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didn't see this till now!!!!! But ahhh!! Angie is gettin better and openin up!! Also pen makin a toy for Charlie is so cute!!!! 🩷🩷🩷

[also slightly little while readin this! ☺️]

1.9 Constant as the Stars above 🌟 ❤️💜

Summery: Angel talks to everyone except Pentious, Charlie, and Niffty.

⚠️TW: Lying, crying, feeling like a failure, making deals, Abusive relationships, possible manipulative behavior, hiding emotions, hiding one's true self. Lmk if I should add.

'You're not alone, together we stand

I'll be by your side, you know, I'll take your hand

When it gets cold and it feels like the end

There's no place to go, you know, I won't give in.' ~Keep Holding On, Avril Lavigne

~~~Charlie and Vaggie:~~~~

Vaggie leads Charlie to her office, where she can have a quiet place and some space to calm down.

“Charlie? Sweetie, are you okay?” Vaggie asks as soon as she closes the door.

Charlie shakes her head and sobs. “Everything is falling apart! We're going to lose Angel!” She cries. “We can't do this without him! We can't! I won't-"

“Honey…we'll be fine. We still have Pentious, right?” Vaggie asks her.

“I promised Angel I was going to help him!” Charlie explains, moving away from Vaggie. “But, I failed him, I fucked everything up!”

Vaggie felt a sharp pain in her chest… this wasn't on Charlie. “Babe, breathe, okay? I was the one who yelled at him, not you. If anyone failed Angel, it was me.”

Charlie shakes her head. “But-”

Vaggie holds her girlfriend’s shoulders. “No, this is on me, not you. I'll talk to him, make it right with him, and he'll want to come back.” Vaggie promises, moving some of Charlie's hair behind her ear in attempt to comfort.

“But, then what? We only have a few months left.” She says.

“We'll figure it out.” Vaggie says. “You've come too far to quit now it'll be alright. We will be okay.”

“He's right…I'm a failure.” Charlie says.

“He?” Vaggie asks. “Who's he?”

Who said that to Charlie, she'll fucking kill them!

“Remember when my dad called earlier this week?” Charlie asks.

“Uh- yeah. What- what did he say?” Vaggie asks her.

She did think that call was…suspicious. Was Lucifer trying to get her to give up?

“I lied to you.” Charlie admits sorrowfully. “It wasn't him.” She sighs angrily, there were too many different emotions pumping through her. “it was Seviathan.”

Your ex boyfriend? What did he want?” Vaggie asks her.

Charlie had told Vaggie about her ex, mostly mentioning small stories about what an asshole he was, but then would quickly change the subject because it always seemed to upset her to think about him.

Vaggie never really asked questions about him… because she knew how upsetting it was for Charlie to talk about.

“He told me he saw our ad and felt sorry for me.” Charlie says. “Because it was clearly a huge train wreck and wasn't going anywhere.” Charlie sighs,

“He's wrong.” Vaggie says seriously.

“I don't know why I care…I shouldn't.” Charlie says, wiping away some tears. “I'm sorry I lied to you. I just didn't want to talk about it, and I panicked. I just wanted to ignore it.” her breathing comes out in gasps and hiccups. ”But his words play in my head over and over again! Just like before, I can't get my brain to stop-!”

Vaggie takes her hand. “Hey, it's okay. I'm not upset. Some things are hard to face, I know.”

“I'm so sorry, Vaggie! I should have just told you the truth. You're not like him, you would never hurt me.” She says. “Or anyone for that matter.”

Vaggie cringes internally- this felt worse than losing her eye... “I… I forgive you, Charlie.” Vaggie says to her. “I don't want you to worry about that right now. I'm just sorry it happened.” She says.

“But, what if he's right? What if it doesn't work?” She asks. “What if we fail?”

Vaggie takes her chin and looks Charlie in the eye. “But, what if it does work? What if you succeed?” Vaggie asks her.

Charlie hugs Vaggie tightly. ”Thanks, Vaggie.”

“I'm sorry I yelled at Angel.” Vaggie says. “I was being an insecure idiot, I shouldn't have lashed out at him like that. You've worked so hard and I may have blown it all for you.”

“You didn't.” Charlie says.

“I'll make this right, I promise. I'll talk to Angel and convince him to give this another chance.” Vaggie promised her.

Charlie nods, wiping away a few tears. “Yeah, that would be good.”

“Are you okay?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie nods, her horns suddenly becoming visible…

Which would mean one or two things.

Either Charlie was mad at someone, or-

Vaggie smiles. “Is someone little?” she asks her.

Charlie's eyes widen and touches her horns, realizing she had slipped. “...mmm maybe a lil bit?” Charlie says, holding her arms. ”I'm sorry.”

Vaggie shakes her head. “No, it's okay. It's a good thing. You need a break, especially after a day like today. Maybe we should cuddle for a bit so you can relax, okay?”

“No! We gotta talk to Angel!” Charlie argues.

“I will talk to Angel later, right now I have to make sure you're okay.” Vaggie says.

“Noo!” Charlie wines again.

“Charlie.” Vaggie says sternly. “Listen to me, sweetie, I promise I will find Angel and talk to him, but you need to take some time to calm down and let yourself be little. Repressing won't help Angel, will it?”

Charlie crosses her arms. “No..”

“I promise I'm going to take care of it.” vaggie says, “Just trust me, okay?”

Charlie nods, her thumb slowly making its way to her mouth. “Kay.”

Vaggie gently takes Charlie's Thumb out of her mouth and takes her hand. “Alright, babygirl. Come on.” Vaggie leads her little one to the couch.

“M’ tired, Vaggie.” Charlie whines as Vaggie sits down and pulls her on her lap. “It was too much for today.”

“I know.” Vaggie ran her fingers through Charlie’s hair. “Just relax. We'll take some time to breathe, and then we'll figure this all out.” She reassured.

Charlie nods. “Okay.” Charlie was crying again softly, even though she was trying her best not to.

She knows it's okay now-

She was safe…

Safe with Vaggie.

And Vaggie is gonna make everything okay again, she always does.

Vaggie continued to pet her head gently to try and soothe her, but it didn't seem like enough to calm her little one down…

So, Vaggie did what Charlie always did for little ones, she sang: “Constant as the stars above, always know that you are loved; And my love shining in you, will help you make your dreams come true, will help your dreams come true.”~

Charlie snuggles closer to Vaggie and rests her head on her shoulder.

Vaggie smiles and continues: “The lamb lies down and rests its head, on its mother's downy bed. Dolphin plays in the moonlight's glow. And butterfly dreams of a violet rose.”~

Vaggie brushes hair away from Charlie's face and kisses her little forehead. “Dreams of a violet rose”~

Charlie’s breathing becomes slower and her eyes start drooping. “I'll cradle you in my arms tonight, As sun embraces the moonlight. The clouds will carry our songs tonight, Our dreams will run deep like the sea.”~

“Our dreams will run deep like the sea.” ~ Vaggie covers Charlie with the blanket that rested on top of the chair next to them.

Charlie makes grabby hands at the coffee table, wanting something inside.

Vaggie knew exactly what she was after, so she grabs Charlie's spare pacifier from the drawer and hands it to her.

Charlie hums at Vaggie with gratitude once she puts her paci in her mouth.

Vaggie rocks her softly back and forth. “Constant as the stars above. Always know that you are loved. And my love shining in you, will help you make your dreams come true.” ~

Charlie's eyes fall and she starts to drift to sleep.

“Will help your dreams come true.”~ Vaggie sang the rest of the song.

Charlie was finally calm, snuggled up close to Vaggie.

Everything was going to be okay.

~~~Husk and Angel:~~~

Angel grabbed a bag and started shoving his clothes into it.

His piggy, fat nuggets oinks at his spider with confusion.

“We're going back to Val's, Nuggs. They don't need us here anymore." He explains to the small piglet.

The pig suddenly gets really scared upon hearing Val's name, he squeals in fear and hides under the bed.

Angel exhales. “That's fine, you can stay, they'd rather have you anyway…” he wipes away a tear.

Why the fuck was he crying?

This was his fault!

He did this to himself!

He fucked everything up-

…like he always does.

But, he knew this wouldn't last- that they'd kick him out eventually!

Give up on him.

'You are an important part of our family, Angel. But, you uh-'

'Constantly make us look bad, sexually harass the staff, and literally never once tried to improve.'

'That was so good, Sir Pentious. You'll get redeemed in no time!'

Not that he can blame them...

It's not like he's never heard it before…

'You can be replaced easily, Angel Dust. Do you have any idea how many wh*res would love to be in your place?'

'You looked absolutely dreadful in these shots, baby. You need to do them over.'

'I've killed bitches for less than this attitude you're giving me! You're lucky you make me money!'

'Angel cakes, you're part of the family. You know I love you.~'

He's never been good enough...

For anyone.

Not his parents...

'Damn it, Tony. Why can't you be more like your brother?'

'One day you'll meet a nice girl and settle down, and everything will suddenly make sense.'

His friends...

'Of course I like you, Tony. I just like other people more. It's not personal.'

Not even his siblings...

'Sei un deficiente!'

'It's just a sickness, Tony. There are people who can help you, they can fix you.'

No...

He couldn't be fixed...

He's always been fucked.

Just not the way she thought.

He died because the world couldn't accept him, and he couldn't take that…

because he wasn't good enough for it...

And one day, he'll die for real and no one will even care...

...

How did his life get so bad?

It was never really perfect but-

Surely there was a time someone…liked him.

