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| THE NEXT MORNING |

We resume the story with Vaggie, Niffty, Alastor, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, Aria and Husk all sitting in the hotel's lounge.

Niffty blinks up at Vaggie repeatedly and Aria snickers. "So, like, where are your wings?"

Vaggie grits her teeth. "Niffty, I don't have--"

"Did you ever think maybe she's sensitive about her lack of wings, just like her lack of tits?" Angel says, exchanging a glance with Aria, whose giggles turned into full on bubbling laughter.

Husk smiles for the first time that day hearing her laugh, but a sharp and slightly menacing glance from his owner quickly changes that.

Niffty tugs at Vaggie's shirt, her eye widening. "Yeah. Where are your tits?"

"Vaggie, it's okay. Not all of us can have Angel's tits. You're just stuck with Alastor's." Aria says through laughs.

Alastor raises an eyebrow. "My dear, I am not entirely sure what you mean by 'tits' but I assure you I have plenty!"

Snorting, Aria puts a hand on his chest. "Suuuuuuuure you do."

Vaggie sighs, giving up on the group. "Any other questions?"

Husk snorts, taking a sip form his bottle. "I got one. How come every time Charlie talks to Heaven we get in deeper and deeper shit?"

Aria grabs his booze out of his hands and chugs it. She hasn't had alchohol in... a week or so, and feels like she deserves a reward for her restraint.

Ignoring this, Vaggie responds to Husk bitterly. "It's not her fault. Angels are just--"

Angel Dust runs a hand through his chest fluff. "Liars?"

"Horny?" Aria says dryly, thinking of one particular asshole in general.

Vaggie grits her teeth, also thinking of that asshole. "...difficult. But Charlie's trying her best."

"Yeah, well, her best is turning out real well so far," Husk says, snatching the booze back from Aria and taking another sip.

Angel rolls his eyes. "And where is miss fearless leader anyway? Isn't it about time for another "doomed-to-fail" plan?"

Something like doubt crosses Vaggie's face. "She's upstairs. Coming up with something, I'm sure, in our room. Alone."

"Hmm."

Alastor vanishes into black smoke.

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"Oh fuck. I should probably go up there too, maybe try to distract him. I don't trust him with Charlie," Aria says quietly, more to herself then to anyone in particular.

She runs upstairs, swinging the door to Charlie and Vaggie's room open to the sight of Charlie on the floor and Alastor laying on her bed comfortably.

When he spots her his eyes sparkle, and he teleports over to her, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her towards to Charlie.

"You have a captive audience downstairs waiting to hear what kind of inspiring performance you have planned next. Plus, you can practice it on dear Aria here!"

Charlie jumps when she spots Aria, looking away quickly. "Ugh, I can't. How can I face them—you— after failing them all so hard?"

Frowning, Aria places a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "You didn't fail us..."

Alastor repositions himself on his stomach and begins kicking his legs in the air, his hand reaching out to play with Aria's hair, the latter now sitting on the floor next to Charlie