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Future

**Charlie POV**

"Come back here," Alastor said. Astor was at the door. 
"I'm 15; I can do whatever," he replied. Lilly and Rose were on barstools watching. 
"Do I need to get your father?" Alastor asked. 
"Why? He isn't scary," Astor said, slamming the door. 
"Goddamnit," Alastor exclaimed. 
Dad teleports in. "I need a drink." 

"Your son stormed out," Alastor said. 

"I just got done with a meeting; I'm too annoyed to deal with Astor's teenage drama," Dad said. 

"He wants to visit the human realm. I told him he is too young," Alastor said. Dad got a whisky. 

"Whisky? Must be bad," Rose commented. Dad drank it. 

"Alastor, I'll be in my office," Dad said, running his hand down his chest. 

"How about the dungeon?" Alastor suggested. 

"Thelete na esti kinky," Dad said, and Alastor and he teleported. 

"What does 'kinky' mean?" Rose asked. 

"Ask Uncle Anthony," I replied. 

Astor came back, dragging a hellhound behind him. "I'll be in my room; don't bug me." 

"Save me," the hellhound said. I went to his room; he had handcuffed the hound to the bed. 

"Consent," I said. 

"Fine," he said, undoing the handcuffs. 

"What has been going on with you?" I asked. 

"Nothing," he replied. 

"Random sex won't help." 

"What else am I supposed to do? Oz won't let me into his ring; I can't leave Pride," he said. 

"Look, Dad and Papa want to keep you guys safe. Even if it's overbearing, they love you and will always be there for you," I said. 

"I just want to get into some trouble, experiment," he said. 

"Tell them that; I'm sure they will understand, especially Dad," I suggested. 

"Mr. Rules," he said. 

"He was a rebellious son. Just talk to them," I encouraged. 

"I will," he said. 

"Now how about I make Papa's jambalaya?" I proposed. 

"That sounds nice." We went into the kitchen. They helped me cook, and Dad and Papa came in. Dad was on Alastor's back. "Better," Alastor said. 

"Astor, you're back," Dad said. 

"Dad, I want to explore, try things," he said. 

"Like what?" Alastor asked. 

"Alcohol, drugs, parties, mess up, have some freedom," Astor replied. 

"I think it's time. The drugs and alcohol are less potent on Earth," Dad said. 

"Where? The people know me in my favorite city," Papa said. 

"And they can't arrest you for something you did when you were alive," Dad added. 

"New Orleans, but if you guys are there, who will—" I was saying, but Dad tapped his staff. 

"I want to retire. And you have been trained to take over my job. Your mom is the Sin of Greed, so she can help whenever; she was there to help me. The duties are pretty easy—just dodging the news," Dad explained.