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♫ At the end of the rainbow, there's happiness. ♫
The soft sound of singing echoing as a young woman leans over the balcony overlooking the city of Hell below. The trembling tone of the young woman softly sings thinking back as a human is shown falling down from the sky as a rainbow bursts upwards through the clouds. The scene pans down and silhouettes of many sinners are shown also falling.
♫ And, to find it, how often I've tried. ♫ Charlie continues singing sadly looking up as a pair of beings appear in front of her. She then looks down, sad. Charlie then turns as her father and another being appears and points away from her. She turns to the direction they're pointing at.
♫ But, my life, is a race. Just a wild goose chase. ♫ Charlie’s voice trembles as Hell is being circled by Angels.
♫ And, my dreams, have all been denied. / Why have I always been a failure? ♫” Charlie continues singing as a shadow of Lucifer looms over a saddened Charlie as demonic arms and tentacles cover the screen.
♫ What can the reason be? / I wonder if the world's to blame. ♫ Charlie continues to sing as the Earth rotates as many eyes begin to surround it.
♫ I wonder if it could be me. ♫ Charlie continues to sing as the Exorcists are seen smiling deviously as they look down upon the souls they have gotten rid of. The scene turns to black as the camera focuses on the middle Exorcist's face and halo.
♫ I'm always chasing rainbows. / Watching clouds drifting by. ♫ Charlie continues as the scene fades in on graffiti and signs that says "Fuck You, Heaven", "Punishment" and "Your Days Are Numbered" can be seen throughout Hell.
♫ My schemes are just like all my dreams. / Ending in the sky. ♫ Charlie heads towards the hotel's balcony as she releases fireworks that signals the rest of Hell that the Extermination has ended.
♫ Some fellows look and find the sunshine. ♫ Charlie sings looking out as a handful of demons are seen checking the area to see if the coast is all clear.
♫ I always look and find the rain. ♫ Charlie continues as Carmilla Carmine opens the blinds to her room, revealing the display of fireworks. The camera then proceeds to show that inside the same room as Carmilla is Zestial as well as a woman with glass like features seated in the shadows, her glassy fingertips holding up a wine glass of sorts staring out at the fireworks when a low glow of her phone pings. She answers it. She stands and leaves.
♫ Some fellows make a winning sometime. ♫ Charlie continues the song as at Porn Studios, Velvette takes a selfie with Vox whereas Valentino is not amused when he sees that he got a text from his employee.
♫ I never even make a gain. / Believe me. ♫ Charlie continues as Odette and another demon pull out an angelic spear from a corpse and leave as the cannibals waiting nearby pounce on her dead body. Rosie then crosses out Franklin's name from the sign above their business.
♫ I'm always chasing rainbows. ♫ ♫ Waiting to find a little bluebird... in vain. ♫ Tearfully, Charlie looks back at the Clock Tower as it resets the timer for the next yearly cleanse.
A sinner demon falls from the sky.
“Aaaaah!” The demon screams and lands face-first onto the road.
“Ugh. Huh? I'm alive! I'm alive-” Amazed, the demon smiles but then gets run over by a car driven by Travis, which Angel Dust gets out of.
“Heh. Thanks for the fun time, hot stuff!” Travis calls out to Angel.
“Yeah, yeah, listen.” Annoyed, Angel fixes his hair more.
“Keep this discreet, you hear me? I can't let it get out I'm offerin' my services to randos on the street! It was a quick cash grab got it?” Angel makes it clear to Travis.
"Pfft! Whatever you say, slut! Muhehehehehehe!” Travis laughs.
"Ouch! Ooh! Such an insult! Let me know when you've come up with something creative to call me you sack of poorly packaged horse shit! Tell the missus I said "hi" Shnuckums!” Angel swiftly shuts Travis down.
“Pack a - puh..” As Travis angrily drives off, Angel looks behind him to see a vending machine for his namesake drugs. He goes for the angel dust and just as he gets a hold of it…
“Yoink!” A random demon runs by and steals his drugs.
"Hey!” Angel annoyed calls out.
“Up yours, drag show!” The thief laughs only for a boulder to fall out of the sky, crushing the feathered demon.
“OH MY GOD!” Angel gasps.
“MY DRUGS! Damn it!” Angel curses cross at the ruined slip of said drugs. Angel then looks up frowning annoyed as a war ship can be seen passing by, destroying its surroundings.
"Ahahahahahahahahahahah! Those other cowardly ssssinners dare not hinder my territorial take over! A wise decision! The power of my machines are unmatched! No other demon can compare to the likesss of I!” Pentious controlling the helm of the blimp bellows.
"Gee! That was pretty swell, boss!” One of the egg bois bellow.
"Yeah!” Another too.
"You really showed them what for! I liked when you shot them with your ray gun!” One of the Egg Boi’s bellow.
"I wish he'd shoot me with his ray gun!” One of the egg bois sigh while another Egg Boi pats him.
“At this rate, I will seize control of the entire west side of The Pentagram by day's end! And nothing, not a single beast in this inferno of suffering will be able to take back this empire from my constrictive grasp!” Pentious proudly proclaims.
An Egg Boi suddenly pops on screen and pops open a bottle of whiskey onto Sir Pent's face. Sir Pent proceeds to swat said Egg Boi aside before throwing the squeezed Egg Boi aside as well.
“Oh, boy!” An egg boy lets out.
"Hell will be mine! And everybody will know the name of Sir Pen-” Sir Pentious begins but…
"EDGELORD!” A voice calls out.
“Pardon?!” Pentious looks around angrily as just then a small bomb with a print of a skull on it breaks through Sir Pent's ship. It then lands right between Sir Pent and the two Egg Boiz. The bomb proceeds to blow up, leaving red smoke behind.
Sir Pentious coughs and hacks. As the smoke clears up, the owner of the scream is revealed to be Cherri Bomb as she prepares another bomb in hand.
"You lookin' for a fight, old man?!” Cherri begins to juggle around her cherry bomb.
“Why don't you get that tinker toy bullshit off my turf before I smash it?!” Cherri slams her bomb into her fist as just then a large pipe falls on top of an already dead Egg Boi, crushing him as Sir Pent and Cherri momentarily look at the carnage.
"...More!” Cherri smirks.
"Oh! You wanna go, missy?! Well, I'm happy to oblige! Ahahah!” Sir Pentious’ hood flares up, the egg bois by his side ready to take on Cherri.
"Good afternoon, I'm Katie Killjoy.” Katie hollers as 666 news appears on screen introducing the anchor.
"And I'm Tom Trench! Chaos out at Pentagram City today as a turf war is raging on the west side!” Tom Trench by Katie’s side adds as an image of Sir Pentious trying to be hip, followed by a drawing of Cherri flipping the bird is shown.
"Between notable kingpin, Sir Pentious, and self-proclaimed spunky powerhouse, Cherri Bomb!” Tom introduces.
"That's right, Tom! After the recent Extermination, many areas are now up for grabs! Demons all over Hell are already duking it out to gain new territory!” Katie adds as a live clip of Cherri and Sir Pentious' clash is shown.
"Those two seem to be really going at it, huh?” Tom remarks.
"Looks like they're fighting tooth and nail,” Katie fishes out a tooth and a nail respectively from her mug of coffee.
"For that hot spot!” She then proceeds to swallow said tooth and nail.
"And I'd sure like to nail her hot spot! Hoohoo!” Tom wiggles his brow at the sight of Cherri.
"Haha, you are a limp-dick jackass, Tom! Or should I say - no dick?” Katie pours scalding hot coffee onto his crotch.
“Ugh...not again!” Tom curls over in pain.
"Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the daughter of Hell's own head honcho who's here to discuss her brand new passion project! All that and more, after the break!” Killjoy announces as a picture of Charlie is soon on scene, the segment ending as Katie crushes her mug in her hand and turns to Trench who's still in pain.
“Suck it up, you little bi-!” Katie snaps at her co anchor.
"Thanks for getting us this slot Kira.” Charlie turns to Kira quietly on her phone. The faint sheen of a wedding bang shining from the artificial lights above.
"Eh…no problem.” Kira grunts leant against the wall on her phone, the chat showcasing her talking to someone with a pink bomb icon, a fair few pics of destruction bombs and fire sent her way.
"Just do what you do best and you’ll get a percentage from the turf taken…” Kira had texted prior to the bomber icon releasing a smiling emoji back.
“Okay! You remember what to say?” Vaggie adjusting Charlie’s bow tie.
"Yes! Let's do this!” Charlie smiles oblivious to Kira’s phone pinging as she heads outside.
“Just, look at me and I'll mouth it to you.” Vaggie tells her girlfriend.
"Come on, Vaggie! I know what to say! I just feel like we need to...I don't know make things sound more exciting!.” Charlie whines fiddling with a donut when…
“Hooo! What if I si-” Charlie gasps hopeful however…
"Sing a song about it?” Vaggie cuts Charlie off.
"You knew I was gonna say that!” Charlie boops Vaggie on the nose.
"Because I know you” Vaggie fixes her bow again.
“But, please don't sing! This is serious!” She shakes Charlie.
“Well, you know, I'm better at expressing myself and my goals through song!” Charlie stands on the table where Razzle and Dazzle are happily munching on doughnuts, watching her.
"But, life isn't a musical, hon.” Vaggie places her hands on her hips.
"Fine. But, I have these other ideas of what to say!” Charlie starts bouncing a bit as she shows Vaggie a piece of paper.
“The highlighted bits are the best part!” Charlie squeals smiling.
"Uh, it's all highlighted. Is this a drawing...?” Vaggie’s eyes narrow at Charlie.
"Yes! That's the happy ending, see?! Everyone smiling and happy in Heaven!” Charlie gestures to the paper.
“I don't think it's that simple.” Vaggie pinches the bridge of her nose.
“Just please follow the talking points we went over. And do not sing!” Vaggie grabs Charlie.
"Okay, fiiiine. I'll just have to resort to my impeccable improv skills!” Charlie in a faux British Accent salutes Vaggie as she walks over to Katie Killjoy.
“Hiii! I'm Charlie.” Charlie nervously tries to go for a handshake but…
“I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you, but that would be a lie. And you can put that away. I don't touch the gays. I have standards!” Katie throws her cigarette away reeling her hand back in disgust at Charlie.
"Yeah? How's uh... how's that working out for ya?” Charlie turns to look at the "Hell's #1 News" neon sign behind her.
"Look, my time is money. So, I'll keep this short.” Katie proceeds to poke Charlie's chest and nose.
“You're not here because we wanted you here. You're here because Jeffrey couldn't make it for his cannibal cooking segment.” Katie gestures to a billboard of Jeffrey's cannibalism cooking show titled "It's Dahm Good!" can be seen in the background.
"You might be some royal big shot, but that doesn't mean shit to me. I'm too rich and too influential to give a flying fuck about what some tux-wearing demon "princess" wants to advertise.” Katie fluffs her hair up as Tom can be seen shaking his head in disapproval as Katie boasts about her wealth and influence to Charlie.
"But, I-” Charlie begins but…
“So, don't get cute with me, honey, or I will fucking bury you!” Katie Killjoy threatens, her fist firmly clenched, threatening the princess of Hell.
"And we're live!” The News Staff exclaim as Killjoy rushes back to her desk, ready to get the whole thing done with.
Kira quietly sits outside the studio, silently on her phone unfazed by the camera perking to life staring straight at her until…
“Kira!” A sharp static of blue zaps before the bored Kira.
"….Vox.” Kira cooly acknowledges the TV man.
"It’s been a while!” Vox smiles at Kira.
"…It has.” Kira remains glued on her phone.
"You…you look good.” Vox places his hand over the wall almost trying to pin Kira in.
"…Thanks…” Kira remains glued on her phone.
“Step on me.” Vox just blurted out, his tone dead serious.
“…what?” Kira blinks befuddled, finally turning to the TV man.
“Nothing!” Vox blurts out smiling strained.
“Right well thanks for allowing me to use this slot by the way.” Kira tells Vox still on her phone.
"W-What? This old shot? Come on I’d do anything for you!” Vox assures.
"Mmm…” Kira scrolls.
"And I mean anything.” Vox purrs, placing his hand over the phone, lowering it, forcing Kira to look up at him.
"…Okay?” She does, her eyes narrowed at the face he makes.
"Say there’s this diner I heard that recently opened the burgers there are to dine for.” Vox offers.
"…Aren’t you dating Val?” Kira frowns.
"What? No, no that’s you know how it is, gotta keep good relations we’re just parnters…i-in business heh…!” Nervously, anxiously almost Vox goes to explain.
"…Riiiight.” Kira draws out eyes narrowed.
A still silence follows Kira taking out a cigarette taking a small swig of it, a still silence of peace falling between them…
"Welcome back! So, Charlotte!” Katie turns to Charlie.
"It's... Charlie.” Charlie seated smiles nervously as a spotlight flashes her way.
"Whatever. Tell us about this new passion project you've been insistently pestering our news station about!” Katie tries to hold in her outburst by clenching her pen. Charlie looks around as Vaggie motions her to go on.
“Well, as most of you know, I was born here in Hell and growing up, I always tried to see the good in everyone around me.” Charlie gathers her courage as Killjoy spots a slug and stabs it with her pen, the slug's blood bursts all over. She smiles.
"Hell is my home and- you are my people. We... we just went through another Extermination.” Charlie reminds them all, a fair few sinners grimacing as Vaggie is seen giving Charlie two thumbs up. Killjoy quickly starts to lose interest.
"We lost so many souls, and it breaks my heart to see my people being slaughtered every year. No one is even given a chance!” Charlie slams her fist on table, waking Killjoy up.
“I can't stand idly by while the place I live is subjected to such violence! So, I've been thinking: Isn't there a more humane way to hinder overpopulation here in Hell?” Charlie stands and walks around the audience.
“Perhaps we can create an alternative way to change souls through... redemption?” Charlie throws her arm around one of the News Cast's staff members.
“Well, I think yes! So, that's what this project aims to achieve!” Charlie returns to Killjoy's desk.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I'm opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners! Y'know? 'Cause hotels are for people passin' through... temporarily…” Charlie tries to explain her speech broadcasted all over as she slowly starts to lose confidence.
"Ahahaha! IS this girl for real?! She thinks-” A lizard at a nightclub tries to hold in his laughter.
"You hear what she thinks?! She thi- HAHA! Ah, she's nuts.” The lizard walks out of The Kaiju Klub with his friends, Zeezi and another demon.
"I think it'll serve a purpose... a place to work toward redemption... yay...!” Charlie squirms as demons watch her broadcast from The Radio Shack. A mysterious figure walks up to see her broadcast alongside a bunch of other demons watching, including Crymini.
“Stupid bitch.” A cameraman snickers.
Vaggie angrily punches the cameraman square in the face.
“Look, every single one of you has something good, deep down inside. I know you do! ...Maybe I'm not getting through to you.” Charlie looks around, saddened. Razzle and Dazzle are then alerted that Charlie's about to sing and that she may need their back-up vocals.
"Oh, no…” Vaggie notices this and facepalms.
