Hell's Witch

Improvement

Art was in her office talking with Fang looking over opinions to get demons to rehab, Art thought it would be best to find some in Belgerafor Ave.

There's not as much violence over there as that part is mostly inhabited by those who sinned without even knowing. Usually those born into crime and the discarded who died in the streets.

"So ya really think you can get one soul into Heaven kid?" Fang asked.

"I'm not entirely sure myself. I mean I have not seen my folks down here, so I would assume that they are up in Heaven. Wheather their sacrifice for me got them there or some other way, I don't know. Though, if it is possible, I'll look for a way. Heck, If I wasn't cursed, I would try to redeem myself by now." Art said.

Fang nodded in understanding as Art finished the paperwork and they headed to Charlie.

"Hey there scales~ Ya wanna hang out~♡" A certain spider said as he tried to hug Fang's arm.

"Tough luck. I may have landed myself here, but at least I kept my dignity. While I'm pansexual, one night stands aren't my thing." Fang said as he brushed Angel Dust off.

"Aw come on!" Angel complained.

Art shook her head in amusement.

"So, ya related to the strawberry pimp or somethin?" Angel asked Art.

Fang had to hold in a laugh as he knew who Angel was talking about. "Strawberry pimp? I'm surprised that The TV Demon has not thought of that one."

"No, we're not related in anyway, we just happen to look similar by coincidence." Art said.

"So there's no-"

"Nope, never really dated. We both died virgins."

"Whaaaaaat?! What kind of life have you been living?" Angel asked in shock.

Although a bit of a pain, Art could tell Angel would be a decent friend.