sad-depressed puppet Charlie beginings

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by Neverland667

by Neverland667

Vaggie's puppet

As you all have probably notice from my more popular one shot book on my old-ish account I have been doing these things. Little back stories too much, much bigger stories I have planned. If some of you don't know my old-ish account or profile is called @Neverland153 go check it out, it's terribly written but I still had a lot of future one shots that were way better than the earlier ones that I wanted to publish before my old device was hacked along with my accounts, so enjoy more fucked up beginnings.
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Charlie's limbs laid stiff at her side as she struggled to pour the tea into the small fragile white tea cups. Vagatha the toy maker shuffled into the room, covered in sawdust and colorful paints.

She smiled emptily, eyes glossed over by the lights in the room. Her wooden hand lifting to wave vagatha over to the table. "Thank you for coming, vaggie my dear, if it's no bother... There's something that you should hear. Did I deserve this? Is this just a game? Your powerless puppet is now my eternal shame," vagatha hummed, unbothered by the young puppet girl.

Her slender fingers curling around the small handle as she sipped her tea, Charlie stuck smiling as she continued. "No heart, no tears can flow, no way to love you, please let me go. I know you'll miss me, that much is clear. Is that why you cursed me and I'm forced to be in here?" Charlie's fingers twitched stiffly as Charlie lamented on why she was stuck in the puppet body.

Vagatha had tricked the young woman, luring her in before finally killing her slowly, putting her remains into the small white puppet body with a forced smile. "Did I deserve this? Is this just a game? Your powerless puppet is now my eternal shame," vaggie picked up two white Suger cubs, plopping them into the now sweet tea. It was easy, seduce the young woman, trick her into trusting and then lead her off to her death. Much easier than finding random victims in the night mostly like to scream and thrash.

"No true smile to fight off your woe, won't you hear my plea? Please let me go. All the love I once had for you is gone, all I have left is the urge to move on, Where once there was kindness is nothing but rage, release me from this spell! And from my wooden cage," tears streamed down her face, but not normal tears, oily Black tears, Leaving black ugly gooey trails down her wooden face. She took a breath, shakily wiping off the oily tears. "Thank you for listening, vaggie my dear. If it's no bother... There's one more thing you should hear. I don't deserve this, don't want to play games, your powerless puppet is now my eternal shame, is now my eternal shame, is now my eternal shame, it's your... Eternal shame."

She finished as vagatha picked up her wooden body that still oozed red liquid. She knew where she was going, straight to the basement like always.

"It's your eternal shame."

Word count 581
Wow I enjoyed doing this one, you guys would've gotten more if I hadn't stopped myself. I like to keep things vague when it comes to stories like these y'know. I'll be doing one probably for vagatha, husk and the rest of the characters in hazbin hotel and helluva boss.