Charlie snaps her fingers as the room turns dark and a spotlight is shown over a piano that Charlie, Razzle and Dazzle start performing on. Meanwhile, back at The Radio Shack, a woman in red and her shadow can be seen tilting their heads curiously as their smiles widen.
♫ I have a dream, I'm here to tell! ♫ Charlie singing walks away from the piano as two news staff look at each other.
“About a wonderful fantastic new…hotel ♫ Charlie takes out a drawing of the Happy Hotel.
♫ Yes, it's one-of-a-kind! Right here in Hell, catering to a specific clientele ♫
Charlie boops Dazzle's nose. ♫
♫ Oooh, ooh, ooh~ ♫ Razzle and Dazzle join in as Killjoy is in shock as Trench looks around, confused.
♫ Inside of every demon is a rainbow ♫ Charlie throws her arm around the necks of two bird demons.
♫Inside every sinner is a shiny smile ♫ Charlie passes underneath a hellhound's tail.
♫ Inside of every creepy hatchet-wielding maniac is a jolly, happy cupcake-loving child♫ Charlie hands the masked demon a sparkling cupcake and pats his head.
♫ We can turn them 'round! ♫ Charlie turns to Killjoy and Trench.
♫ They'll be Heaven-bound! With just a little time, down at the Happy Hotel! ♫
Charlie turns as Vaggie stands with a disappointed expression.
♫ So, all you junkies freaks and weirdos ♫ Charlie takes out a syringe from a doll demon's head. Charlie takes a pic with a Siamese twin demon in its cage. She fends off a several-eyed blob demon. Charlie stares at a snail demon out the window. Charlie then boops a couch demon on the nose. Charlie returns the stolen money to charity and down-fallen superheroes
♫ help is here! ♫ Charlie throws her hands behind the necks of two supervillain demons.
♫ All of you cretins ♫ Charlie dips her hair into the water by the pier.
♫ Sexual Deviants ♫ Charlie holds out a pair of panties in disgust before backing away from the sex offenders.
♫ And boozers ♫ She turns to face a depressed demon.
♫ And prescription drug abusers ♫ She throws away the drugs a blue demon is taking into a burning trash can.
♫ Need not fear! Forever again ♫ Charlie sings as a demon lands on a wheelchair and is pushed by Razzle towards Charlie and Dazzle.
♫ We'll cure your sin!♫ She shows the demon her clipboard.
♫ We'll make you well you'll feel so swell! ♫ Dazzle injects a happiness serum into the patient.
♫ Right here in Hell at the Happy Hotel! ♫ Charlie briefly shifts into her demonic form as Razzle continues to aggressively play the piano.
♫ There'll be no more fire, ♫ Charlie slides over to Killjoy's right.
♫ and no more screams.♫ Charlie slides over to Trench's left.
♫ Just puppy dog kisses ♫ Charlie holds a dog close to her face.
♫ and cotton candy dreams♫ Charlie holds out a stick of cotton candy.
♫ and puffy-wuffy clouds ♫ Charlie cuddles both the dog and cotton candy.
♫ you're gonna be like "Wow!" ♫ Charlie gestures to the clouds forming the word "Wow!"
♫ Once you check in with meee ♫ Charlie draws out as Vaggie is seen with both her hands covering her face.
♫ So, all your cartoon porn addictions ♫ Charlie confiscates a neckbeard demon's cartoon porn magazine.
♫ Vegan rants ♫ Charlie confiscates a vegan demon's Hellphone and takes a selfie with it.
♫ psychic predictions ♫ Charlie confiscates the spell books and crystal ball of a psychic demon.
♫ ancient Roman crucifixions ♫ Charlie avoids running into a crucified demon and knocks over two other crucified demons.
♫ end right here ♫ Charlie throws away all the confiscated items off a cliff.
♫ All you monsters ♫ Charlie clenches the hands of two monstrous demons thieves.
♫ and crazies ♫ Charlie points finger guns over a dog demon trying to steal baguettes from Zestial who unfurls his cloak to terrify him.
♫ cannibals ♫ Charlie tempts the cannibals with a severed arm on a plate.
♫ and crying babies ♫ Charlie looks at a possum mother and her rabid babies, annoyed frothing mouths that's full of rabies filled with cheer pulls a hellhound with rabies close to her.
♫ You'll be complete It'll be so neat our service can't be beat you'll be on easy street, yes ♫ Charlie hugs a young woman with short hair accompanied by a lean man in a bar with eerie bluish skin and young bubbly woman wearing a dress.
♫ Life will be sweet ♫ Charlie turns to her demonic form.
♫ At the Happy Hoteeel ♫ Charlie twirls happily in flames as she jumps up, revealing a land made of candies and sweets behind her.
♫ Yeah! ♫ Charlie ends the song, rather exhausted as everyone in the news station looks at her with disgust and disbelief.
“Wow! ...That was shit!” The Top Hat demon laughs as everyone in the audience including Killjoy and Trench begin to laugh at Charlie. Charlie looks crushed and devastated and slumps back down to her seat. There was a boo section in the news and the demons look uninterested.
“Booooo!” The boo section exclaim.
"What in the Nine Circles makes you think a single denizen of Hell would give two shits about becoming a better person?! You have no proof that this little experiment even works! You want people to be good?! Just... because?!” Katie continues to laugh.
"Well, we have a patron already, who believes in our cause and he's shown incredible progress!” Charlie defends herself scowling.
"Oh? And who might that be?” Katie mockingly asks, feigning shock.
"Oh, just someone named... Angel Dust!” Charlie proudly proclaims.
"The porn star?” Tom Trench recalls.
“You fucking would, Tom!” Katie Killjoy turns to him menacingly.
“In any case, that's not even an accomplishment. I'm sure you could get that hooker to do anything with enough booger sugar and lube.” Katie turns back to Charlie and motions doing a handjob.
"Oh, I beg to differ! He's been behaving, clean, and out of trouble for two weeks now.” Charlie begins to count on her fingers.
“Breaking News!” A staff member calls out as Killjoy shoves Charlie off her desk.
"We are receiving word that a new player has entered the ongoing turf war! Let's go to the live feed.” Katie happily reports as the live feed shows Angel Dust stepping on an Egg Boi and throwing a grenade over at Sir Pentious with visible laughter in the background.
"Oh... shit.” Charlie stares at the screen in defeat.
"I'm a bad person!” Angel cackles on screen.
""Oh, shit" indeed! It looks like the one who just joined the battle is none other than porn actor, Angel Dust!” Katie fakes her surprise.
“What a juicy coincidence! You must feel really stupid, right now.” Katie turns to smirk at Charlie. Killjoy and Trench proceed to laugh at Charlie.
“Ratings!” The pair then do jazz hands.
"Don't look at this! Charlie in distress attempts to block it from the audience's view.
"Well, it sure looks like your little project is dead on arrival. Tell us, how does it feel to be a total failure?” Katie asks as everyone in room start bursting into laughter.
"Yeah, well...how does it feel that I got your pen, huh?!” Charlie grabs Killjoy's ballpen struggling to come up with a comeback.
“ ...Bitch!” She comes up with that.
Everybody instantly stops laughing. Katie Killjoy gives her the death stare while Tom Trench looks on in complete shock.
"Ehehe... Oops.” Nervously Charlie puts the pen back down. Tom Trench runs off set as Killjoy's demonic form reveals itself as she looms over Charlie from the shadows.
"Heyyy, thanks for the back up, Angie!” Cherri thanks Angie as the two take cover.
"Hahaha!” Angel laughs firing at the egg bois.
Cherri Bomb fires a rocket launcher.
"You kiddin'? This is the best action I've seen in ages!” Angel admits as puts hands behind his head while closing his eyes taking cover.
