The three kings of hell

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

Niffty: So, like where are your wings?

Vaggie: Niffty, I don't have--

Angel Dust: Did you ever think maybe she's sensitive about her lack of wings, just like her lack of tits?

[Niffty tugs at Vaggie's shirt]

Niffty: Yeah. Where are your tits?

Vaggie: (Sighs) Any other questions?

Jack: Yeah why did you have to tell everyone I knew some angels?

Vaggie: I saw you talking with that exorcist.

Jack: still didn't give you the right to blab now I have to dig around for my life book which I can't remember where I put it!

Husk: I got one. How come every time Charlie talks to Heaven we get in deeper and deeper shit?

Vaggie: It's not her fault. Angels are just--

Angel Dust: Liars?

Vaggie: ...Difficult. But Charlie's trying her best.

Husk: Yeah, well, her best is turning out real well so far.

Angel Dust: And where is miss fearless leader anyway? Isn't it about time for another "doomed-to-fail" plan?

Vaggie: She's upstairs. Coming up with something, I'm sure, in our room. Alone.

Mark: (to Jack) why didn't you tell us you went to heaven?

Jack: well you didn't ask about my life also we had other Things we were doing I forgot.

Alastor: 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 a box of tissues. Alastor reappears in her room and approaches her bedside.]

Alastor: Oh, Charlie, you look an absolute mess.

Charlie: Ugh, go away, Alastor.

[Alastor sits down on her bed while Charlie hides again under the covers]

Alastor: 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]

Charlie: 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.]

Alastor: Who's joking?

[Charlie scared, jumps and falls off of the bed.]

Alastor: You have a captive audience downstairs waiting to hear what kind of inspiring performance you have planned next.

Charlie: 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.]

Charlie: They came here to be saved and all I gave them was more pain. (Tearing up) I'm just as bad as the cruelest Overlord in Hell. And maybe worse.

[Charlie stands and paces back and forth.]

Charlie: At least they don't go around giving false hope.

Alastor: Well, I never expected to see such a miserable display of self-loathing from you.