At least a little...

Right?

He hears a knock at the door.

"Go away." Angel says.

"It's Husk."

"Couldn't give a shit if I tried." Angel says in a mockery tone.

"I'm not here to criticize...I just want to make sure you're okay."

Angel scoffs. "Right."

"I mean it!” Husk sighs. “Just please open the door so we can talk this out?” He asks.

Angel takes a second to consider it...

He does want to talk to Husk...

Out of anyone else in the hotel, Husk was absolutely the most...

Well, he was the most nosey and judgemental.

He shouldn't want to talk to Husk at all!

But he does…

And he hates himself for it.

He walks over to open the door. "What?" Angel asks him.

"Can I come in?" Husk asks, sounding a little annoyed with Angel, but to be fair Angel was annoyed too.

The spider gestures for him to walk inside, and the cat does.

“I thought you were leaving.” Husk says.

“I'm working on it.” Angel mumbles.

"Sure. Look, I don't know what just happened down there, but do you really think running away is the solution?" Hust asks.

“Here we go.” Angel sighs.

“I'm serious, what do you benefit from running away from your problems?” Husk asks.

"I'm not running away, I got kicked out! You were there." Angel says.

"That's bullshit. Sure, Vaggie was pretty clear about not wanting you here. But, the princess was just as adamant about you staying."

"It doesn't matter!" Angel says, slamming his bag against the bed.

Husk sighs heavily and rests a hand on Angel's shoulder. “Look, why don't we just take a step back so we can figure this out, alright? Why did you need blackmail, what happened? What did Alastor do? I know you wouldn't have taken those tests without reason. Just tell me what's really going on.”

"He- he just-”

Angel holds his arms...

He can't bring himself to say it…

Not after everything…

All the years of him making sure Valentino didn't know about him...

Making sure Vox and Velvette didn't suspect anything...

Just for Alastor to broadcast his secret to the world? He couldn't risk it!

If people know the Angel Dust was a little?...

It wouldn't be embarrassing- it would be dangerous.

And for Husk to know? The person he cared about the-

…

A person he cared about?

No.

He couldn't let Husk know…

“They would have given up on me eventually, everyone does.” Angel says, turning away from Husk. “It's only a matter of time before Charlie realizes that she made a mistake by asking me to come here."

“I don't think she will.” Husk says. “And I think you know that too. You are just too scared to accept help because you're too afraid of rejection! You're rejecting them before they can you.”

Angel doesn't respond to that.

"Look, I understand. It's hard to trust people. That test exposes a lot about a person, and it's not always easy to accept." Husk sighs. “Believe me, I didn't exactly appreciate what the test said about me.”

Angel looks at him with confusion. "What do you mean?”

"As you probably know, I'm what they considered a guardian." Husk says.

Angel looks over to him and nods hesitantly.

He didn't mean to look at Pentious's test results, he only meant to find Alastor's. He didn't really see Vaggie's or Niffty’s...

But he actually looked for Husks...he wanted to know-

And he knew it was wrong to look, the least he could have done was ignore everyone else's results.

"Basically, I have this instinct inside to...protect certain people." Husk explains. "...and right now the only person I've felt protective of is...well, you."

Angel blushes slightly as he looks at Husk, but he doesn't know how to respond.

What did that even mean?

Husk looked away from Angel, he hated this!

He hated to admit that he did feel for the spider!

That he did care…

Caring has never benefited him before.

It has only hurt him…

But for Angel? It might be worth the pain.

“I worry about you.” Husk admits. “Not only that but…I enjoy our stupid conversations, our late night drinking, I'd miss you if you disappeared.”

"Almost sounds like you care." Angel says.

"Of course, I care, you idiot! I'm your-” He sighs. “I'm your friend." Husk says.

“I didn't think you had friends.” Angel says.

“Me neither.” Husk says. “But, I do. And as your friend, I want to see you succeed, and I want to see you heal. If you can't stay for yourself, can you at least stay for me?" Husk asks him.

~~~

'Did you really think I was going to spend eternity with you?' A voice echoes in Angel’s mind…

Every time he got too close to someone, his mind reminded him…

Reminded him where love got him.

‘I- well…’ Tony hesitates. ‘I thought-’

‘Oh my God, you actually thought we were going to spend eternity together? Do you have any idea how long that is? We'd get sick of each other so fast!’ His lover said.

‘I could never get sick of you.’ Tony said to him.

Tisk. ‘Well…’

Tony deflated. ‘Oh…’

'Of course I like you, Tony. I just like other people more. It's not personal.'

~~~

Angel looks down, still holding himself, that memory plagued him, it always had. "I don't know.”

Husk frowns and nods. “Okay, I just want you to know…no matter what you do, you can always call me, it doesn't matter if you're here, or what time it is…I'll be there.” He says.

Angel nods. "Thanks, Husk."

Husk rests a hand on his shoulder before walking out of the room.

Angel sighs...

Husk will want nothing to do with him once he learns the truth.

The closer he gets to Husk...

The harder the rejection will be.

At the very least... he should apologize to Charlie...

For failing her...

And the others for taking the tests in the first place.

Who cares who Alastor tells at this point?

He was never going to make it to heaven anyway…

He doesn't deserve it.

~~~Alastor and Niffty:~~~

Alastor laughed as he walked back into his room.

‘Oh, what fun that was.’ He thought to himself. ‘I do adore the chaos.’

He hears a small knock on his door which causes his ears to perk up. Who could that be?

He walks over and opens the door to find his small mouseling crying.

“Niffty? What's wrong, my dear?” Alastor asks.

To his dismay, Niffty runs over to him and climbs up his coat to wrap her tiny arms around his neck. “I didn't mean to ruin it, Alastor!” She cries. “I don't want to leave! They're nice here!” She says.

“We're not leaving.” Alastor says, not understanding her at all. “Why would you think that?”

“Because Charlie is mad at me! I didn't mean to make a mess.” Niffty cries against her Handler's shoulder.

Alastor resists the urge to roll his eyes, he knows his tiny mouse was genuinely upset, and therefore he needed to fix that. “Niffty, it wasn't your fault, Charlie isn't upset with you." He promises.

"Are you sure?" Niffty asks him.

Alastor nods. “I am. So, dry your tears, love. Everything is going to be alright.”

“But Angel- he's not really leaving, is he?" Niffty asks.

“Husk is talking to Angel right now, my dear.” Alastor says.

“He is? Is he going to make Angel stay?” Niffty asks him, wiping away some tears.

“Perhaps? I think if anyone can convince Angel to stay, Husker can.” Alastor says.

So long as he's not a complete idiot, it was clear Angel worshiped the winged cat.

Niffty nods. “Okay. But, if he fucks it up, will you make Angel stay please?”

Alastor pets Niffty gently. “I can't make him stay, dear. He has to choose to stay here.”

“But you make me and Husk stay.” She says.

“Yes, but Angel isn't one of my souls." Alastor says.

“Could you get his soul?” Niffty asks him.

“No, he's already taken.” Alastor says, setting Niffty down on the bed. “But, I'll tell you what. If Husk can't convince Angel to stay, I will talk to him myself. I've been told I can be quite the negotiator. Deal?” Alastor asks, holding out a hand to her.

Niffty grips only his pinkie with hers. “Deal!”

“Alright. Now I have a question for you.” He says. “Are you regressed right now?”

Niffty yawns loudly. “Kinda…m’ fuzzy.” Niffty explains. “Only half mouse.”

Alastor nods understandingly. “How about you take a nap, it may help.” He suggests, petting her tiny head.

“Can I nap here?” Niffty asks. “I don't wanna be all alone.”

Alastor taps his chin as he thinks it over. “I suppose that would be alright. But you actually have to get some rest, alright?” Alastor asks her.

Niffty nods. “Okay.”

~~~Husk:~~~~

Pentious walked out of his room with a small yellow box with a red ribbon around it.

"Hey." Husk says to him, he had just left Angel's room and saw the snake headed downstairs.

"Oh, hello. Husk." Pentious says, hiding his box behind him. “I was just about to…uhm. Check on Vaggie and Charlie. They seemed awfully upset. I'm not doing anything suspicious!” He says defensively.

Husk tilted his head, but chose not to question the snake. "Uh alright, I just wanted to ask how you are holding up? You know, after what just happened.” Husk asks him.

"I'm fine.” Pentious says. “I think... I mean, I wasn't exactly ready for all of you to know yet...but I suppose it isn't a bad thing…I do think I trust you.” The snake says. “…most of you.”

Husk nods. “Well, I don't care what the test says, you're alright in my book. And you don't have to live your life based on some random test just because of what Charlie says.

Pentious looks away from Husk for a moment before turning back to him. “I appreciate that. But, I am not ashamed to be a regressor, I'm glad I do it. When I did, for the first time since actually being a child..I felt safe.” He admits.

Husk hums.

“Speaking of...How's Angel?” Pentious asks him.

“I'm not sure…I tried talking to him but I don't know if it did any good.” Husk explains. "If he does talk to you, will you try and go easy on him? I have a feeling there's a lot more to this he's not telling us."

“I am not mad at Angel. Well, not after thinking it over.” Pentious admits. “Whatever the reason...I'm sure he had one." He sighs. "Sure, Angel can be a little…much sometimes, but he's no monster. In fact, if I had to choose one soul to put my life in their hands…it would probably be Angel…I trust he had his reasons, and I trust him when he said that he didn't mean for all of this to happen.”

Husk nods. "Not sure of his reasons, but I do trust he has them...even if they're stupid."

