ᵉⁱᵍʰᵗ: 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚎

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The episode begins with Vaggie, Niffty, Alastor, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious and Husk all sitting in the hotel's lounge.

"So, like where are your wings?" Niffty asked.

"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 smirked as Niffty tugs at Vaggie's shirt.

"Yeah. Where are your tits?" Niffty asked. Vaggie sighs "Any other questions?" Vaggie asked. "I got one. How come every time Charlie talks to Heaven we get in deeper and deeper shit?" Husk pointed out.

"It's not her fault. Angels are just--"  Vaggie got caught off. "Liars?" Angel asked.

"...Difficult. But Charlie's trying her best." Vaggie said. "Yeah, well, her best is turning out real well so far." Husk said sarcastically.

"And where is miss fearless leader anyway? Isn't it about time for another "doomed-to-fail" plan?" Angel asked. "She's upstairs. Coming up with something, I'm sure, in our room. Alone." Vaggie said.

"Hmm." Alastor vanishes into black smoke. The scene changes showing Charlie in her bed under her covers softly crying.

While Razzle and Dazzle comfort her with tissues. Alastor reappears in her room and approaches her bedside.

"Oh, Charlie, you look an absolute mess." Alastor said. "Ugh, go away, Alastor." Alastor sits down on her bed while Charlie hides again under the covers.

"Now, now is that any way to act after picking a fight with all of Heaven and dooming everyone you love?" Charlie emerges from the covers.

"I have enough on my mind without hearing your sadistic idea of a joke, asshole." Charlie wraps herself under the covers again, only for Alastor to appear laying beside her.

"Who's joking?" Alastor asked as Charlie scared, jumps and falls off of the bed. "You have a captive audience downstairs waiting to hear what kind of inspiring performance you have planned next." Alastor said.

"Ugh, I can't. How can I face them after failing them all so hard?" Alastor repositions himself on his stomach and begins kicking his legs in the air.

"They came here to be saved and all I gave them was more pain." Charlie said tearing up. "I'm just as bad as the cruelest Overlord in Hell. And maybe worse." Charlie stands and paces back and forth.

"At least they don't go around giving false hope." Charlie said. "Well, I never expected to see such a miserable display of self-loathing from you." Alastor said.

"Oh, fuck you, Alastor." Alastor adjusts himself, now laying on his side. "All you do is stand there, smiling while you watch us struggle and fail. I don't know how you can enjoy all this suffering so much." Alastor stands up, wraps his fingers on Charlie's shoulder while chuckling.

Alastor chuckles "Just because you see a smile don't think you know what's going on underneath." Alastor lets go of Charlie.

Alastor grabs Charlie's face with his hand and makes her smile "A smile is a valuable tool, my dear. It inspires your friends, keeps your enemies guessing, and ensures that no matter what comes your way, you're the one in control." Alastor said.

"But I'm not." Charlie starts walking towards her bedroom window. "I'm the farthest thing from in control. The person I trust most has been lying to me for years. Heaven refuses to listen." Charlie thuds both fists against the window.

"Even if they did, I can't prove the hotel works. Adam has an invincible exorcist Army pointed right at my doorstep and there's nothing I can do Charlie thuds the window "-about any of it!" Charlie said.

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