"Where've you been, anyway? I thought you up and died or some shit.” Cherri throws another of her bombs.
"Oh, I wish! I've been staying at this crappy hotel on the other side of town. Some broads are lettin' me stay rent-free if I play nice.” Angel complains, lighting a bomb and handing it to her for her to throw. They both cover their heads as the explosion sets off behind them, then grin at each other as they jump into the field.
“Y'know, no fights, no pranks, no "problematic language"... Her words, not mine.” Angel Dust continues to shoot down Egg Boiz with what seems to be a drum mag M1928 Thompson.
“These crazy bitches are no fun! I've been clean for two weeks!” Angel steps on a broken tile, launching an Egg Boi airborne and shoots him from behind as he sighs again.
"Ho-ly shit!” Cherri exclaims in disbelief, smiling.
“Well, sorta clean.” Angel Dust looks at the leftover smudge on his finger.
“Just clean as you can get from a shitload of Bolivian marching powder!” Angel destroys an incoming Egg Boi but then gets chained and thrown aside by Sir Pentious.
"Ohh!~ Harder, Daddy!” Angel moans.
Son!?” Pentios gasps hopeful.
Angel raises a brow baffled but Cherri kicks Sir Pentious to the side.
"Grr! You whores have no classes! In war, The side remembered is the side with the most ssstyle!” Pentious adjusts his tie.
"Or the side that ain't dead!” Cherri cracks one of the Egg Boiz.
“Speakin' a style, is your hat like, alive or something?” Angel asks as he stands up and removes the chains restricting him.
"Oh! Well, that's none of your GOD DAMN BUSSSSINESS! Now, is it?” Sir Pentious hisses.
"Hah, would that make your hat the top and you the bottom?” Angel asks amused.
"Oooooh!” One of the Egg Bois bellow.
"I'm going to blow you to bitssss!” Sir Pentious hisses enraged.
“Hm, kinky!” Angel Dust eyes him up and down.
"Oh, not like that!” Sir Pentious huffs.
Angel notices an Egg Boi with a tentacle launcher which causes him to push Cherri to the side out of fear. Angel gets tangled up in all the tentacles.
"Not so cocky now, are we?!” Sir Pentious pleased smirks.
"Y'know, you really gotta watch what comes outta ya mouth. I've been making these sex jokes the whole TIME!” Angel Dust squeaks when grabbed by Pentious’ limbs as he is about to be hit by a drill.
“And it's obvious ya ain't catchin' on. I mean, it's just sad!” Angel takes out another set of his limbs holding a tommy gun and shoots it at Sir Pentious, throwing the snake sinner back.
"So, think you're gonna get in a lotta trouble for this?” Cherri concerned asks Angel.
"Eh, I can always say I was on the job.” Angel brings up as he retracts his third set of arms.
"Yeah but that’s me. You’re not on Kira’s contract Angie…” Cherri gently reminds Angel.
"What's one little brawl gonna cause?” Angel dismisses.
Charlie and Killjoy meanwhile scream at each other, fighting it out while a fire alarm goes off in the background with Trench entering the scene, covered in flames.
"WHY WON'T ANYONE HELP ME?!” Tom wails running around.
"Glad you haven't changed! You know you're my favorite guy to party with!” Cherri hits Angel’s arm.
"You know it, sugar tits!” Angel smirks back.
“You ready to finish this?” Cherri Bomb takes out one last bomb.
“Born ready, baby!” Angel Dust takes out his Thompson gun.
Angel and Cherri pounce onto Sir Pentious and his army as they prepare to clash, Charlie and Killjoy are still at each other's throats screaming, Trench is still on fire, screaming in agony. Everyone just…screaming.
Smoke silently spews into the open air, Kira quietly eyeing the thin trail of smoke on her phone when she hears…screaming?
“Uh…you hearing that?” Confused, Kira turns to the studio behind her.
"God I love you.” Vox blurts out eyeing Kira’s back to him, her hands shoved into her pockets.
"Hm? You say something?” Perplexed, Kira turns clearly oblivious to what the TV man had just uttered.
"N-Nothing!” Vox zips out, a still silence following till the sound of muffled screams erupt from the studio, Kira blinks befuddled.
"AHHH I’M ON FIRE!” Tom comes barreling out much to Kira’s bafflement as she looks inside, her eyes wide at Charlie fighting Katie and Vaggie just fighting everyone as next Kira knew a bandaged Angel was in a limo messing with the limo window with the group. Kira on her phone, silently sends some money the bomb’s way while Vaggie just glares.
Charlie sighs as Vaggie's eye twitches at Angel Dust, who can be seen amusing himself by playing with the car window roller repeatedly. Kira looks down at her papers bored almost.
Vaggie scrunches up her face.
"...What?” Angel takes notice of Vaggie’s glare.
""What?", "WHAT?!" What were you DOING?!” Vaggie yells as she rips off bits of her hair off.
"I owed my girl buddy a solid! Isn't that a "redeeming quality"? Helping friends with stuff?” Angel sighs making air quotes.
"Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!” Vaggie barks back.
"Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. Ehahahahahah! It wasn't that bad, anyway.” Angel proceeds to play with the button of the car window roller but…Vaggie throws an unfolded pocket knife at the window roller.
"Aw, come on! I had to! My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona!” Angel suggestively pushes up his chest floof.
"Your credibility? What about the hotel's?! Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke!” Vaggie argues angry.
"No, no, no, babe. Jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad! And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria!” Angel comes up with unaware of the grimacing Charlie.
“Angie…” Kira frowns when looking up from her phone, noting the tucked up Charlie’s grimace from Angel’s words.
“Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it! This thing have any liquor?” Angel turns to ask Kira who just shrugs.
"Can you please just try to take this seriously?!” Vaggie sighs watching Angel begin his search for said booze.
"Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby!” Angel snaps finger at her while smiling.
"Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?!” Vaggie growls.
"Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here?!” Angel sighs scanning the limo for liquor.
"I'm gonna kill 'im.” Vaggie plops down by Charlie’s side.
"Too late, toots. Wait! Would that make me double dead? Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell? Hahahahahahahaha! Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch - get used to it.” Amused, Angel laughs.
"¡Con una mierda, malparido hijo de-! (For fuck's sake, you bastard son of-!)” Vaggie curses cross.
"Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around! You got a bunch a fuckin' Harlequin babies down here!” Angel cackles.
"You're one to talk.” Vaggie smiles smugly.
"Hey! This body is flawless! Everyone wants summa me, and I've got the creepy fan letters to prove it!” Angel pushes up chest fluff and takes out a letter.
"Grrr…” Vaggie growls glaring at the disgusting looking letter.
"I thought I told you to get rid of those…” Kira looks up from her paperwork frowning at the letter that features a small picture of a dirty naked old man, who ironically has a "No Angel Dust" tattoo, smothering his mouth on an Angel Dust body pillow and a message at the bottom saying "Show me your feet!! -Bryrin, #1 Fan/Critic".
"That was really uncool, y'know, Angel.” Charlie speaks up.
"Uncool"?! After that train-wreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel! All thanks to you and your selfish bullshit!” Vaggie roars.
"Does that mean I don't have a free room anymore?” Angel asks turning to Kira.
Kira just shrugs.
Vaggie motions "What do you think?"
“Ah...well, shucks.” Angel snaps his fingers.
"Hey, come on. We don't know if things are over yet! Try to relax, Vaggie. I-it'll be okay!” Charlie puts a hand on Vaggie's left shoulder trying to be optimistic.
Vaggie smiles at Charlie softly. The limousine arrives at the hotel as the hotel door opens, revealing a very old and dirty establishment.
“Urgh!” Vaggie throws herself on the couch, facing the wall.