Pentious nods. "Yes...well, I really need to talk to Charlie now." Pentious says. "Make sure she's alright."

Husk nods and watches as Pentious makes his way downstairs.

Husk decides to head to his own room.

~~~Alastor and Angel:~~~~

Alastor overheard Husker and Pentious's conversation…

That stupid bird-fucking-cat! He had one job!

Well, it seems as though Alastor had to fix this himself…

Niffty was fast asleep, so he wasn't too concerned about her, he'd just have to be back before she woke up.

No little one should have to wake up from a nap all alone after all.

He uses his shadow magic to appear in Angel's room. "Oh, Angel, dear?" ~ He greets in a sing-song voice.

The spider did annoy him to no end, but he needed Angel to stay here.

Because of his deal!

He has to keep Charlie happy...

Has nothing to do with him not wanting to disappoint Niffty.

Not at all.

“I don't want to talk to you." Angel says, arms crossed as he turns away from Alastor.

“You're in a fine mood.” Alastor rolled his eyes while his smile stayed the same.

Angel looks at him, glares at him, then turns away again.

"Come now, Angel. What's really troubling you?" Alastor asks him.

“You know exactly what, asshole! You couldn't just let it go, could you?” Angel asks. “What is with you, Husk, and Charlie not minding your own business anyway?”

“If it's easier for you to blame me, then go ahead. But, I wasn't going to tell anyone about you, you palooka. I couldn't possibly care less if you're a little."

"What?" Angel asks.

"I have more important things on my mind. I only wanted you to think I was going to.”

“What!? You're such an asshole.” Angel mumbles. “How could you-?”

“Oh please, you pester me all the time with your advances, it was about time I got you back.” Alastor says, rolling his eyes.

Angel drops the anger immediately. “I guess I did deserve it...” Angel admits sorrowfully. "I'm sorry."

“Think nothing of it, just stop this senseless self pitying and apologize to Charlie and then tell her you'll stay at the hotel.”

“Why do you care if I stay?” Angel asks. “You've never cared what happens to me.”

“I don't care, but everyone else seems to. Charlie seems to believe your presence in the hotel is crucial to its success.” Alastor explains. “The princess of hell thinks you are worth her time. Clearly that says something.” Alastor says.

Angel doesn’t respond to that, he frowns and holds himself. She'd belive in anyone…

Alastor sighs internally, why can't people just hide their emotions properly? It's so easy! And Angel used to be so good at it too till Husker corrupted him with his sorcery he called 'friendship.'

Tisk.

"Unless there's more to this than you're letting on?" Alastor asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you really a little too?" Angel asks him, as if that was important for him to know.

Alastor ponders that for a moment. Could he trust the spider with that kind of information?

He supposed enough people know about him now that one more really wouldn't matter. Angel wouldn't be the worst one to know about him. He's not afraid of anyone Angel could accidentally tell.

But, just to be sure…

"You keep my secret, I'll keep yours. We got a deal?" Alastor asks, holding out his hand.

Angel agrees and shakes his hand...

The deal was binding.

"Alright, I do regress on occasion." Alastor admits. "But I may have exaggerated a bit on the test to mess with Charlie and Vaggy."

“Huh. Suppose you and I got more in common than I thought.” Angel says.

Alastor rolls his eyes. “You have no idea." He mumbles.

There was a pause.

“I can't tell anyone anything you say, and vise versa. So, you don't have to be afraid of me. Just say whatever you need to.” Alastor tells him.

The tension leaves Angel’s face… he’s right. He could say anything, Alastor has no choice but to keep it a secret.

"If you really do regress, you should understand why I wouldn't want everyone knowing about it." Angel says.

"Well, I understand why you wouldn't want me knowing about it, or anyone else. But the rest of the hotel?" He asks. "They care too much to use that information against you."

"I know...it's just- I don't tell anyone about me being a little...the only person who knows is someone who...can't be around very often."

"It may surprise you to know that I understand your situation. I once had a 'caregiver' who couldn't stick around for five minutes." Alastor explains. "But, once I met a better caregiver, regression became less...much."

"Do you ever feel lonely?" Angel asks him.

Alastor raises an eyebrow. "Do YOU?" Alastor asks him back.

"...sometimes." Angel answers reluctantly.

"Perhaps Charlie and Husker could help you with that?" Alastor suggests.

"But, what if I'm just too much for them to handle?" Angel asks.

Alastor chuckles. "My good man, as a difficult little myself, I guarantee you that if they really care about you, they'll learn how to make it work."

Angel doesn't look reassured, but instead more nervous.

Alastor sighs.

This stupid fucking spider.

If he wasn't forced to be here-

Smile, Alastor....

“How about this…If they do reject you for being a little, I promise not to. In fact, I'll go as far as to swear that if they do, I'll even be your…caregiver.” He says, barely getting the word out.

“Seriously?” Angel scoffs. “You'd be willing to do that?” He asks, not convinced in the slightest.

Alastor rolls his eyes. “Hah. No. Of course not! But, that's how certain I am that Charlie will not give up on you.”

"You put a lot of faith in her." Angel says.

"Someone should." Alastor shrugs. "She's never done me wrong before."

And she won't so long as he keeps playing nice...

Angel looks away for a moment, considering. “No offense, I'd rather find a turtle for a caregiver than to ask you." Angel chuckles.

"Fair enough." Alastor shrugs.

Angel sighs. "Husk is right...I do want to trust them, but- I've trusted the wrong people before, I don't want to go through that again- I- I... can't go through that again." Angel says.

"Everyone has trusted the wrong person before, Angel." Alastor explains, holding Angel's shoulders, forcing the spider look him in the eye. "The gamble is part of the fun. If you never trust anyone, you're robbing them the opportunity to prove to you that they're trustworthy."

Angel raises an eyebrow at Alastor, confused as to why the radio demon cared at all.

"You can always go back to your master, but you won't always have the opportunity to redeem yourself." Alastor says.

"You don't even believe in the hotel." Angel says.

"Then pray tell, why am I here talking to you?" Alastor asks him.

Angel looks up at Alastor, so he offers his hand.

And once Angel takes it, Alastor leads him out of his room.

“Wait a minute, where are we going?” Angel asks, but still follows Alastor through the hallway.

They stop at the door and Alastor knocks.

As soon as he hears the paws walk up to the door, Alastor disappears to leave Angel and him alone.

~~~Angel and Husk:~~~

The door opens, and a winged cat answers.

“…Hi.” Angel says, looking at Husk with those huge, complicated eyes that made Husk melt internally.

Husk raises his eyebrows. “You're still here.” He says.

“Yeah…Can we talk?” Angel asks.

Husk smiles and opens his bedroom door wider. “Always.”

~~~Pentious, Charlie, and Vaggie:~~~~

Vaggie was still cradling Charlie in her arms when they heard the knocking.

“Charlie, Vaggie? May I please enter the room? It's Pentious.” The snake asks on the other side of the door.

“Is it okay if Pentious comes in?” Vaggie asks Charlie.

Charlie nods, taking her paci out of her mouth so she can talk. “Is otay.”

“You can come in, Pen.” Vaggie tells him.

Pentious opens up the door and slivers inside. “Hello, my dears. Are you both alright?” He asks.

“Yeah, we're okay.” Vaggie says. “Are you?”

“Yes, I'm quite alright as well. I just wanted you to know, Charlie, that…well, I'm sorry the test didn't work out or help Angel in any way…but, it did help me-”

“Before you continue, I should probably let you know that Charlie is currently little right now.” Vaggie explains. “Any big talk may have to wait til later.”

“Oh really? How- how young is she?” Pentious asks, tilting his head.

Charlie looks at Pentious, confused by the question.

“How old are you, Charlie?” Vaggie asks her.

Charlie slowly raises three fingers happily, so proud of herself to know how big she is!

"Good job, little one." Vaggie praised, causing her little one to giggle happily.

Pentious thinks it over and decided that she’s probably old enough for this. “I made this for you to show my gratitude.” Pentious hands her his box.

Charlie takes it and looks at Vaggie for guidance.

"It's okay, go ahead." Vaggie says to her.

So Charlie opens it and sees a small wooden snake toy painted in reds and yellows.

“I am eternally grateful for you, Charlie. You helped me become a better person, took me in. And you truly inspire me every day.” Pentious says. “I would be lost without you.”

Vaggie smiles at Pentious…

The snake started off trying to kill them, and now he's so kind and-

…

Angel wasn't a bad person either, she knows that.

He's just scared…

He's been through hell and made one mistake-

Sure, what he did was still wrong…but-

She lied to Charlie about being an Angel, she tried to kill Pentious…what made her any better?

“Snek!” Charlie says, showing the snake to Vaggie by shoving it in her face.

Vaggie closes her eyes tight and flinches at the sudden contact, then pushes the snake toy away gently. “Yes, I see it.” Vaggie chuckles. “What do you say to Pentious?”

“Tank oo’ Pen.” Charlie says, reaching out to hug the snake tightly.

Pentious is not exactly sure what to do with the hug...but, he smiles at her and softly returns it as best as he can.“You are very welcome, my dear.”

Pentious let go of her, and Charlie sits back down. "Snek snek snek. Daddy wa' a snek, gonna get all da apples!" ~ Charlie sings, playing with the snake, it was very well made, it actually moved like a snake when you played with it correctly.

"Has Angel left yet?" Vaggie asks Pentious.

Pentious shrugs. "I don't think so, but Husk mentioned that he tried talking to him, it doesn't sound like it went well.”

"Angel gon' stay, Vaggie?" Charlie asks her.

Vaggie nods and pets Charlie's head. "Yeah, everything will be okay. Don't worry about it. Pentious, do you think you can watch Charlie for a bit while I talk to our strange spider friend?” Vaggie asks.

“Can do.” Pentious says, saluting. “The little princess is in safe and capable hands.” He promised.

Vaggie nods. She kneels down beside the couch and kisses Charlie's forehead. “Be good, I'll be right back.”

Charlie is a little confused, but she doesn't argue. “Mtay mommy.” She says.

“That's my good girl.” Vaggie says, kissing her forehead again for good measure.

She loved Charlie so much!

She can't let her down!

She won't!

