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[Begins in the Hotel. Charlie is standing infront of the couch, while Vaggie is sitting.]

Vaggie: So. I was thinking. Maybe we could just tell Angel not to go clubbing this weekend, so you can-

Charlie: Vaggie! Let's have a baby!

Vaggie: W-What?

Charlie: I want to have a baby with you! I mean. We've been together for so long. And i find out you're a fallen angel. Means you could...maybe get pregnant...

Vaggie: Charlie...Honey. I don't think it's a good idea. I mean. Bringing a child into Hell?

Charlie: But i could ask dad to help. And maybe my aunts and uncles. They would help...or atleast some of them...Please? Trust me, Vaggie. I'm sure everything will turn out fine.

Vaggie: I'm not sure...But maybe...We could try having a child..

Charlie: Yayy. [She pucks Vaggie up and hugs her] Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! What do we name the baby?

Vaggie: Maybe if it's a girl....Lucy?

Charlie: Awww. Like my dad's name for short. Luci!

Vaggie: Perfect! And if it's a boy?

Charlie: Hmmm… How about Samuel?

[Lucifer is sitting nearby, reading the ugly duckling with Alastor sipping his tea next to him.]

Lucifer: Haha...I'm totally not feeling akward cus the name...

Vaggie: Okay- so that’s a no to Samuel…

Charlie: Yeah...

Vaggie: What about… Daniel?

Charlie: I kinda like it.

Vaggie: Okay! Daniel it is if it's a boy.

Charlie: Now we need a last name…

Vaggie: Morningstar. Duh.

Charlie: Yeah. That makes sense...Cus you don't really have a last name...So if it’s girl, it’s Lucy Morningstar, and if it’s a boy, it’s Daniel Morningstar?

Vaggie: Tho...I don't know if-

Lucifer: You'll do this BEFORE marriage. We don't want your girlfriend going back to Heaven.

Vaggie: I don't think i can go back up there.

Charlie: That’s a good point… Should I… Propose?

Lucifer: Ohoo trust me. Sera would do ANYTHING to mess with me, or Charlie after Niffty right there killed Adam.

Charlie: Okay… So uhm...Maybe once the baby’s born?

Lucifer: Then yes.

Charlie: Well. Let's do this.

[Charlie kisses Vaggie. And she lets go, And Vaggie holds her breath back. And she performs a spell on Vaggie.]

Charlie: Hold your breath.

[Vaggie does as she’s told and holds her breath. Charlie shoots a magic circle at Vaggie's stomach.]

Charlie: Yayy!

Vaggie: I'm pregnant!

[Lucifer lets out a hearty laugh]

Lucifer: Finally… A grandchild!

Alastor: Took them long enough.

Lucifer: Shut up, Bambi.

Charlie: [She jumps up and claps happily] Now. You'll have to visit my aunts and uncles.

[Vaggie freezes, her smile stuck to her face.]

Alastor: Oh wow. Never seen her smile so much.

Charlie: Everyone, Vaggie’s pregnant!

[Vaggie just continued to sit there, her smile still glued to her face, looking somewhat akward.]

Angel Dust: Aw. So great.

Niffty: Can i be a babysitter?

Charlie: NO!- I mean...Not when the baby is super young. Okay?

Niffty: Okay!

[Lucifer walks over to Vaggie, still frozen]

Lucifer: Maggie? Snap out of it.

Vaggie: Do i really have to meet the sins?

Lucifer: Yup. Don't worry. Out of those 6. 4.5 are chill.

Vaggie: 4.5?

Lucifer: Leviathan has two heads. Levi, she has the siren head, and Athan, she has the serpent head.

Vaggie: Makes sense? I guess?.. How would you rate their chillness on a scale from 1-10?

Lucifer: Most of them are either 8, 9 or 8.5 or 9.5 out of 10, Mammon especially a 6 out of 10. But Satan...Ohooohooo....

Vaggie: …I’m scared to ask about Satan…

Charlie: We'll visit him last...Okay?

Vaggie: Ookay.

Charlie: Great. I'm calling Uncle Ozzie to ask if we could stay with him. Cus like. He took good care of me when i was young. And he took care of mom when she was pregnant with ME. Soo. Best choice i guess.

Vaggie: Okay. I’ll just… Sit here. I’m still processing the fact I’m going to meet the literal sins.

Lucifer: Don't worry. They're not as bad.

Vaggie: I know, I know… It’s just...I never in my life thought I'd meet the sins. I thought only you, Lilith, and Charlie had that privilege.

Lucifer: Now, that stops. You are a part of this family now!

[Lucifer pulls Vaggie into a hug.]

[Meanwhile, Charlie takes her phone out.]

