you hear humming and tiny quacks as you walk the hall of the hotel, intrigued you walk towards it to see the king of hell himself humming a tune (hell’s greatest dad—) as he holds a tiny duckling in his lap, gently placing apple shaped clips in the duck’s feathers as the duckling quacks every so often to join in the tune

”Awwe Lil bits… How cute you are! The bestest of Duckies!”

he announces proudly, not knowing you’re there—

(My AU of HH/Redesign)