~~~Husk and Angel:~~~

“So…you're a little?” Husk asks him.

Angel and Husk are sitting on the bed, the room was pretty quiet, but not in an awkward way…in almost a comfortable way?

He's not sure why, he usually hates the quiet.

Angel hugs his legs tight to his chest as he nods. “I started regressing sometime in my twenties but didn't really know what it was…then many years later, ‘few decades in hell, I found a post on Velblr about it…explaining what it was.” Angel explains.

“It was something so pure, so non-sexual, something…safe.” Angel moved to hold his arms, he couldn't stop fidgeting. “It was so innocent and it made me feel…comforted. I hadn't felt that way since…well…before hell, and then some.” Angel says.

Husk nods, humming quietly, he's not sure what he's supposed to say…he doesn't fully understand regression, he doesn't know what would be appropriate.

“I understand if you think I'm weird, if you feel differently about me…I know it's weird- it is weird, it's very very weird.” Angel says.

“It is weird.” Husk agrees. “But if it helps you…I think it's pretty cool.”

“R-really?” Angel asks.

“Yeah.” Husk confirms. “This doesn't change anything either, I don't feel any different. I still care for you the same way.”

Angel smiles. “Thanks, Husk.”

“And if you ever want to talk more about it, I'd love to hear anything you want to share.” Husk says. “Learn more about your regression.”

“Why?” Angel asks.

“It's a part of you.” Husk says. “The real you. I would even like to meet your regressed self, if that's okay.”

“Husk, you would hate my regressed self.” Angel says. “He's loud, and whiney, and needy-”

“And how is that any different than regular you?” Husk asks.

Angel rolls his eyes. “Funny.”

“I honestly don't care what you're like when you're small, or how needy you get. Whatever it is you need, I'm here for you." Husk says.

Angel turns away from Husk, hoping the cat can't see his expression.

What was he feeling?

Flustered?

Giddy?

“Nervous?”

He's not sure.

But it was a lot!

But it was..kinda good?

He felt safe with Husk.

It felt like…

He was home.

But, he's not really sure if that's a good thing.

He's not sure if that was…okay.