[Meanwhile in the Lust ring. In Asmodeus' house. Fizz is laying on Asmodeus' stomach, while the latter is sleeping]

Fizzarolli: Ozzieee! Phone's ringing!

[Asmodeus, wakes up, then groggily sits up.]

Asmodeus: [He yawns] What is it, froggie?

Fizzarolli: I'll just take the phone if you don't wanna~

Asmodeus: This is one reason as to why i love you.

[Asmodeus just flops back on the bed as Fizzarolli answers the phone]

Fizzaroili: Hello?!

Charlie: Hii. Uh...My name's Charlotte Morningstar. I wanna talk to Asmodeous. Who are you?

Fizzarolli: Ah! Charlotte, everyone's favorite princess. To what do we owe the call for?

[Asmodeus peeks up from the bed at the mention of Charlie’s name]

Charlie: Well...I got my girlfriend pregnant...and I need a place to go so she can meet the other sins.

[Asmodeus immediately gets up from the bed, wide awake as he listens in to the conversation]

Charlie: Her name's Vaggie. And...Anyway, we need a place to stay for a couple days so Vaggie can meet the other sins. If that is okay with Asmodeous...That is...Is he there?

[Asmodeus takes the phone from Fizzarolli.]

Asmodeus: Asmodeus speaking.

Charlie: [She turns cheerful] Uncle Ozzie! Hi! I wanted to ask-

Asmodeus: I heard the entire thing. And let me tell you-

Charlie: You're not letting us stay with you?

Asmodeus: That's not what i wanted to say. Of course, i'd let you. But the Lust ring isn't exactly a safe place for you, your girlfriend, who's a pregnant woman.

Charlie: But we'd be safe. She has combat training...sort of...She was a great fighter, she told me what she did before coming to Hell...Please?

Asmodeus: [He sighs] Fine. But. On one condition. Anywhere you two go. I go. Can't let anyone hurt you, or someone you love. Get me?

Charlie: Yayy. Thanks Uncle!

Asmodeus: And is Lucifer there? I'd like to ask him about this.

Alastor: Ooh. King in danger~

Lucifer: Shut up, Bambi.

[Charlie hands her dad the phone, and she turns to look at Vaggie.]

Charlie: Let's pack up our stuff up! We're going to stay for a good long while with my uncle Ozzie!

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[Chapter begins infront of the Hotel. With Razzle putting Charlie and Vaggie's bags into a car.]

Charlie: Alright. Got our jackets, clothes, pajamas, bandages. What else is missing?

Vaggie: Hon. I think that's all...

Lucifer: No no. You can never be too sure about it. Let me check again.

Vaggie: Sir, you already checked our stuff 5 times now.

Lucifer: Nope. Only 4 times. This is the 5th time.

[Lucifer walks off to check if Chaggie put away the stuff they need.]

Lucifer: Yup. Pretty much all things packed. Did you two pack rubber duckies?

Charlie: Uh. Nooo?

Lucifer: Oh my golly! No. Oh no. That won't do. I'll be rught back.

[Lucifer rushes back inside the hotel, just as Angel walks outside with Fat Niggets in one pair of his hands, and a box in his other pair of hands.]

Angel Dust: Hey Vags. I got you stress relieve stuff.

Vaggie: What? Why?

Angel Dust: Cus i care-I mean, i want to get on your good side! Here. Take these. [He hands Vaggie a box.] I would have let Fat Nuggets go with you. But i don't wanna be too far away from my baby [He starts petting his pig's head.]

Vaggie: Thanks Angel.

Angel Dust: Don't mention it. I'm the best!

Vaggie: Haha.

Charlie: That was so nice of you, Angel.

[Lucifer comes back outside. Abd pushes two rubber ducks into Charkie's hands]

Lucifer: Here, sweetheart. These are for you two.

Charlie: Aw. Thanks dad.

Vaggie: They're cute.

[A little while later, Charlie helps Vaggie get into the car, and she gets in herself.]

[Later in da Lust Ring. They had to leave the car in the Pride ring, cus the elevator carrying the vehicles were full. So Razzle is carrying their stuff. Charlie stops infront of Asmodeus's House with Vaggie.]

[Inside, Asmodeus is sitting on the couch, when Charlie and Vaggie walk inside]

Asmodeus: Charlie! [He stands up and hugs Charlie.]

Charlie: Uncle! [She returns the hug, then Asmodeus puts her down] So, this is Vaggie. My girlfriend, future wife, future queen of Hell alongside me, and mom of my child.

[Asmodeous looks over at Vaggie, a smile appearing on his face]

Asmodeus: You must reallyl love her to think all of that for the future. But she looks absolutely stunning.

Vaggie: [She's trying to think of a subject to talk about] Wow uhm...It's really blue here...