Angel Dust rummages through the fridge leaning by the wall and grabbing a box of Popsies.
"Eh, it's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y'know, to feed all the wayward souls you got in here! Ahahaha! Ahaha...! eh... ah... “ Angel closes the fridge door as he tries to comfort Charlie but decides to back off. Kira quietly watches on as Charlie exits the hotel and takes out her phone.
"Hey, mom. I know I keep calling and you must be busy... Really busy... But, um, the interview didn't go well, and... I don't know if I'm ever going to make a difference…” Charlie anguished sits outside the hotel on the phone, she starts tearing up as she wipes it off her face.
“I don't know what I'm doing. I could really use some advice, mom. I... I think dad was right about me... Ahah, oof. Eh, anyway…” Charlie wipes her face once more.
“I'll stop talking before this gets long. Love you, bye…” Charlie hangs up snuffling just as the door opens.
"You doing alright sweetie?” Kira sits down next to Charlie.
"…You saw what happened.” Charlie sighs.
"Yeah…you got a good shot on Katie though.” Kira points out.
"…I’m sorry you worked hard to get me that slot…” Charlie sighs.
"Eh not really…” Kira looks over frowning at her buzzing phone.
"…But I made the hotel look like a joke I made…” Charlie curls in on herself.
"Charlie we both know it wouldn’t have gone well.” Kira sighs.
"Kira. Do you think a sinner can be redeemed?” Charlie asks Kira.
"Maybe….I think some people can be redeemed but not everyone…not everyone are willing to make the changes needed to be better.” Kira explains to Charlie.
"…Do you think…you can be redeemed?” Charlie shyly asks.
"HAH NO! Sorry just…no.” Kira shuts Charlie down.
"…” Charlie goes quiet.
"Look Charlie, I won’t lie I wasn’t a good person but just cause I can’t be redeemed doesn’t mean the next person couldn’t, like Angel!” Kira tries to be optimistic but…
Charlie remains quiet, pained bowing her head.
"Look you made the offer, that's the main thing, it’s better you decided to do something rather than nothing.” Kira reminds Charlie.
"…I guess…” Charlie shrugs.
"Come on I think there’s one of those icepops left, why not treat yourself to one of those?” Kira smiles, setting her hand on Charlie’s shoulder.
"O-Okay…” Sniffling, Charlie smiles just as Kira takes a seat.
“She good?” Angel by Kira’s side asks unaware of the knock at the door as Charlie turns.
“She’ll be fine she just needs a minute.” Kira sighs back turned to Charlie approaching said door only then to faintly flinch.
"…You good?” Angel notes Kira’s faint flinch, swearing she heard…static.
"You ever have that foreboding feeling of dread?” Kira asks frowning, disturbed.
"Uh…” Angel begins but the sharp slam of the door makes the two turn to the princess of Hell.
"Hey Vaggie…?” Nervously, Charlie calls out.
"What?” Vaggie groans holding her head.
"The radio demon is at the door.” Charlie reveals.
"What?!” Vaggie scowls.
"Charlie what are you talking about?” Kira scoffs making her way over.
"It’s as I said.” Charlie frowns.
"There’s no way she’s at the dooooooo….” Kira makes her way over to the door opening it, her eyes wide at the beauty before her long luscious locks of red descending down with tints of pitch black as familiar raw red look down at her.
"Hello dear.” The radio demon smiles down at Kira, a certain ring similar to Kira’s own proudly upon her finger.
Kira stares.
The woman above stares, the shark like smile on her face simply widening as just then the sharp slam of the door echoes, a wave of dread hitting Kira.
"…Radio demon’s at the door.” Is all Kira could squeak out before walking away from said door.
"WHAT!?” Vaggie shoots up from her seat alarmed.
"Who?” Angel asks lost only to frown at Kira just brushing past, not quite sure what to make of the face Kira makes as Kira just dives into the nearest moving in crate, the sharp sound of crashing and breaking echoes.
"Kira you’re an overlord you deal with it!” Vaggie just done calls out but to their surprise…they are met by still silence.
"Kira?” Concerned, Charlie calls out, her eyes wide at the box of all sorts thrown her way.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUCKKK!! WHERE IS IT WHERE IS IT!?” Frightened, Kira throws all sorts of things out of the cardboard box, searching for something.
"Uh…Kira?” Angel calls out, the whole group taken aback at the so called overlord shaking terrified.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS A MIRROR IN THIS PLACE!?” Panicked, Kira had demanded from them.
"Uh Kira…” Vaggie too calls out just as uneasy.
"Seven fucking years of peace, seven fucking…she just comes on back here!? NOW!?” Kira desperately searches the box below, her legs waving up and down having practically climbed in desperate for some form of escape.
"Uh guessing you know her.” Angel eyes the mess that is Kira.
"Oh I’m so fucked. I’m so so…fuuuuuuuucccckkkk!” Kira cries out from the box, tugging at her hair.
"Like in a good way or bad way?” Amused, Angel asks.
Kira just glares.
"So you do know the radio demon Kira?” Charlie gently asks.
"Oh she’s going to fucking kill me for the kitchen!” Kira groans, head in hands.
"Kitchen?” Vaggie frowns.
"I’m gonna die, I’m so dead I’m so so so so deaaadd…” Kira wheezes practically a mess mystifying them all as Charlie quietly turns back to the door, slowly reaching for it.
Charlie opens the door to the woman still standing there waiting.
“May I speak now?” The woman in red asks.
"You may.” Charlie allows it.
"Kira darling!” The woman in red smiling struts in.
“Alice sweetpea…wha…whacha doing here?” Kira couldn’t help her strained smile, sweat sliding down her tense temple
"It’s funny I’ve been gone for a year or so…” Al twirls her staff smiling, circling Kira.
"Seven.” Kira curtly corrects clearly not amused as the group eye the pair perplexed.
"And imagine my surprise when I finally come back to find you not at home and in fact here.” Al smoothly drapes her arm around Kira gesturing to the hovel the pair were in.
"I have a job Al responsibilities.” Kira shrugs Al off clearly not happy, the faint sheen of their conjoined rings shining.
"Yes funny you should speak of responsibilities considering the sad state of our kitchen.” Al smoothly sets her staff down.
"Al…honey…love of my… “ Kira smiles strained, sweat sliding down her tense temple.
"Seven years, seven years I'm gone, and what do I come home to, honestly? Our beautiful home is in such a mess, our territory, darling, it's just a street of tackiness now, and oh my stars, the kitchen is a disaster! Kira, sweetie, darling, what on earth have you done to our precious abode?!” Still smiling, Al had demanded answers from her beloved.
"Here we go…” Kira just sighs slumping her shoulders.
"After all this time, I came all the way back, hoping to find you at home, and what do I discover? You having moved out and our sweet little abode now just a wreck not even going into the sad state of our territory that has been replaced with the tackiest little shops filled to the brim with the most hideous things, can you even believe it!?" Incensed, Al asks of her beloved still smiling.
“You mean modern things?” Tiredly, Kira sighs.
"Oh darling, if by 'modern' you mean terribly gaudy, then I suppose so. Honestly, I leave you for a moment, and you just spoil everything with such dreadful displays!" Al complains.
A moment!? SEVEN Years is no mere moment AL! Besides what was I meant to do!” Kira scoffs heatedly.
“You were meant to keep things as they were.” Al bonks her wife with her staff scowling.
You mean get lost in the times! I lived in hell before you Al I can make my own choices!” Kira rubs her head huffing at the light hit.
“Not on OUR territory my dear.” Al states, smiling still waving her staff about as the pair eye one another.
“Um…does anyone know what’s going on?” Angel clueless looks over to the girls.
“No idea.” Vaggie and Charlie confirm, holding hands.
