Helluva Boss Oneshots

Requested by: official_SCP-682

Asmodues  was thrilled and anxious at the same time for the much anticipated visit of his father to his club. He had everything set up, and was sure he was going to love it. 

This, unfortunately, is not what happened. 

After all the shows were over, Asmodeus looks  to his father, waiting to see his reaction. 

A scowl appears on his face, "Asmodeus, you know I have always tried to support you in whatever you do, but this?" He gestures all around him, "Is fucking embarrassing. You are a prince of hell, the embodiment of lust and when I'm gone you will be taking my place on the thrown and yet this is what you chose to do with your infinite power? Open a stupid club?" 

Asmodeus' smile drops and his bottom lip quivers, he hadn't expected his father to hate his club this much, "I- I just thought-" 

"No, I don't give a damn what you think! This club is absolutely repulsive, none of your acts were that good, hell, I've seen Mammon's idiotic circus performers do a better job of entertaining me then this shit!" He roars in outrage. 

"I- I can fix it father, make it better, it's only been open for a few weeks." Asmodeus says in a panic, desperately seeking his father's approval. 

He scowls, "Fix it? This place is so horrible that not even an endorsement from all the prince's in Hell could make it better. You are an embarrassment, I cannot believe that you are my son. I knew I should have been harder on you. Your mother made you soft!" He snarls angrily. 

Each and every word that came from his father's mouth felt like a punch in the gut or the sting of a venomous snake bite. The festered inside Asmodeus' head as he holds back his tears as his father continues his long rant about how awful his club was, his pride and joy, and how he was nothing more than an embarrassment. He wanted to argue, to fight back, but he didn't want to cause a scene in his own club. 

"Don't you dare fucking cry! I will never, ever return here, no matter how good those idiotic imps and succubi think this place is. I can't believe my own son was so destined for failure." His father growls and turns to take his leave, "I don't want to see you back at home tonight, if you love this place so much then live here. I don't care anymore." His father spits at him with malice in his words. 

"Yes father." Asmodeus says meekly, looking at the ground in pure sadness. All he'd ever wanted was to make his father proud.