Asmodeus: That’s ‘cause it’s the lust ring. Blue, the main color. Obviously. [He turns back to Charlie] So. You got her pregnant?

Charlie: I sure did. I used one of mom's old magic spell things.

Asmodeus: Wow. Okay. Congrats, kiddo. [He looks back over at Vaggie, looking at her stomach] Asmodeus: Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl yet?

Vaggie: No...uhm...Y-Your highness...

Asmodeus: Aww. So polite.

Charlie: Polite indeed! [She drapes an arm around Vaggie, who blushes furiously] I found her in an alleyway.

Asmodeus: Aw. So...um...Romatic.

Charlie: It was love at first sight. I bandaged her up.

[Vaggie’s face turns even more red as Charlie continues to dote on her, and Asmodeus looks fondly at them]

Vaggie: [She starts turning sad.] Charlieee! I don't deserve you...

Charlie: Nonsense! You do deserve me, babe. And i deserve you as my partner...That came out wrong... [She hugs Vaggie again and kisses her forehead]

Vaggie: [She starts crying] But Charlie...

[Charlie’s face fills with worry as Vaggie starts to cry. She pulls Vaggie in for a tighter hug]

Charlie: Hey, hey ,hey… What’s wrong? Why are you crying, love?

Asmodeus: You don't remember?

Charlie: I don't even know...anything about fallen angel pregnancy...

Asmodeus: They're more sensitive than humans, or demons. And plus. She's getting moodswings.

Charlie: …Ohh, yeah, I forgot about that… [She continues hugging Vaggie, and runs her fingers through Vaggie’s hair in a comforting gesture]

Fizzarolli: Aww, Ozzie. This is cute.

Asmodeus: I know, Froggie...I know... [He watches as Charlie dotes on Vaggie, a small smile on his face]

Charlie: Who's that, Ozzie?

Asmodeus: He's my boyfriend.

Fizzarolli: Fizzarolli, hi. You must know me.

Charlie: Maybe. Kinda. Sort of. Saw you on Uncle Mammon's tv ads.

Asmodeus: Let us show you to your room.

Fizzarolli: I filled it up with soft pillows.

[Once in the bedroom, they see that the room is, in fact, full of soft pillows and blankets, and even some scented candles]

Fizzarolli: See? Super comfy!

Vaggie: I like it...

Charlie: I do too, it's perfect.

[She sits down on the bed and pulls Vaggie down with her, and Vaggie lays her head on Charlie's chest]

Vaggie: [She plops onto the bed.] Ugh...

Asmodeus: Woah woah. Careful sweetheart. Your stomach.

Vaggie: Right, I forgot about that…

[Charlie gently takes hold of Vaggie’s waist to move her into a more comfortable and lying-down position]

Fizzarolli: So cute.

[Asmodeus pats Fizzarolli’s head]

Asmodeus: Yes, yes, yes, they’re adorable.

[Charlie lies down next to Vaggie, and pulls the blankets over the both of them]

[The next morning, Charlie is already up, and she sees Vaggie still asleep, She kisses her girlfriend's forehead, who smiles in her sleep in return.]

Charlie: She's so pretty. [She yawns and stretches] Guess i should get my coffee.

[Charlie gets out of bed and runs to the kitchen, she sees Fizz sitting at the table.]

Fizzarolli: Good morning, your highness.

Charlie: Oh please, just call me Charlie. No need for royal titles like that.

Fizzarolli: Okay, Charlie. So, you want food? Something to drink?

Charlie: I just want coffee.

Fizzarolli: Goot it.

Asmodeus: Oh no. You are NOT touching that coffee machine. Remember last time?

Charlie: What exactly happened last time?

Asmodeus: He. Almost ate the coffee beans.

Fizzarolli: Come on, it was an almost...Not that i didn'r wanna eat it, but i didn't do it!

Charlie: Weird. Niffty does it all the time. Maybe explains why she was so energetic last week.

[Just then, Vaggie walks in, extremely tired, as she sits down at the table]

Vaggie: Morning...

Charlie: Good morning, honey! Did you sleep well? What did you dream about?

Vaggie: I dreamt of killing Lute and celebrating over her corpse...

Charlie: Wow...uh...Cool dream. You must really hate her.

Vaggie: Yea.

Asmodeus: Do you guys want some food?

Charlie: Well. Not right now. I'm not hungry when i wake up.

Vaggie: I want food...I want soup...

Charlie: Isn't it too early for that-Nevermind. I remember, cravings.

Fizzarolli: I can make it!

Asmodeus: HAH. No. What did we talk about?

Fizzarolli: Fine fine. No making food for months until i learn to cook. I know.

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[At the beggining of the chapter. Vaggie is laying in bed.]