“The least you could have done is not ruin the kitchen!” Al turns her back to Kira, walking off.
“…I wouldn’t say I necessarily ruined…” Kira leans back over the box but…
“You could have at least made use of the meat I left behind!” Al cuts her off.
“For the hundredth time I ain’t a cannibal Al!” Kira stresses to the woman, frustrated.
“And the deer meat? Where’s that?” Al demands from her.
“Al you were gone for seven fucking years, what do you think happend to it?” Kira demands.
“…you could have used that at least…” Al huffs.
“You expect me to cook a whole ass deer!? Let alone eat one!?” Kira gawks at Al.
“Didn’t have to get rid of it…” Al huffs.
“It was literally rotting away Al! With the only cannibal in the house gone, you think I was going to let that stink up the house!?” Kira demands from the woman but…
“Don't even get me started on the kitchen or the amount of filthy fast food packets I see there!” Al continues cutting Kira off.
“Ah…so you found that…” Kira grimaces.
“If you mean I found a hellish amount of fast food packets littered all over our home, yes!!!” Al gets back in Kira’s face still smiling.
“Like you said the kitchen was ruined, what was I supposed to do?” Kira argues.
“Fix it, not shovel shit down your throat for seven years!” Al answers.
“Here we go…” Kira rolls her eyes, the pair oblivious almost to the group watching on.
"Kira’s never mentioned the radio demon before, has she ever told you about knowing the radio demon?” Vaggie turns to Charlie. Al still lecturing Kira in the back.
"No. Never.” Charlie admits just as surprised.
“I told you what those chemicals in those burgers do but do you listen? No!” Al rants to the just done Kira, rolling her eyes at the incoming lecture oblivious to the princess of Hell stepping forward until…
“Um…excuse me…” Shyly, Charlie squeaks stepping forward.
The two turn to Charlie.
"We will be discussing this later.” Al’s low growl says it all, still smiling sending shivers down Kira’s back, Angel arching a brow by the faint flush to Kira’s cheeks at Al’s assertion before turning back to the princess.
“Oh, goodness, where are my manners? My sincerest apologies! Charlie, isn't it? It's such a pleasure to meet you, darling! A real pleasure! I'm just sure my Kira has told you all sorts of things about me, hasn't she?” Al assumes, grabbing Kira bringing her to her side.
"My Kira?” Confused, Charlie queries.
"Didn’t you notice the rings my dear?” Amused, Al asks.
"Wait a minute…” Vaggie shoots up alarmed.
"Oh dear, I hope you don't mind my impromptu visit! I couldn’t help but notice your fabulous act at the picture show, and I simply had to come see it for myself! Such a delightful performance! Honestly, I haven't been so entertained since the stock market crash of 1979! Hahaha, so many orphans.” Amused, Al just smiles.
"Stop right there, cabrón hijo de perra (bastard son of a bitch)! I know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy talk show shitlord!” Vagggie stabs her spear in the air before Al’s face.
Vaggie stop!” Kira alarmed calls out.
Wait are you two…?” Vaggie turns to frown at Kira but…
"Oh my dear if I wanted to hurt anyone here…” Al amused uses her finger to move the spear away.
"I would have done so already.” Al quirks her head to the side, smiling, voodoo signals appearing, static too terrifying the pair until…
"Stop that.” Kira’s curt tone seemingly snaps the voodoo woman of it, the girls terrified gawk at Kira now at Al’s side, her hand gently tapping her shoulder, her cold curt command working much to everyone’s surprise.
“Oh yeah they definitely do things…” Angel amused watches on.
"How did you even find me?” Kira scowls at Al.
"I told you when I didn't find you at home I went looking for you." Al admits.
"Not answering the question Al." Kira gives her a look.
"So…you two know each other?” Vaggie curious eyes the pair.
"You could say that.” Kira sighs, rubbing her ring finger.
"Now, now Kira there’s no need to be so cold.” Al smiles at Kira, draping her arm over her nuzzling her cheek against Kira’s own.
"You’re still not explaining why you’re here Al!” Annoyed, Kira calls out, gently pushing her off.
"I’m here because I want to help!” Al reveals.
"Say what now?” Charlie confused blurts out.
"You...help?” Kira does a double take at the notion.
"That’s right help! Hello? Is this thing on? Testing, testing!” Jokingly, Al summons her radio staff, prodding it with her gloved hands, agitating it.
“Well I heard you loud and clear!” The microphone report back annoyed.
“Um, you want to help?” Confused, Charlie glances at Vaggie and Kira.
“With this ridiculous thing you’re trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it!” Happily, Al declares deflating Charlie.
“Uh… why?” Charlie repeats still lost.
"And when I heard my dear darling was here! I knew I was in for a good time.” Al drapes her arms over Kira, Al’s head nuzzled into the crook of the just done woman’s neck.
"Do you hear yourself?” Kira sighs at the still smiling radio demon, gently pecking her neck, earning a fair few arched looks at the sight.
“Does getting into a fist fight with a reporter count as entertainment?” Nervously, Charlie shrugs.
“Oh, darling, it's the purest kind! Reality, you know! True passion, sweetie! The world is a stage, after all! And isn't the stage just a world of pure entertainment?” Excitedly, Al grins unnerving them all while Kira simply sighs, already preparing for the headache to come.
“So, does this mean that you think it’s possible to rehabilitate a demon?” Hopeful, Charlie asks but…
“Oh heavens, of course not, darling! That's just utter nonsense, truly! Redemption? Sweetheart, humanity is practically non-existent in them! Oh no, no, no, I simply don't believe there's anything left that could ever save such awful, loathsome sinners, the dears! Their chance was the life they had before, and this, well, this is their punishment! There's just no undoing what they've done!” Proudly, Al dismisses the notion, still hugging Kira unfazed by the face she, Angel and Vaggie pull.
“So then, why do you want to help me if you don’t believe in my cause?” Charlie frowns perplexed by Al’s logic.
“"Oh, darling, think of it as my little indulgence! I simply adore watching those awful people try to better themselves, only to hilariously fail and crash and burn. It's just so amusing, don't you think?” Radiantly, Al grins removing herself from Kira, who makes her way back over to the crates.
"Riiiight.” Charlie draws out removing Al’s hand as Kira crawls into a nearby crate.
"Come on…come on…” Kira throws pieces of rubbish from the crate vases and other such things too out of the crate, her legs flailing about.
“Oh, my stars! I just know there are fabulous things ahead for you, and darling, who better to help you along than me?” Al takes Charlie to the side.
“Ah, so uh, what’s the deal with Smiles over there?” Angel Dust questions on the couch with Vaggie.
“Wait, you’ve never heard of her before? You’ve been here longer than me!” Vaggie points out.
Angel just stares.
“The Radio Demon, one of the most powerful beings Hell has ever seen?” Vaggie tells Angel
“Eh, not big on politics,” Angel shrugs.
“Decades ago, Alice manifested in Hell, seemingly overnight. She began to topple overlords who had been dominant for centuries. That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Then, she broadcast her carnage all throughout Hell, just so everyone could witness her ability. Sinners started calling her the Radio Demon, as lazy as that is. Many have speculated what unimaginable force enabled her to rival our world’s most ancient and destructive evils. But one thing’s for sure. She’s an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos the likes of which we can’t risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased!!” Vaggie explains to Angel clearly stressed.
“Ya done?” Angel asks.
Vaggie just glares.
"He looks like a strawberry pimp.” Pleased, Angel smirks as just then…
"Got it!” Kira victoriously takes out a mirror but…Alice not even looking back at the smiling sinner snaps her fingertips. The glass mirror shattering in Kira’s hands.