But, he did like it.

~~~Vaggie and Angel:~~~

Vaggie walked upstairs and knocked on Angel's door. “Angel?” Vaggie calls out. “I'm not gonna yell again- I just want to talk…if you can hear me, I just wanted to apologize.”

“Okay, if you don't say something, I'm going to open the door…” Vaggie says. She waited a few seconds before opening the door.

“Angel?” Vaggie asks, but doesn't see him.

She walked over to Husk's room, maybe he can have an idea. She knocks on the door and the cat answers. “Can I help you?” He asks her.

“Angel isn't in his room, do you have any idea where he might be?” Vaggie asks him.

Husk looks behind him at Angel who stands up to look at Vaggie.

“Oh thank fuck, I thought you left.” Vaggie says with relief.

Angel crosses his arms awkwardly. “I thought that's what you wanted.” He says, a bit confused.

“Can we talk in the hall please?” Vaggie asks.

Angel shrugs. “Yeah…I guess.”

Angel walks towards the door, and Husk smiles at him, an attempt to comfort him maybe? Angel wasn't sure.

Vaggie walked through the hall and sat down on the top of the staircase.

Angel sits next to her, rather reluctantly, scooting as far away from her as possible. “So…uh-” Angel isn't sure where to start- explanation? Apology? Should he ask where Charlie is? Was she okay?

“I'm sorry I yelled at you, Angel.” Vaggie says.

“What?” Angel asks. “You're sorry? But I'm the one who-”

Vaggie doesn't let him finish. “I get so insecure about being a little sometimes.” She admits. “My old friends, they weren't exactly the kind of people I could open up to…Charlie was the first one I knew I could trust since ditching those old friends. I got defensive and lashed out at you instead of talking to you, and I'm really sorry.”

“I get that…” Angel says; He's known to lash out at people when he's upset. “You have nothin to apologize for…I should have just talked to Alastor, it wasn't right to get everyone else involved…I'm the one who's sorry, your reaction was justified.” Angel says.

Vaggie disagrees, but she doesnt want to sit and argue with Angel all day. “Well, everyone makes mistakes, Angel. But, we can get through this. Let's just take today as a lesson, to be more understanding and respectful of others in the future. Second chances is what this place is all about after all.” She says, rubbing her arm awkwardly.

Angel nods. “Sounds good…” he awkwardly rubbing his arm while Vaggie fiddles with her hair, none of them are fans of these awkward emotional conversations. And they've hardly spoken to each other at all- this was whole new territory.

“Angel, I don't know what you go through every day, I don't know what's going on… but, we can handle it. It's okay to talk if you want to. Even if we can't really fix it, we can at least be there for you. Especially Charlie, she's an amazing listener if you give her the chance, I guarantee you, she can make this a safeplace for you.”

Angel sighs, deciding maybe he should talk now? “It's not easy to talk about,” Angel admits. “I was scared, because I know if I took that test, Charlie and you would know that I'm a little too…I'm not sure if I'm ready to face whatever that says about me.”

Vaggie grabs his shoulder. “It doesn't say anything bad about you. Trust me, I know what you're going through. It's not easy to trust people, especially when you have had a bad experience trusting before. But, we're willing to listen, we'd never force you to do anything you're uncomfortable with, and-” Vaggie pauses until Angel looks at her, “we will be there for you, whatever you need. We want you here…I want you here.”

Angel blinks a little faster, not really expecting this from Vaggie…

“I promise you, Angel. We won't let you fall.” Vaggie swears.

'Keep holding on'

Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

Just stay strong'

Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you

There's nothing you could say (nothing you could say)

Nothing you could do (nothing you could do)

There's no other way when it comes to the truth

So keep holding on'

Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

Hear me when I say, when I say, "I believe"

Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny

Whatever is meant to be will work out perfectly.'

~Keep holing on, Avril Lavigne

Possum: The song Vaggie sings is from Barbie as rapunzel 💜

Sorry for the late update! I tried so hard (and got so far) to finish this chapter on time!

I tried updating earlier but so many new ideas for this chapter kept arising, and then I had no ideas because they were all overwhelming me and then I thought it was good enough to post- then decided it absolutely was NOT!

Hope this chapter was alright. I stayed up every night since the last update working on it lol

I'm not sure how I feel about it...I think I like it alright, but im too tired to tell

But I hope you all like it!

I am so tired. Lol 😆

I need to sleep but my body doesn't know how!

I'll sleep when I'm dead in hazbin he'll.

Actually...I'll probably write fanfics from there too lol

Oh! Also confirmed Niffty is a mouse pet regressor hahaha! Okay- bye!!!

Tag: @todayimfour @trophyxtissues2 @ask-dusty-boy @dex-dawn @abby5577 @babiegurlmuffin 💕

#💜 regression #little ryn #ittybittysinners #hazbin hotel agere #hazbin hotel age regression #helluva boss age regression #helluva boss agere #age regression fanfic #little!angel dust #Little!Niffty #Pet regressor Niffty #Little!Charlie #Cg!Alastor #Cg!Vaggie #Age regressor Charlie #Age regressor Angel Dust

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little!angel fic!

hey y'all! i'm new to tumblr but i am the creator of "Drip, Drip, Drop" on ao3! i'm using tumblr to promote the fic to some who might like it! also because i've never really used tumblr and there is SO MUCH agere stuff on here that i am living for!

anyways! this is the fic! i just uploaded chapter 11 not too long ago! please look at the trigger warnings at the beginning of each chapter! they can be heavy!

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Would you be willing to do caregiver Angel Dust or Caregiver Fizz and Asmodeus(since their a couple) ?

CG angel dust 🕸️ ᝰ.ᐟ

hi anon :D ! yes ofc i'd be happy to do both ! cg fizz & ozzie will be posted separately :3

🕸️ ☆ angel is definitely a flip! he leans more towards being a cg :D

🕸️ ☆ he found out about your regression when he accidentally walked in on you taking a nap, curled up with a binkie and your favourite blankie.

🕸️ ☆ he absolutely melted over the sight and went down to the kitchen to make you some warm milk for incase you woke up.

🕸️ ☆ he did tease you for it for awhile but only playfully.

🕸️ ☆ he began to check up on you all the time whilst you were tiny, and eventually he just became your caregiver.

🕸️ ☆ loves to carry you everywhere with his second arms! usually feeding you with his first set of arms, one with the bottle in hand and the other pinching your cheeks.

🕸️ ☆ refers to you as 'toots' , 'shnookums' , 'darling' and 'sweetness'.

🕸️ ☆ brings the juiciest gossip for tea parties with your stuffies!

🕸️ ☆ "and THEN, can you believe she said _____? that absolute bi-" "ANGEL!" - charlie

🕸️ ☆ had to watch his language all the time around you, eventually he gave up though. however, he will give you a talking to if you start repeating him.

🕸️ ☆ loves when you refer to him as 'angie' , 'baba' , 'bubsie'.

🕸️ ☆ when you're an older kiddo, he is such a chaotic cg. he catches you scribbling on the walls? he joins in.

🕸️ ☆ but when you're just a tiny baby, he just loves to fuss over you all the time.

🕸️ ☆ "shnookums you're just the teeniest lil' thing, aww aren't you just a small little darling?"

🕸️ ☆ cherri is your babysitter! whenever angel leaves for work he drops you off with cherri for the day.

🕸️ ☆ angel gives her a very strict set of rules for you, but she'll forget after about two minutes and let's you blow things up.

🕸️ ☆ if you're a padded regressor, he's even more fussy over you and get's super protective.

🕸️ ☆ "awh shnookums, what's the matter? you've had an accident? you poor lil' thing, c'mere sweetness let's clean you up, yeah?"

🕸️ ☆ talks you through it whilst changing you, making 100% sure that you're okay with this.

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Angel Dust Agere Headcanons Part 2!

Since my last list of Angel Dust headcanons was well received, I’m making more! Enjoy all!

Angel Dust’s biggest struggle with Age Regression is with diapers- but not using them. Because of his work with Val he’s done plenty of things other people would find gross or nasty, so that part doesn’t really bother him. It’s being able to trust somebody enough to let them change him that’s the struggle. After a long period of doing it for himself, Alastor finally got him to let down his guard and let him change him. For a long time Alastor was the only one allowed to change him. Since then, Charlie and Husk have been added to the list.

Angel prefers to crawl in his headspace at any age because when he stands up and is taller than everyone else it doesn’t make him feel as little as he wants to feel.

When Angel is very little (5 months and below) and Alastor has to go to the radio station, he has a setup for Angel in the studio. This includes a cradle that uses magic to rock him to sleep, and a playpen that changes what is inside of it to fit Angel’s current needs. Both are soundproofed so that the broadcast isn’t interrupted, but the magic in both objects tells Alastor what his current needs are making it effortless for Alastor to put on some music and attend to him swiftly.

Since Angel can’t die of many of the same consequences human children face, Alastor has adapted a natural consequences philosophy when it comes to dealing with Angel giving trouble at any age in his headspace, and finds it works extremely well for him.

Angel Dust is the most bratty around Husk and Vaggie if he’s having a hard day, because they’ll usually shrug it off and bitch about things with him.

Alastor asks Rosie for a recommendation for a seamstress around the time of Angel’s birthday. She gives it to him, and he pays a pretty penny to give Angel a very special birthday present- a bunch of clothes that match or go with his outfits made for Fat Nuggets. Angel is delighted to dress up Fat Nuggets (who is not as enthused), but Fat Nuggets is delighted when Angel carries him everywhere declaring them twins.

When Angel’s separation anxiety from Alastor is extreme and he’s acutely distressed, Husk will sit beside him and purr, letting Angel pet him to help him calm down.

Angel has regressed on the job exactly one time, and no one talks about it. After filming a scene that triggered him to the point of tears due to it resembling a real experience he’d had in his life of assault, he locked himself in his dressing room with Val pounding on the door barking at him to get back on the set. Angel hurriedly gets his phone and calls Alastor, before hiding in his closet and shutting the door to feel some semblance of safety. Within the next twenty minutes everything goes quiet, and when the closet door is opened, it’s by Alastor, who made sure every single camera in the place was distorted so his breakdown couldn’t be publicized. Alastor walks him out of the studio, before he carries him back to the hotel when he can’t walk anymore. No one who was there on the set ever discusses it, and Alastor made sure of it.

Angel likes to dress in pink footed pajamas, pinafore dresses with a shirt underneath, and anything in soft pastel colors.

Because of Alastor’s abilities and a lot of the hotel residents not liking to say no to him, Angel is extremely spoiled materially. Anything he wants is his within reason.

Angel likes to fall asleep cuddling things- whether those things are blankets, stuffed animals, or fat nuggets. But he will not sleep without something either warm or soft to cuddle.

Angel frequently has nightmares while little as a result of his trauma, and often goes to Alastor in the middle of the night for comfort. But since Alastor values his sleep and definitely can’t handle being cuddled all night, he put a system in place for those nights. There’s a cradle right next to his bed. Alastor sleeps with one arm hanging just over the inside of the cradle. When Angel comes in, he climbs into the cradle and will hold onto Alastor’s hand until he falls asleep.

Everybody at the hotel was pretty suspicious about whether or not Alastor was sincerely attached to Angel or if it was just a manipulation tactic- especially Vaggie and Husk. However, when Val comes to the hotel one day looking for Angel they see his protectiveness first hand. When Angel refuses to go with him, Val gets angry and raises a hand to him (Angel flinches and yes this one made me sad for that visual alone), but Alastor shields him and comes up beside him telling him that as the hotel manager, he’s asking him to leave. When Val asks what will happen if he doesn’t, Alastor doesn’t hesitate to put the fear of God (lol) in him, before swiftly turning around and making sure Angel is okay. Nobody questions it after this.

Angel calls Alastor Papa but doesn’t call anyone Mama or Mom. However, he does call Rosie “Zia”, meaning Aunt.

Angel has a particular fondness for being doted on or fussed over at any age, and often bonds with Alastor that way since they both struggle with touch.

Bonus Material: Angel’s favorite things (by category and starting with infancy and aging up!)

Foods: Milk, banana purée, rice cereal, mashed peas, pain au chocolat, croissants, biscotti, zucchini, spaghetti carbonara, lasagna, pizza, ice cream, cookies.

Toys: Teether, Rattle, toy keys, stacking rings, toy car, toys that light up, toys that sing, stuffed animals, dolls, tea set, dress up clothing.

People: Alastor, Cherri Bomb, Husk, Charlie, Niffty, Vaggie, Sir Pentious, The Egg Boiz

Feelings: Being rocked and held before falling asleep, being read to, nursing his pacifier, being sung to, cuddling Fat Nuggets, playing with his favorite toys, dressing up, making a new friend, being accepted as he is.

Small things that make him happy: Alastor turning off the radio effect of his voice to talk to him, Charlie fussing over him with a smile, Vaggie sneaking him a piece of candy, Sir Pentious and the egg boiz letting him nap in their nest, Niffty playing with him, Husk being softer and gentler with him, whenever Cherri Bomb calls him Darl (short for Darling).

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can you do ted logan from bill and ted please <3

TED LOGAN from BILL AND TED is an Age Regressor! 🎀

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omgggg!!! Cg!steve harrington!!! 🥺🥹🌟

Safe Haven

Pairing: CG!Steve Harrington x Little!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: my first stevie h. fic!! my wonderful ♡ anon inspired me not just to write for him but also to rewatch season 3 which i forgot how much i loved 💕 i wanna start writing for robin because even the little bit that she appears here was so fun to write tbh!! warning for an almost swearword lol but other than that i hope its super fluffy and that you guys enjoy!!

You didn't mind the days that Steve worked. Most days, you called up Dustin and the gang, or Nancy, or Eddie, or you just stayed home by yourself and kept busy with any number of hobbies and activities. Today was different though; lightning ripped through the skies of Hawkins, rain spitting down so hard it nearly drowned out the cracks of thunder that interrupted your every thought. You could feel the anxious regression creeping up on you, and although you'd normally be fine being in little mode unattended in the safety of your home, but with the storm outside turning the daylight black, home didn't feel so safe anymore. Before you could get too little and before the storm could get too heavy, you were grabbing your bag and pulling on your heaviest hoodie, tucking the laces into the sides of your shoes to avoid the stress of tying them as you set out on your journey to Starcourt Mall.

Just the walk from your house to the covered bus stop had you soaked through to your shirt, and you shivered in the seat as the bus trundled down the slick streets towards the mall. You blinked your eyes, and repeatedly made fists and unfurled them, desperately trying anything to distract you from crying before you could make it to the back rooms of Scoops Ahoy. Normally you didn't like to bother Steve at work, no matter how many times he reassured you that you were always welcome there, but you felt this was rational option for you given the situation.

When the bus pulled up to the front of the mall, you lined up with the other passengers before sprinting the gap between the bus and the covered entrance. Once inside the dry safety of the indoors, your body mindlessly guided you to Scoops, the illuminated sign shining like the sun you needed so desperately today. Despite the weather being anything but summery, it seemed like everyone in Hawkins was getting ice cream this afternoon, and with your fear of being a bother far stronger than your need for comfort right now, you opted to sit at an unoccupied table in the front corner of the shop, furthest away from the counter.

Opening your backpack, you pulled out your notebook and a gel pen, hoping to distract yourself until the crowds died down. You could hardly keep your attention on the page for more than 15 seconds, flicking your eyes up to the counter and hoping to catch Steve's sooner rather than later. Your prayers were answered as he handed a double chocolate cone the next woman in line, his gaze scanning the remaining customers just as you'd popped your head up to check on him for the fiftieth time. His eyes got wide when he saw your distraught face silently pleading for his attention, and he intended to give you just that. Steve gave you a reassuring nod before holding a finger up to the next customer in line, and then disappeared into the back room. Moments later, he returned with Robin, who took over cash register duty while Steve circled around the counter and speed-walked over to you.

"Honey bun, you doing alright?" He asked softly, already recognizing your fragile state and not bothering with pleasantries as he slid into the booth next to you.

"Yeah," you nodded, "just wanted to see you, that's all."

"Are you sure? Is there anything I can do to help you?" Steve took one of your hands in his .

"No, its okay." You lied. "You can go back to work, I'm alright just sitting here."

Steve saw through you instantly. He knew exactly what you were feeling and exactly what you were needing now. He looked up at Robin, capably handling the next customers in line, and stood up with your hand still in his.

"Yeah, no, that's bull, come on baby." He started to tug at your hand.

Not wanting to argue, nor to be left without the warmth of Steve's grip, you gathered your things and stood up with him, letting yourself be led to the back room of Scoops Ahoy.

You'd never been back here before, and although you didn't really have any expectations to begin with, they certainly weren't exceeded. The employees only break area was bleak and grey, a single table in the center of the room, a big industrial sink, several humming freezers and fridges, and wiry metal shelves were the only things there; but it was quiet, and it was unoccupied. Steve brought you over to sit in at the table in a cold metal chair, digging through your bag and setting out all of your pens in a colorful array, and opened your notebook to a fresh page. Then, he went over to one of the fridges and pulled out a cold water bottle, as well as a bottle of apple juice, and he set them both on the table as well. Finally, he crouched next to you, taking your chin softly in his hand.

"I gotta go back to work now, okay baby? But I'll be back before you know it."

You nodded, and Steve continued speaking to you.

"We close at 8:00pm." Steve grabbed one of your gel pens and drew a little picture on the corner of the notebook page. "So when the clock looks like that, we can go back home and cuddle all night long. You can even help me lock up the shop if you want, how's that sound baby?"

"Okay dada," you whispered, and Steve pressed a soft kiss to the tip of your nose.

"That's my little bumblebee. I'll just be through that window right there if you need me for anything at all."

And with one more kiss, Steve was back to work. After a few more reassuring glances from him through the partition window, you finally felt at ease enough to start drawing in your notebook, now comfortable passing the time until Steve was off work. With the tension finally released from your anxious body, you lost yourself in your art, coloring little animals, stars and planets, flowers, bugs, and ice cream cones. Before you knew it, you heard Steve's voice call out to the customers still enjoying a late evening treat.

"Alright everybody, Scoops Ahoy is officially closed. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!"

Sure enough, the clock on the wall matched the picture Steve had drawn. Your attention was drawn to the door as Robin walked into the back room, grabbing her bag and a soda from the fridge.

"See ya, kiddo!" She said, flashing a peace sign at you as she went back out to the front of the store, waving to Steve as she exited. "Thanks for closing up."

Steve waved back as Robin mingled into the crowd of shoppers all on their own way back home, then turned to you.

"I just gotta clean up a few things before we go," he said, leaning through the window, "but before I do, may I take your order?"

You grinned widely before turning back to your notebook, scribbling out a drawing of your favorite ice cream flavor absolutely covered in toppings. You ripped out the page and handed it to Steve.

"Coming right up baby!"

You happily munched on your ice cream while Steve closed up boxes of toppings and stacked them on the shelves. When the back room was clean, he helped you put your pens away and carried your backpack and ice cream out to the front of the store so you could stay close to him while he wiped off each of the tables, mopped the floors, and closed out the cash register. Finally, Steve helped you throw away the trash from your ice cream, hoisted your backpack onto his shoulder, and held your hand as you slid out from the booth. You walked together to the front of the store, where Steve stopped and turned to you.

"Would you like to do the honors, honey bun?" He asked, motioning towards the big light switch that controlled the fancy neon sign in the entranceway.

You nodded, reaching up on your tiptoes to flip the switch, and suddenly the empty mall became a lot darker around you. Steve noticed you tense up and immediately, his hand was back in yours.

"Don't worry baby. I've got you. You're safe with me." He said, holding you tight as he led you to the garage, and not intending to let go of you for a very long time.

#🩵 regression #little ryn #steve harrington x little!reader #steve x little!reader #cg!steve #cg!steve harrington #cg!steve x little!reader #steve harrington #daddy!steve harrington #daddy!steve harrington x little reader #stranger things agere

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honestly love these headcanons!!! They make so much sense!!!

especially with Lucifer, the line, "you like girls?!?! So do I!! We-we have so much in common!!!!!" screams adhd!!!! 😂😂😂

Ok, but there are so many neurodivergent babs and caretakers in the Hazbin Universe. Any thoughts, my unpossumlike friend?

Honestly yeah.

And ty for acknowledging my unpossumness. ^^ lol

So many neurodivergent coded characters on the show.

(Disclaimer: These are headcannons from me. Not fact of the shows. We ourself are neurodivergent, but is not expert. Mkay? Cool.)

I headcannon Moxxie, Stolas, Pentious and maybe Vox are autistic.

-Socially awkwardness, social difficulties.

-Special interests/hyperfixations.

-Disregulated emotions.

-Difficilty reading people.

-repetative behaviors

-Anxiety

-repetativeness

- Sensitive to sound

-Unaware of others emotions.

-Compulsiveness.

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I also believe these guys have ADHD: (Blitzø, Adam, and lucifer)

-hyperfixations.

-Lack of attention span.

-Talks excessively.

-Very Fidgety.

-Easily distracted

-Forgetfulness.

-Boredom

-irritability

-lack of resteint

-Boredom

-Excitability

-Hyperactivity

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And I believe Niffty has OCD.

This video is why >Video<

She can talk waaaaay better than we can type.

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I also think Angel dust may have BPD.

(I don't think we have this, but my BFF does...man, I love them so much!)

-Mood swings

-Dissociation

-SH/Self destructive behaviors.

-distorted self image

-Rejection sensativity

-irritability

-Hostility/irritability

-Anxiety

-depression.

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Now these guys Def neurodivergent....but even I can't even begin to try and understand these guys: (Lute and Alastor.)

Let me know your thoughts.

These are just my personal headcannons and why. I research mental health quite a bit, but of course I am no expert, if I got something wrong here, please correct me.

And yeah! Do you think any HH/HB characters are Neurodivergent?

@todayimfour @trophyxtissues2 @ask-dusty-boy @dex-dawn @abby5577

#ittybittysinners #hazbin hotel agere #hazbin hotel age regression #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel lucifer #Hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel niffty

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are the mlp horses the same size as actual horses because real horses are enormous and terrifying

so logically

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should be in bed! i's knows (it 3am for me 😭)

1st i just couldn't sleep, then I saw a mistake on a project! need to fix!!! (but after, sleep!)

#🩵 regression #little ryn #age regression #agere #sfw age regression #sfw agere #should be in bed

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Just read on Ao3!!

my heart reaches out to Angel!!! Hope he'll be okay!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

love this fic so much!!!!

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1.8 Guardians, & Angel's ❤️⚔️🪽

⚠️TW: Getting caught, Valentino, screaming, fighting, (perfect storms) mean words, fear of abandonment, getting kicked out, abuse, past abuse... LMK if I should add, if I missed something.

This one is gonna be the hurt- Next chapter gonna be the Hurt/comfort.

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'I made a wreck out of my handI put it through the wallI made a fist and not a plan

Call me a reckless wrecking ballI throw my plates against the wall

And give it all I got

I aim to break not one but all

I'm just a big ol' wrecking ball

I am unruly in the stands

I am a rock on top of the sand

I am a fist amidst the hands

And I break it just because I can.'~Wrecking ball, Mother mother.

