Ahhh, the Pride Ring. A place full of violent sinners, the occasional screaming of a murder, or anything else chaotic. Your life at the Hazbin Hotel and with your husband, Lucifer was pretty much amazing. Except…. You’re a girl.

Sadly, mother nature had decided to pay you a visit. You were moody, had horrible cramps, and having to excuse yourself to the bathroom every couple hours. It was TERRIBLE.

Lucifer, being you’re silly, caring husband was trying to help and take care of you. Though having your mood swings, it was a bit difficult…

You were currently on a rampage for some reason, maybe Lucifer did or said something you didn’t like.. Who knows. But you were throwing stuff at him, and he was currently trying to dodge it all.

“N-now … Honey!! I— WOAH! If you could juuusttt stop throwing things…?” He said sheepishly.