Have You Ever Felt Lost?

That's Entertainment

~Cynwise's POV~

*Sigh* As if things can't get any worse. We just through what I believed to be, the most brutal Cleanse Hell has ever seen in centuries. It was an absolute bloodbath. Just because some demons thought they were brave enough to face the Exterminators, from Heaven and live to tell the tale. I said it once, and I'll say it again, when the Cleanse comes around, STAY INSIDE!

Anyway, Charlie Vaggie and I stood and waited backstage of the 666 News Studio. As a tall, female, insect demon and a gas mask demon began the news broadcast.

I toned out most of the news... Something about a turf war between Cherri Bomb and a steampunk Victorian snake demon inventor named Sir Pentious. 

My thoughts returned to reality, as the female insect demon in red, named Katie Killjoy, crushed her empty coffee cup and turned to the male gas mask demon, named Tom Trench, who was leaning over the table in pain, "Suck it up, you little bi-"

Then, the feed was cut off to commercial.

Vaggie turned to Charlie and fixed her bow-tie, "Okay! You remember what to say?"

Charlie took a breath and smiled, "Yes! Let's do this!"

"Just look at me, and I'll mouth it to you." Vaggie told her in a concerned tone.

Charlie sighed and bent backwards slightly, "Come on, Vaggie! I know what to say!" She walked over to a table with a plate of doughnuts, "I just feel like we need to... I don't know..." She grabbed a doughnut and threw it aside, "Make things sound more exciting!" She gasped and smiled brightly, "Ooooh! What if I si-"

"Sing a song about it?" Vaggie and I guessed, cutting the Princess of Hell off.

Charlie smiled and booped Vaggie on the nose, "You knew I was gonna say that!"

Vaggie smiled, "Because I know you." She fixed Charlie's bowtie again, "But please don't sing!" She shook her lightly, "This is serious!"

"Well, you know, I'm better at expressing myself and my goals through song!" Charlie walked over to the table again and stood on top of it with a dramatic pose.

"But life isn't a musical, hon." Vaggie pointed out, placing her hands over her hips.

I rubbed my chin in thought, "If that's the case, why am I here? Since this is Charlie's moment to shine."

Vaggie turned to me, "In case we need proof of the Hotel's progress. Since Angel Dust isn't here, you'll have to do it."

I folded my arms and rolled my eyes in sarcasm, "Wow... I feel so loved here."

Charlie sighed and got down from the table, "Fine. But I have these other ideas of what to say!" She showed a piece of paper and started bouncing in excitement, "The highlighted bits are the best part!"

Vaggie took the paper and looked it over, "Uh, it's all highlighted." She looked again and narrowed her eye at the bottom, "Is this a drawing...?"

Charlie nodded and pointed to the drawing, "Yes! That's the happy ending, see?!" She began to fanaticize, "Everyone smiling and happy in Heaven!"

Vaggie pinched the bridge of her nose, "I don't think it's that simple." She gave the paper to me, as I read it, "Just please follow the talking points we went over." Then she grabbed Charlie to face her, "And do not sing!"