I think I got the plot idea from a comic strip, this was more a practice draft than a full story. I thought I would post it here, just to laugh at in the future.

Help it's so bad I hate this story-

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Moxxie nervously waited in the car, tail swishing behind him. He wore a classy suit with a red bowtie and red trim.

Blitzo had invited Moxxie to a club. Specifically a...strip club. Moxxie never liked 'guys night', since it normally meant that they would go to a club.

Moxxie never really had a choice on whether to go or not, since Blitzo had forced him to go.

Moxxie didn't mind being drunk, he just didn't want to see any...nudity.

Blitzo laughed from the front seat. Stolas was coming too, but they had decided to try to make it to the club at the end of the night, when the stripper working would stop for the night.

"What's funny?" Moxxie asked, twining his finger together warily.

"Ah, just a joke Stolas made." Blitzo responded. "You wouldn't get it!"

Moxxie just looked down at the car seat and waited until they reached the club.

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"We have arrived." Stolas observed from the front seat. "Let's have a guy's night."

Moxxie sighed, stepping out of the car. The strip club glowed of neon lights ahead of him.

Blitzo snickered. "Let's go, Moxxie! I got a suprise for you!" He called, grabbing Moxxie's hand and dragged him inside.

As the door shut loudly behind him, Moxxie's eyes went wide. The club was full of people, neon lights everywhere and blasting music.

"Let's find a table, shall we?" Stolas called, looking above the others at the crowd.

"Follow me, Moxxie!" Blitzo called, rushing his way through the crowd. Moxxie did his best to keep up, and eventually they found a free table.

Moxxie took a seat and covered his eyes. "Blitzo you know I don't like this! I'm married!"

"Oh I know! I got a surprise for you! Don't worry, I totally talked to Millie beforehand. Just maybe don't talk to her about it."

Stolas chuckled. "He didn't talk to Millie. My little Blitzy did this without your consent."

"Sir! Please don't do this!" Moxxie panicked, expecting the worst.

"Moxxie, ya got no choice! I paid ahead of time!" Blitzo said excitedly.

"...fine. Let's just get this over with, okay?" Moxxie agreed with a sigh.

"Ooh, yay!" Blitzo cheered, beckoning Moxxie to follow him. Moxxie followed his boss warily, still expecting the worst. "Wait here, Stolas!" Blitzo called.

Blitzo lead him down a long hallway, eventually stopping at a door with a golden star on it. The sign above it read 'Angel Dust'.

Moxxie knew where this was going. "Sir- Please cancel this-"

"No way! You need it, Moxxie!" Blitzo retorted.

"But-" Moxxie started, only to be interupted by Blitzo, who shoved him into the room.

There were fluffy handcuffs and a pink light in the room, with a large bed.

Moxxie's eyes widened. "Blitzo!" He called but his boss had already shut the door behind him.

There was only one more door leading somewhere, and Moxxie didn't want to know where.

Moxxie shivered and waited by the door, keeping his hand on the doorknob in case he needed to leave quickly.

The door had locked when it closed, so he couldnt just leave. There was a keyhole, and Moxxie assumed this 'Angel Dust' was the one that had the key.

The other door creaked open and some sort of sinner demon stepped into the room.

"Well hello there~" The sinner said, narrowing his eyes. He had two of his four hands on his hips, and the others were crossed in front of him. The only clothing he had on was a little red skirt.

"Oh-oh my heavens-" Moxxie hissed, covering his eyes.

"What's wrong? Never seen a stripper before?" The sinner called, approaching Moxxie.

Moxxie flinched back, eyes still covered as the sinner proceeded to almost pin him to the door.

Moxxie scurried towards the bed and tripped, landing on his back. The air knocked out of him, he gasped, eyes wide.

"Nervous, are we?" The sinner, who Moxxie assumed to be Angel Dust, taunted, approaching him again.

"No- just- listen to me- please!" Moxxie begged, wishing that Blitzo hadn't signed him up for this in the first place.

"What do ya gotta say?" The stripper said. "I'm all ears, baby."

"My boss- my boss- he signed me up for this! I don't know what's going on!" Moxxie explained quickly, sitting up on the bed with his eyes still covered.

"Oh-" The stripper paused, his own eyes wide. "I- I'm-"

"It's fine. It's fine. You couldn't have known any better-" Moxxie stuttered, finally uncovering his eyes and looking up.

"You- um-" Angel stuttered. "I'm sorry. I only do what I'm paid to do."

"I get it." Moxxie said. "Um...how-how long did-were you booked for?"

"The next...hour. I guess your boss just wanted you to...enjoy it." Angel said. "Do-do ya want to talk instead? I wont force you to do anything you don't want to do."

Moxxie nodded. "That would be better than whatever my boss assumed we would do."

Angel timidly walked over and sat beside him, towering over Moxxie.

Moxxie looked up and locked eyes with Angel. "So..." The stripper said warily. "Ya want to talk about your boss?" He asked.

"Uh-sure? But, do me a favor and...maybe put some clothes on?" Moxxie asked in a hushed tone, hoping he wasn't offending anything.

"Oh, yeah. Of course-" he said, scurrying to the closet and reappearing a minute later with a light pink robe on.

Moxxie sighed as Angel sat on the bed beside him. "Let's talk, okay?" Angel murmured.

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For the next hour, Moxxie ranted to Angel. The stripper was a surprisingly good listener.

"And that's why I don't like him." Moxxie finished.

"It sounds like...he doesn't respect you." Angel observed.

"Yeah! Exactly!" Moxxie exploded, flinging his hands into the air.

A small timer went off somewhere in the room, and Angel looked over at the wall, where a timer was going off.

"The hour's up...I guess you have to leave now." Angel murmured. "Goodbye, I guess, Moxxie."

Moxxie looked up at the sinner. Without hesitation, he reached up and kissed Angel's cheek. Pulling back, Moxxie blushed. "You were a great listener. Thanks, Angel." He murmured, waving goodbye and leaving.

Moxxie saw the flustered look on Angel's face as he left, and smiled, still blushing.

"Ooh~" Moxxie heard Blitzo's voice. "You look flustered, Moxxie! What happened in there?"

"Nothing." Moxxie replied quietly. "Just a kiss." He said, turning to see Angel poking his head out of the door, still eyes-wide and blushing.