~~~Husk:~~~

Husk's morning routine has changed a lot this year.

Lately, he has woken up and actually started to take care of himself.

Cleaned himself up, brushed out his fur, making sure he looked presentable for the hotel…

But he also ate food and drank water, which was…new.

He remembered the days he wished he wouldn't get up…

The days he'd drink alcohol in the morning forget any and all events of the day prior.

His afterlife wasn't exactly better now, it didn't change too much…

He was still on a leash.

He just now had a few people worth getting up for… he supposed.

He wasn't sure if he liked just how much he cared, he sometimes wished he didn't.

He stays sober- or at least somewhat sober so he can remember small moments with these losers.

He walked downstairs and started getting everything situated at the bar. He actually looked up at the stairs every now and then to see when he they were coming downstairs.

He hears the sound of bottles clinking against each other in the cabinet.

Husk sighs and rolls his eyes, knowing exactly what it must be: he opens the door to the cabinet and pulls out the small strawberry colored rat-mouse he knew and loved. “Niffty, what were you doing in there?” Husk says her.

“Shh, hiding.” Niffty giggles.

“From who?” Husk asks.

Niffty shrugs and giggles more.

Husk sets her back on the floor. “Niffty, it's dangerous to play around glass. Why don't you go play in your maze for a bit instead, hm?” Husk asks.

Niffty whines. “Noo! I don't want to!”

Husk sighs. “Well, then why don't you bother Alastor? He's the one who's actually supposed to take care of you, right?” He asks.

“I bothered him last time.” Niffty says.

“Well, I don't know what to tell you, I can't entertain you right now, I'm working.” Husk says.

Niffty huffs and stomps away. “Fine, I'll go find someone else to play with me.”

Husk rolls his eyes.

Husk continued his work, his head down at the counter to wipe it clean.

“Angel, will you play with me?” Niffty asks.

“Not right now, Niff. I'm on the phone.” Angel says quietly to her.

Husk looked up upon hearing Angel, he sounded so nervous and stressed out.

“Yeah, I can- yes, alright.” Angel's lower hands are fiddling with his fingers anxiously as he talks.

Husk rolls his eyes, it didn't take a genius to figure out who was on the other side of that conversation.

Angel sighs. “Yes, Val. I'm on my way.”

