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Cheer Up!

Summary: Angel comes home from a tiring day at the studio but Little Vaggie cheers her big brother up!

Angel had come back to the hotel after a long day at work. So many days he had regretted signing his soul away to Val. the lobby was a mess. All of Vaggie's little gear was scattered around. He had to make sure he didn't step on one of her car toys as he fell onto the couch, groaning as the bruises on his body were still a bit tender.

"Bubba?" He heard a familiar voice and sat up, seeing little vaggie at the foot of the couch, looking up at him while clingling to her stuffy. She wasn't in her pajamas yet which confused him a bit

Yet, he forced a smile, trying to make it seem like everything was okay.

"Hey Vaggie, what are you doing up? Isn't it bedtime?" He picked her up and sat her on his lap. It was about 7:45, Vaggie would usually start getting ready for bed around this time.

"Chawlie letting me stay up till 9," She said.

"Is she reaaalllyy?" He asked, suspecting that she may be lying

"Mhm! She saids dat since i was a wittle bigger today, I could stay up later!" she answered. She could sense something was wrong with her big brother though. He seemed, sad and tired.

"Does bubba need a bedtime?"

"No, sweetie, I don't get tired as quickly as little ones like you do," he pinched her cheek lightly.

"Bu' you seem sads 'nd tired," Vaggie pointed out. It was hard to keep up his big bro face when all he wanted to do was rot in bed and have another existential crisis.

"Work was a bit...rough today," He replied.

"Wough, how?" She asked.

Angel did not want to explain what sexual abuse and physical abuse was to her in her regressed mindset. It might traumatize her littlespace.

"Bubba was treated unfairly," He decided.

"Dat's mean. Why woulds someone do dat?"

Angel sighed. How he wished he knew, "I don't know, sweetheart, some people are just mean without a reason,"

Vaggie frowned at that. That wasn't a good answer! She wanted to know and maybe figure out how to help.

She wanted to cheer her big bro up! He seemed really upset and she wanted to do something to help. She thought about what to do while he bounced her on his leg. Then she had an idea! She would make him something! A picture would help! She crawled out of his lap and grabbed a piece of paper and crayons from the floor

"Whachya doing, babydoll?" He asked, peeking over her shoulder.

"No wook!" She shooed him off. He backed away and waited for her to finish whatever it was that she was doing.

Angel waited a bit. He got pretty curious to what baby vaggie was drawing but with her exorcist reflex, she knew immediately when he was trying to glance over.

"No wooking!" she'd yell at him. He would back off, surrendering.

Finally, she was finished after a couple of minutes. She had a bright smile on her face, very excited for her big brother to see it.

"Oki! You can wook now!" She held up the picture, proudly, letting him see it. It was a picture of Angel inside of a biiigg group hug from all of his hotel friends with a happy, smiling sun in the corner.

Angel smiled. Those nasty thoughts that no one really cared about him, went away. It was like magic. A tear slipped out but he quickly wiped it away to avoid concerning the little.

"Bubba okay?" Vaggie asked, very much seeing that tear slip out.

"Bubba is great, sweetie, thank you. I'm gonna hang this up in my room." He promised. She seemed really happy that he liked it and gave him another hug. He squeezed her small body with all four of his arms. He was so happy that he had people that cared about him.