"Noooo…!” Kira cries falling to her knees.
"They’re defo something freaking going on with those two.” Amused, Angel eyes the glaring seething wreck that is Kira and the smiling radio demon.
“Charlie, listen to me. You can’t believe this creep! She isn’t just a happy face! She’s a dealmaker, pure evil! She can’t be redeemed! And is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we’re trying to do,” Pleadingly, Vaggie takes Charlie to the side far away from the smiling Alice looking over at the family portrait of the Morningstars.
“I- we don’t know that- look. I know she’s bad, and I know she probably doesn’t wanna change, but the whole point of this is to give people a chance! To have faith things will be better! How can I turn someone away? I can’t. It goes against everything I’m trying to do. Everything I believe in. Just trust me. I can take care of myself,” Gently, Charlie assures her partner, softly placing her hands on Vaggie’s shoulders making her sigh.
“Charlie, whatever you do, do not make a deal with her!” Desperate, Vaggie pleads.
“Don’t worry, I picked up one thing from my dad. “Ya don’t take shit from other demons!” Charlie assures Vaggie before turning back to Alice.
“Okay, so… Al. You’re sketchy as fuck, and you clearly see what I’m trying to do here is a joke,” Bravely, Charlie declares, back turned unaware of the voodoo signals appearing behind her.
“But I don’t. I think everyone deserves a chance to prove they can be better. So, I’m taking your offer to help. On the condition that there be no tricks or voodoo strings attached.” Charlie turns back, the signals fading. Kira in the crate is oblivious trying to fix said mirror however when she does so…
“So it’s a deal then?” Smugly, Al twirls her staff around before offering her hand out as a neon green aura envelopes her hand, the energy humming. Vaggie and Angel stagger back, blinded by the green light. Charlie stares uneasily at the eerie green light when…
"Nope!” A familiar hand karate chops Al’s hand, a light tap making the eerie green light fade.
“Dear really?” Al turns to sigh at her beloved.
“Raeally.” Kira just glares back.
“Um…” Charlie nervously exclaims, eyeing the pair turning to her.
“I’ve decided…as princess of Hell, and heir to the throne, I uh, hereby order that you help with this hotel, for as long as you desire. Sound fair?” Casually, Charlie decides, smiling apprehensively at Alice.
“Hmm…” Al hums her eyes meeting Kira’s ice cold glare.
"Al.” Kira’s lone look saying it all. Her hand still on Al’s.
"Fair enough.” Pleased, Al smiles, her staff vanishing from her hands as she slips her hand away from Kira, turning her back to the pair wandering off.
“Cool beans,” Tired, Charlie exhales exhausted from the tension now lifted. Kira concerned sets her hand on Charlie’s back while happily, Al hums as she passes by Vaggie, her glare catches Al’s eye.
“Smile, my dear! You know you’re never fully dressed without one!” Al reaches for Vaggie and tickles the underside of her chin. Vaggie snarls looking ready to lunge but Al just walks away looking around the place, happily humming as she takes it all in.
"I’m sorry about her…” Kira just sighs.
"So you guys…really are…” Charlie eyes Kira’s wedding band.
"…Yeah.” Kira trails off not quite sure what to say only to feel a pair of arms around her as she looks up at Al.
"So where is your hotel staff?” Smiling, Al asks her head laying in the crook of the glaring Kira’s neck, her eyes firmly on Charlie, despite her claws digging into Kira’s glass like flesh.
"Uh, well-” Charlie looks over to Kira then Vaggie, glaring at Al.
Al turns noting Vaggie’s glare.
"Ohohoho, you're going to need more than that. This just won't do!” Al takes out her mic staff.
“I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up.” At the snap of her fingers, a new fireplace has replaced the hotel's worn down one. Al approaches it and picks up the mysterious figure covered in soot, which then opens its eye and stares at the trio behind her. Niffty poofs off the soot from her body.
"This little darling is Niffty.” Al drops Niffty to the floor.
"Hi, I'm Niffty! It's nice to meet you! It's been a while since I've made new friends! Why're you all women?” Nifty unaffected asks as she then lifts Charlie with no effort.
“Are there any men here?!” She then puts Charlie down.
“I'm sorry, that's rude.” She looks around.
“Oooh, man! This place is filthy! It really needs a lady's touch!” Smiling, she grabs a spider and crushes it.
“Which is weird because you're all ladies, no offense. Oh, my gosh! This is awful! Oh hey Kira!” Nifty looking around the wreck of the hotel perks up at the sight of Kira.
"…Nifty.” Kira tiredly eyes the small creature quickly getting to work.
"You know her?” Angel asks by Kira’s side.
"Don’t.” Drained, Kira just sighs just as something seemingly shifts in the hotel.
“Hah! Read 'em and weep, boys! Full Ho-” A cat guy at a card’s table reveals his hand just as demonic illusions and voices distort the surroundings temporarily.
“-tel? What the fuck is this?” The cat man does a double take and looks around the hotel he found himself in.
“You.” His eyes land on Al, eliciting an angry purr as he points at her.
"Ah, Husker, my good friend! Glad you could make it!” Al warmly welcomes Husker.
"Don't you "Husker" me, you bitch! I was about to win the whole damn pot!” Husk gestures but the jackpot disappears into nothingness.
"Good to see you too!” Al leans down smiling.
"What the hell do you want with me this time...? Of course you’re here.” Husker goes to ask only to falter from the sight of Kira.
"Husker.” Kira cooly acknowledges.
"So you know him too?” Angel leans down by Kira’s side.
"What did I just tell you?” Kira’s eye twitches tiredly, turning to scowl at Angel.
"I see you got your bottom back…” Husk huffs.
"Bottom?” Amused, Angel smirks. Charlie and Vaggie do a double take.
"Hey I am not a bottom! I am a switch at best!” Defensively, Kira argues.
"Really?” Husker raises a unamused brow.
"Uh yeah really! I can top! Al tell them!” Kira urges but…
"My friend, I am doing some charity work so I took it upon myself to volunteer your services! I hope that's okay!” Al happily fills Husker in.
"Al!” Kira turns to glare at the ass.
"Are you shittin' me?!” Husker growls, glaring too at the ass.
"Hmm... No, I don't think so!” Al answers unfazed by both glares.
“You thought it'd be some kind of big fucking riot just to pull me out of nowhere?!You think I'm some kind of fucking clown?!” Cross, Husk shoves Al off. Kira alarmed darts over to Al who simply dusts herself off as after a moment…
"Maybe!” Al answers almost about to laugh.
"I ain't doing no fucking charity job.” Husker refuses.
“Well, I figured you would be the perfect face to man the front desk of this fine establishment!” Al teleports behind Husk through Al’s shadow and gestures towards the bar she made out of her magic.
“With your charming smile” Al pulls Husk's lips into a forced smile.
"And welcoming energy, this job was made for you! Don't worry my friend,” Al walks over to the bar, revealing the soles of her heels to have deer prints.
“I can make this more welcoming! ...If you wish.” Al makes a bottle of "Cheap Booze" appear out of nowhere.
Husk stares at the booze for a second.
“What? You think you can buy me with a wink and some cheap booze?!” Husker grabs the booze and looks at it.
“ ...Well, you can!” He downs it.
"Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! No! No bar, no alcohol! This is supposed to be a place that discourages sin! Not some kind of mouth…brothel…man cave!” Vaggie protests only to be tackled by Angel.
“SHUT UP! SHUT! UP! We are keeping this!” Angel tells Vaggie before pushing her off.
"Hey~” Angel comes over to the bar, smirking.
"Go fuck yourself.” Husk huffs.
"Only if you watch me!” Angel smiles.
"Why are you like this?” Tired, Kira just sighs.