“Good boy, I'll see you soon.” ~ Husk can hear Val purr before he hangs up the phone.

“You alright?” Husk asks Angel.

Angel forces a smile on his face. “Yeah…just Valentino…again.” Angel says. “Have to go into work and film for a bit.”

“Will you be back tonight?” Husk asks him.

“Why? Will you miss me, Husky?”~ Angel teases.

Husk glares at him wordlessly.

“I'm kidding.” Angel says. “I think I'll be back tonight, we just lost a few scenes from the last project, and now we gotta re-shoot them.”

Husk nods and hums. “Good luck,” he says, eyes back down at the counter.

“Thanks.” Angel smiles before walking out of the hotel.

Husker sighs, holding his head in agony.

“Poor Angel, I wish there was a way to get him out of there.” Charlie, the princess says, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

Husk straightens up upon seeing her. “He'll be fine.” He says.

“I don't know if Angel and fine go in the same sentence.” Charlie says. “At least not now, I- I just wish I could help him, but I also can't push his boundaries, and he's asked me to stay away from the studio and Valentino…”

Husk hums, he really doesn't want to think about Angel and Valentino right now… that fucking asshole really needs a knife through his throat.

It would be a good look for the moth.

“I feel like I'm completely failing him.” Charlie admits. “I'm supposed to help him, it's my job.”

“Angel can take care of himself.” Husk says, not sure if he honestly believes that.

Of course, Angel can take care of himself, but he can't escape the deal he made with Valentino…

He'd rather stay with Alastor for all eternity than let Angel suffer another day with Val-

Wait, he didn't mean that… Did he?

…Maybe he did.

“But, I can't help but worry about him.” Charlie says.

“I know what you mean…It seems like all I've been doing is worrying about him lately.” Husk admits before thinking.

Charlie looks up at him, her pupils expand as she gasps. “Oh my gosh, Husk!”

“What?” Husk asks.

“You're worried about Angel!” She says.

“Yeah, I think I just said that.” Husk rolls his eyes.

“Do you know what that means?!” She asks him.

Husk takes a step back defensively as his face starts to turn red. “What? It means nothing!”

“It means you're protective of Angel, you're practically his guardian!” Charlie says.

“Oh.” Husk says.

“What did you think I was going to say?” Charlie asks in confusion to his response.

“Nothing.” He says. “Wait- what do you mean I'm his guardian?”

“I said practically.” Charlie explains. “Guardians are sorta similar to Caregivers in a way; Caregivers feel a need to take care of certain people, guardians feel a need to protect certain people. Of course, Caregivers can be protective and Guardians can feel a need to look after those they protect. You feeling protective of Angel may mean you feel this need to look out for him, take care of him.” ~ Her voice gets a little high as she smiles brightly.

“So?”

“So…if you ever want to talk about that, that's what I'm here for.” Charlie says.

“I am not one of your wayward souls, Charlie.” Husk grumbles. “I'm not looking for redemption, Princess.”

Charlie nods. “Okay, well, I'm still here anyway, but as your friend, not your princess.” She says.

Husk hums, not giving her an answer.

“And you know, if the redemption thing works for Angel, it would be nice for him to have a friend up there with him.” Charlie says.

“Not my path.” Husk says. “I made my bed, accept it…I have.” He mumbles as he looks away from her.

Charlie nods, but doesn't say anything.

He knows she was desperate to say something else, but she didn't.

And he's glad she didn't.

Charlie walks upstairs, deciding to drop the issue and let him be.

Husk looks to the front door again.

Angel will be fine.

Charlie has nothing to worry about.

And if, by some miracle Angel does get into heaven,

Husk will find peace in that.

Somehow…

~~~Alastor:~~~

Alastor's head hurt.

His brain was fuzzy and his nerves were all over the place.

Repression symptoms were honestly so torturous.

He hated it!

But he had to endure it for now.

He had no time for childish nonsense.

Besides, he doesn't need it…

Husker thought he was very clever, threatening to call Rosie on him.

Who did Husker think he was?!

…

He can't deny how adorable the cat's little friendship with Angel was though.

Which is probably the only reason Husk got away with his disrespect.

Had nothing to do with his little threat of course…

Although, he's not sure if he's ready to talk to Rosie yet…

~~~Alastor, A few weeks ago:~~~~

Alastor waited outside of Carmilla's building where the overlords meeting was held for his small egg spy to come back with news.

“You weren't going to leave without saying hello, were you?” A voice asks him.

Alastor's smile turns brighter as he turns to the woman. “Perish the thought, Rosie. I was clearly waiting out here to greet you.” He lies.

“Oh I'm sure.” She says, a smile still wide on her charming face.

“A skeleton lady!” One of the eggs gasped.

“Gone for seven years, no postcard, no phone call? I didn't get one lousy letter from you.” Rosie complained. “You didn't even say goodbye, I thought you must be dead. Because my pal Alastor would surely never leave without saying goodbye.” She ridiculed in a playful manner.

“I apologize, Rosie. I would have told you if I could. Trust me, it couldn't be helped.” Alastor explained.

Rosie hums, clearly not loving the sound of that.

“Careful, boss, she looks like she's up to no good!” One of the others say.

Alastor rolls his eyes and ignores the little egg creature.

“I see.” Rosie says, holding her hands on her hips, her face clearly concerned for his well being. “Are you okay?” She asks.

“I'll be fine, Rosie. Don't worry, there is no cause for concern.” He promised. “I have everything handled as always.”

“If you say so, I'll trust you. But that doesn't mean I won't worry.” She says. “You have a knack for getting into trouble.”

“I am not in any trouble, Rosie.” Alastor says with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. “Like I said, I have it handled.”

“You'd better, mister.” She says. ”Or I'll have to come and straighten it all out for you. And you won't like it if I do.”

“Want me to get rid of her for you boss?” One of the annoying eggs asks.

“I'd like to see you try.” Alastor says to Rosie with a laugh.

The egg however assumed Alastor was talking to him, so he waddled over to Rosie and started pushing her leg…which obviously did nothing, they were tiny. So, she kicked the egg and it rolled and hit all the other eggs.

“So, uh- do I want to know about the eggs?” Rosie asks him.

Alastor looks down at the small egg creatures. “Ah yes, the egg creatures…”

The little eggs got back on their feet, dizzy albeit, as they attempted to once again attack Rosie.

“Enough.” Alastor says to them. “Rosie is a friend, not an enemy, you nitwit.” He says.

The little eggs spun around. “Whatever you say boss!”

Rosie chuckles. “They're charming.”

“I was asked to dispose of the little pests.” He explains.

Rosie looks at them and smiles. “Oh, don't you dare. They're far too adorable.” Rosie says.

“You want them?” Alastor asks.

“Haha…no.” She says, face dropping the enthusiasm. “I have enough pests, but they're too cute to destroy.”

“Thank you, skeleton lady.”

Rosie gave a curtsey to the small egg. “Of course, darling.”

“What would you suggest I do with them then?” Alastor asks.

Rosie taps her chin. “Hmm…cook them?” She suggests. “They're probably sweet.”

“Interesting.” Alastor hums.

“I must be off, Susan will have a cow if I'm late for the town meeting.” She says.

Ah the cannibal town meeting, those were fun.

“Farewell Rosie, send everyone in cannibal town my regards.” Alastor says.

“I will. And hey! Don't be a stranger, mister. You hear me? I expect a visit from you soon.” She tells him.

Alastor smiles as she walks away…

He truly did miss that wonderful smile, she truly had a way of making him feel right at home.

~~~~Alastor:~~~

It's not like he didn't think about calling her, visiting, letting go and allowing them to have a real conversation…

Honestly, there was nothing he wanted more than to converse with his best friend and (as Husker put it) ‘’Caregiver’’ again.

Hear all the town gossip,

Maybe even allow her to take care of him for a short while…if she wants..

But only for a short while!

Because he didn't need to regress…at least not as often as other littles…

‘Nonsense, Alastor.’ She had told him. ‘All littles need to regress at least twice a month. Repression only leads to more stress.’

And she wasn't exactly wrong…he supposed.

But alas,

He must endure it for now.

He has a deal to fulfill.

He needed to help Charlie with her ridiculous hotel.

If he wants to keep his powers that is…

He has no time for friendship right now.

No time to be little.

He had work to do…

That’s what was important.

There was a small knock at his door.

Alastor hates that door sometimes…

He walks over and opens it, no surprise he's met with the tiny souris.

“Niffty, what is it?” He asks her.

“Husk told me to bother you.” Niffty says.

“Why? Were you bothering him?” Alastor asks.

Niffty looks away from him. “Maaaayyyybeee.”

Alastor tisks and shakes his head. “Niffty, how many times must I tell you to not bother Husker while he is working?” Alastor asks.

“But it's fun! And I was soooo bored!” Niffty complains.

Alastor hums, and walks over to grab her small bag with crayons and coloring books in it. “Here, how about you color for a bit, hmm?” Alastor asks.

Niffty shrugs. “Okay, I guess.”

Alastor hands Niffty the bag. “Perfect, why don't you draw some pictures of everyone at the hotel.” He suggests. “It would be such a great help, everyone would be so grateful.”

That'll keep her busy for a while… he hopes so at least.

“But, will you color with me?” She asks him.

“I wish I could, but I have other matters to tend to at the moment.” He tells her.

“Aw.” Niffty pouts.

“None of that now, we'll play later, alright?” Alastor asks her.

“Promise?” Niffty asks.

“I promise.”

~~~Niffty~~~

Niffty huffs once Alastor left the room…

Everyone is too busy to play with her! It's not fair.

She looks around for some paper to color on but-

There isn't any.

Only coloring books.

They have pre-pictures, no

Hm.

She looks around for Alastor, but he's already gone.

Oo! Maybe Angel has some paper for her to color on! He always had something for her!

But Angel is gone…

She'll check his room then, just in case! Angel wouldn't mind- it's not like he tells Niffty constantly to stay out of his room right?

Eh, he'll understand once he sees her beautiful art!

~~~Charlie and Vaggie, that night:~~~

Charlie and Vaggie were getting things organized for the next little session for Pentious.

“Do you think he'll like it?” Charlie asks her, holding up the regression journal she made for Pen, it was covered in gear stickers and little hearts and dogs.

“He'll love it, babe. I love it.” Vaggie says.

“I made one for Angel, Niffty, and Alastor too…just in case.” Charlie says. “I just- I have this feeling they might-”

“Alastor is not a regressor.” Vaggie interupts. “I thought we already agreed that he'd just messing with us.”

Charlie shrugs. “I know, it's just for…in case he isn't.”

Vaggie crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow at Charlie.

Charlie sighs, caving. “Okay…the truth is, I can't help but wonder if he might actually be a little.” Charlie says. “Maybe he's just an older little, sometimes it's hard to tell when someone is regressed.”

“How old did it say Alastor was?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie thinks. “I don't think it said. But we can check!”

Charlie walks out of the room and down the stairs to head over to her office.

Vaggie sighs and shrugs, she truly doesn't understand how Charlie can believe in people so easily…

Though she supposed that's what made them so right for each other; Charlie trusts too much, Vaggie doesn't trust at all. Together they make a well adjusted person.

So, Vaggie follows Charlie downstairs to look at Alastor's test.

Who knows, maybe they missed something- maybe Charlie was right…

Funny.

But there's no way The Radio Demon was also a regressor.

They make it to the office and Charlie gasps: “Oh no.”

“What is it? What happened?” Vaggie asks, panicked.

“Someone knocked over Pen's lego set.” Charlie explains, she picks up the tiny blocks and sets them on the small coffee table. “He worked so hard on this…did you knock it over?” Charlie asks.

Vaggie shakes her head. “No. I haven't been in here today.”

“Hm.” Charlie considers for a moment…did she knock it over and just didn't notice?

Charlie knows that she can be clumsy, but normally she's aware when she knocks something over…

…

She shrugs. It'll be fine, Pen is very understanding, she can just help him rebuild it. It'll be okay.

She goes over to her filing cabinet to grab the tests….

But-

“Uhm-”

“What?” Vaggie asks her.

“The tests…they're kinda…gone.” Charlie explains, starting to panic.

“What do you mean they're gone?!” Vaggie asks.

“I-theyre not here.” Charlie says. “I left them right-'' Charlie turns to Pentious's lego set. “Oh…no.” Her eyes are wide, and her breathing quickened.

There's no way he-

“What is it?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie bites her lip.

“Charlie, what?” Vaggie asks her again.

“Uhm. I did see Angel coming out of this room last night…”

“He stole the tests?!” Vaggie asks.

“Maybe? But I'm sure there has to be a perfectly good explanation, when he gets home from work we can-”

“What explanation could he possibly give you to excuse this?” Vaggie asks.

Before Charlie could answer, they hear paper slide under the door.

They walk over and see a crayon drawing of Vaggie and Charlie.

But as they turn the picture around to see the back…

“Alastor's test.” Charlie notices.

Oh…no.

“Wait- so- where are the others?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie and Vaggie looked at each other.

~~~Everyone:~~~

Charlie and Vaggie run out of the room to find the small woman who drew all over the tests.

“Niffty!” Charlie calls out for her.

Niffty stops in her tracks and turns to Charlie. “Yes?”

“Where did you get this paper?” Charlie asks.

Niffty shrugs. “From Angel's room. He always gives me paper when I ask…was I not supposed to?”

Charlie looks over to Vaggie.

“Where are the other papers?” Vaggie asks her.

Before Niffty can answer, Pentious and Husk both walk into the main visiting area with tests in their hands with little Niffty drawings on them.

“Charlie, why did Niffty hand me Husker's classification test?” Pentious asks.

“...and I have yours.” Husk says, handing Pentious his test.

Pentious takes it and averted his gaze. He was not ready to talk to his other friends about this…

Alastor appears via his shadow. “And I believe this is yours, my dear.” Alastor hands Vaggie her test back.

Angel walked back into the hotel, feeling awful. He fucking hated Val and his fucking waterbording kink.

Everyone was gathered together in the main room, they all looked at him. “Uh…what's going on?” Angel asks them.

Vaggie holds up the piece of paper she had. “Care to explain how Niffty found these in your room?”

“Uh…what?”

“Niffty found our classification tests in your room. Did you take them?” Vaggie asks again.

“So, you just send Niffty to go snooping in other people?” Angel asks.

“Niffty is our maid, she's supposed to clean up the rooms!” Vaggie says. “It's her job!”

“Okay, guys?” Charlie asks. “I think things are getting just a bit hostile, maybe take a deep breath and calm down.” Charlie says.

“Charlie, I love you, but your fear of confrontation is what caused all this in the first place.” Vaggie says.

Charlie was about to argue with Vaggie, but she bit her tongue.

“First Alastor makes a mockery of the tests, and now this? You can't keep letting them get away with this stuff.”

“Me? Making a mockery of your test? Did you care to consider that perhaps your silly test isn't as accurate as you make it out to be?” Alastor suggests.

“You know you messed up the test on purpose!” Vaggie says.

Charlie tried getting the others' attention. “Guys, please-”

“Interesting theory.” Alastor says.

“It's not a theory, it's a fact!” Vaggie shouts.

“It doesn't matter if Al lied or not! This test is fucked up anyway!” Angel argues.

“Don't get me started on you, Angel!” Vaggie scolded.

“Things were fine before you decided you'd exposssse everyone!” Pentious insists.

“Hey, I didn't mean for all this to happen! I just wanted to borrow Al's test…for- uh.”

Everyone looks at Angel.

“Yes?” Alastor asks.

“For…blackmail...” Angel reluctantly finishes saying.

“Ah yes, that changes everything. Doesn't it?” Alastor asks sarcastically.

“Wait- no. That's not-” Angel struggles on what to say next.

“I don't care why you did it!” Vaggie says. “It was still wrong!”

“Angel, I thought we were friends, why would you do this!?” Pentious asks.

“They're right, you know.” Husk says to Angel. “It was wrong to take those tests, I don't care what he did.”

“Why do you care? I thought you hated smiles.” Angel says to Husk.

“I do hate him! But that does not excuse it.” Husk says.

“Why don't you just go fuck yourself?” Angel suggests.

“Very mature.” Husk scoffs.

“Angel, Husk is right. You've done nothing but mess things up since you got here.” Vaggie says.

“Vaggie-” Charlie tries to interrupt.

“I didn't say that.” Husk says.

“Oh yeah? Well if i'm messing everything up. Why don't you just kick me out already?!” Angel asks.

Charlie reached out to Angel. “Angel, no-”

“Maybe we will!” Vaggie shouts. “We have a deadline, if we can't rely on you, if you're not going to take anything we do seriously, why are you even here?”

Charlie's eyes start to fill with tears. “Vaggie-”

“That's fine, because I have better options, things were a lot better for me when I stayed at the studio anyway!” Angel shouts back.

“Angel, please don-”

“Angel, why don't you just admit that what you did was wrong and apologize?” Husk asks.

“Because I'm not wrong! You all have been pestering me about this stupid test-”

“We have not been pestering you!” Vaggie says. “We never said you had to take the test, you blew everything way out of proportion!”

Alastor smiles as the group gets more and more heated.

“Well, you know what? I won't ruin anything else for you, because I'm leaving! I'll get my pig and I'll go home!” Angel shouts.

“Angel no!” Charlie shouts. “Please wait, we can-”

“Great, you never took redemption seriously anyway!” Vaggie says, arms crossed firmly.

“OKAY STOP!” Charlie’s demon form merges as she shouted over the group, causing everyone to stop arguing and look over at her “Listen, I'm sorry! I never should have asked you all to take the test. I- I messed everything up.” Charlie cries. “I just wanted to help you. But-”

Vaggie's face drops, letting go of her anger to try and comfort Charlie. “Babe?”

“Charlie?” Pentious asks her. “Are you alright?”

Angel runs upstairs to his room, closing the door behind him.

Charlie continues to cry, so Vaggie holds her.

“I'm so sorry.” Charlie cries.

“It's okay, I'm here.” Vaggie says. “Just- follow me.” She says, taking Charlie's hands and leading her to Charlie's office.

Pentious looked over to the girls with concern. “Charlie-”

Vaggie and Charlie left to the office, so Pentious slithered to his own room.

Husk sighs, rubbing his temples..“I guess I'd better talk to Angel. I don't see anybody else volunteering.” The cat says while he looks at Niffty and Alastor before walking upstairs.

Niffty was frozen where she was, unable to process this.

She made such a mess…

“Well, this was fun.” Alastor says before disappearing into his shadow.

~~~Husk:~~~

He doesn't know why he cares so much about Angel…

He truly doesn't.

The guy has so many issues,

He doesn't understand boundaries,

He's obnoxious,

Fake…

Husk pauses at Angel's door…

He really should just leave Angel alone…