“Oh my gosh! Welcome to the Happy Hotel! You are going to love it here!” Excitedly, Charlie gushes, surprising Husker.
“I lost the ability to love years ago,” Straight faced Husk deadpans.
“So, what do you think?” Al asks Charlie.
“This is amazing!!!” Gushing, Charlie squeals.
“It’s… okay.” Vaggie turns away faking her unimpressed state, arms crossed.
“This is going to be very entertaining!” Al brings both girls together under her arms as before Kira knew it, everyone was in 1930s clothing, Kira raising a bemused brow by a familiar attire she wore as Al came down to her smiling, the two easily dancing in sync. Charlie and Vaggie both watching impressed the pair in a world of their own, Kira smiling, Al smiling, her leaning in almost when next the pair knew an explosion erupted behind both of them.
Kira protectively pushes Al down far from harm's way as the song and dance number ended, the pair with the others turning to gawk at the hole in the hotel wall.
“Ha! Well well well, look who it is harbouring the striped freak! We meet yet again, radio demon!” Sir Pentious declares looming above from his blimp.
“Do I know you?” Al questions still smiling despite the interruption, eye twitching tense, arm around Kira, the pair clearly not pleased at being interrupted.
“Oh, yes you do! And this time, I have the element of- surprise!” Pentious pulls at a level, a canon comes down aimed at the group. Kira looks on bored almost as Al snaps her fingers.
"I’m so evil!” Pentious laughs oblivious to the portal below, to the tendrils coming out grabbing said blimp. The sharp screams from both the eggs and snake bellow being blasted away as everyone but Kira and Al look on in stunned shocked, Kira looking bored while Al just smiles.
“Well I’m starved! Who wants some Jambalaya?” Grinning, Al opens her arms out to the group once said mess is over with as before Kira knew it everyone was in the lounge.
“Well I’m starved! Who wants some Jambalaya?” Grinning, Al opens her arms out to the group once said mess is over with as before Kira knew it the clang and clatter of the kitchen echoes as the people before her were awkwardly talking, introducing themselves to one another properly. Kira meanwhile sat on the sofa stressed, combing her fingertips through her hair, how was this possible? Why had she come back…? Kira couldn’t help but rub her ring finger frowning.
"So…Kira…” Charlie nervously calls out.
"Hm?” Kira snaps out of her thoughts turning to the princess.
"You and Al…are really…?” Charlie begins but…
"…Yeeeah.” Kira’s face says it all.
"What kind of face is that?” Vaggie frowns.
"I can’t believe all this time, I mean sure I heard you drop having a wife now and then but never…” Charlie begins…
"Pictured Al?” Kira cool ends.
"…” Charlie goes quiet.
"Yeeaah don’t blame ya on that front.” Fatigued, Kira sighs.
"So you gonna tell us who tops?” Angel asks amused.
"…” Kira just glares and gets up.
"Hey where you going?” Angel calls out.
"To get some answers.” Kira scowls fed up heading to the kitchen.
"Hm hm hm…” The sound of humming and the radio echo as Kira enters the kitchen frowning.
"Al.” Kira crosses her arms clearly not amused.
"Kira be a dear and pass me the Dried Thyme would you?” Al simply smiles as she focuses on the meal.
"…urgh…” Kira reluctantly does so.
"Thank you dear.” Al happily takes the herb, kissing Kira’s head in the process as Kira couldn’t help the faint flush of ruby red hitting her cheeks.
"So you gonna explain where you’ve been for six years?” Kira coughs trying to compose herself.
"I’m a tad bit preoccupied my dear.” Al remains focused on the meal.
"Al sweetheart don’t pull that on me, the number of times you’ve cooked and talked it’s second nature to you and you can’t just come back here and act as if you haven’t been-” Bitterly, Kira began before feeling her face grabbed a low moan escaping her, easily melting into the kiss.
"We can talk later. How does that sound?” Smiling, Al offers after plucking herself off Kira, smirking slyly at the black lipstick smeared upon the drunken mess.
"Hmm…” Drunkenly, Kira just smiles before tottling off, leaving Al to the cooking.
"Whoa looks like someone had a good time…” Amused, Angel greets Kira bemused by the lovestruck look on her face, lipstick all over her face.
"Guessing getting answers didn’t go so well.” Vagge grunts clearly not pleased as just then the door from behind opens.
"Jamabalys’s ready!” Happily, Al had told the gang who soon enough were animatedly talking around the table, Kira just staring at the plate and woman who had been gone for seven years…
The sinking sensation freely fell through Kira not quite sure what to make of it all as she furrows her brow by the sudden sensation on her thigh. Kira’s eyes expand at the shadowy hand unbuttoning her trouser and diving down.
"…!” Kira quickly covers her mouth muffling the shy squeak coming out of her, no one really noticing as Kira bows her head.
"So Al I’m sure me and Vaggie can make a room for you…” Oblivious, Charlie smiles oblivious to the shadow fingertips below, moving with such ease, with such familiarity, a part of Kira was baffled at how easily the hand had caught on as icy blue briefly meet smug scarlet.
"That won’t be necessary.” Cooly, Al just bows her head, sipping her soup with ease acting oblivious almost to her shadow’s ministrations.
"…!” Kira bites her lip, the sharp shudder of a finger’s intrusion working in the familiar slow teasing taunting manner Kira had grown accustomed to. Angel couldn’t help but arch a bemused brow by his struggling friend.
"It won’t?” Charlie oblivious wonders.
"I’ll just share with Kira.” Al just smiles, her hand reaching down towards Kira’s leg, claws digging in deep as with some flick Kira’s leg jerks upwards, the heavy thud saying so much as all eyes turn to Kira shooting up from the table.
"Excuse me!” Kira red faced flees, flushed beyond belief as the others just blink baffled. Al just smiles, the shadow slipping back into her own as Angel shakes his head, a small smirk on his face beyond bemused by the drama about to unfold.
Kira couldn’t help but pace furious feelings free flowing through her having not a single idea of what emotion to land upon let alone process. Al was back, Al, after seven years she just dips and then decides to come back of course Kira was mad, she had to handle territory and all sorts alone! Sure she had been alone before but her leaving like that…
Kira couldn’t help her low groan, sinking into her bed unable to figure out how to process any of it as she soon heard the door open.
"I must say I believe that went well wouldn’t you?” Al happily entered Kira’s room.
"…Why are you here Al?” Kira just glares up at the ceiling.
"Whatever do you mean?” Al closes the door behind her.
"You know what I mean Al. You left.” Kira scowls staring ahead.
“I just had some matters to attend to.” Al just smiles sauntering over.
“Without telling me? YOu thought you could just leave?!” Heatedly, Kira shoots up slightly from the bed brow furrowed.
“…I wasn’t the one who left first darling…” Dubiously, Al brings up, her fingertip to Kira’s lips.
“That…that’s different.” Kira falters, frowning, looking away.
“Hmm…” Al just hums, leaning in, gently pushing Kira back down on the bed.
“You can’t just come back here after seven years and just expect things to just…!” Kira begins but falters a low moan escaping her from the claw like digits delving down below.
“Still looking as delectable as I remember, I see. Hasn't aged a day... or has it gotten even better?” Bemused, Al remarks, leaning down to inspect.
“Al…!” Kira begins but soon gasps at the gentle breeze Al blows down there.
Well, I could always take a peek for myself, couldn't I? Just to check." Al leans down.
"Al..." Kira whines.
“Oh, come on darling, loosen up and let's see where the night takes us. The least you can do is let me have a taste.” Al just smiles, her lips meeting Kira’s own, a low moan escaping both women, tongues tangling hands exploring the pair happily returning to a world of their own.