Charlie: How are you sweetie? Are you feeling good?

Vaggie: Charlie. I'm fine. It's okay. To be honest. I'm feeling so much better. I could easily get out of bed right now.

Charlie: You shouldn't. I want you to be safe. I'm sorry, Vaggie. But, you should stay here. Who knows who might wanna hurt you.

Vaggie: In a place which belongs to a sin?

Charlie: Well...Maybe not in here...Just...Listen. I need to go back to the hotel, dad said on the phone that we left some stuff there. I'll be back soon. So, cus of this, Uncle Ozzie will be taking care of you.

Vaggie: Really? But baby...don't leave!

Charlie: Don't worry. I'll be fine. And you will also be fine.

[Charlie puts her hand on Vaggie's shoulder, and looks into her eyes, trying to ensure her that everything is going to be alright.]

Vaggie: Alright...But can I at least get out of bed? Staying here is killing me...

[Charlie thinks for a moment...]

Charlie: Alright. But only for a few minutes. Don't try to overexert yourself.

Vaggie: Babe. I know i'm pregnant. But i'm only at day one. Not even a week.

Charlie: I know...but I still don't want anything to happen to you...

Vaggie: I know. But you don't need to worry so much. I'll be careful...

Charlie: Okay. Just, don't do TOO much. You might hurt the baby.

Vaggie: Don't worry. I'll be fine.

[Vaggie slowly starts to get out of bed...]

Charlie: Okay. Take it easy.

[Charlie grabs Vaggie's hand and carefully helps her up.]

Vaggie: Thank you...

[Vaggie stands on her feet, and takes a few steps, still holding Charlie's hand. She is walking very slowly...]

Charlie: Take your time...Just be careful...

[Vaggie continues walking, and suddenly, she gets a bit dizzy, and starts to stumble a little.]

Charlie: You haven't eaten in hours.

Vaggie: Yeah...I'm just not feeling that hungry.

[Vaggie tries to keep walking, but she's still stumbling a little bit.]

Asmodeus: [He enters the room] Charlie? Is everything okay?

Charlie: Yeah, Uncle Ozzie. Everything is fine. It's just...Vaggie is feeling a little dizzy.

Asmodeus: What's wrong?..

Charlie: She's just feeling a little weak, is all...I think she needs to eat.

[Vaggie is still stumbling a bit but she is holding onto Charlie for support.]

Vaggie: I'm just not hungry...

Charlie: But you need to eat. [She rubs Vaggie's belly, gently.] You need food. The baby needs food. And you both need energy.

Vaggie: I know...

Charlie: I'll be going...Uncle Ozzie is gonna take care of you. I'll be back soon, i promise.

Vaggie: Okay...

[Charlie leans in and kisses Vaggie's cheek, then she gives her a hug. Charlie starts to walk towards the door, glancing back at Vaggie one last time.]

Charlie: [She looks up to Asmodeus] Take care of her.

Asmodeus: Don't worry. I will. I promise.

[Asmodeus pats Vaggie on the head, and smiles comfortingly at her.]

Vaggie: Thank you...

[Charlie leaves the room. Vaggie is now alone with Asmodeus, and she is still feeling very weak and tired, but she tries to stay standing on her own.]

Asmodeus: Careful, sweetheart. [He holds Vaggie's back] You might fall.

Vaggie: Sorry...I'm just feeling really tired...

[Vaggie leans on Asmodeus' chest for support. She is too weak to stand on her own at this point.]

Asmodeus: I'll make you some food. Come on.

Vaggie: Alright...

[Asmodeus takes Vaggie in his arms, and slowly leads her out of the bedroom, heading for the kitchen.]

Vaggie: You know...You look like a chicken...

Asmodeus: A rooster, actually.

Vaggie: Yeah, a rooster...[She chuckles.]

Asmodeus: What would you like to eat?

[Asmodeus walks into the kitchen, still carrying Vaggie in his arms. He sets her down gently onto the chair, and starts to look through the fridge.]

Vaggie: I honestly don't know... [She rubs her forehead. She is still feeling dizzy, and her head is starting to hurt.]

Asmodeus: How about...soup?

Vaggie: Like yesterday?

Asmodeus: Sure. You seemed to like what i made.

[Asmodeus takes some soup from the fridge, and starts to heat it up in a bowl.]

Vaggie: Yeah. It was pretty good...

[Vaggie rubs her stomach with one of her hands, and closes her good eye.]

Asmodeus: Hey. Don't worry. You'll be a good mother.

Vaggie: I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about Charlie. If we bring this baby to Hell of all places...

Asmodeus: Hey. If you want to...You could maybe stay here. And if you don't wanna. I'm sure Luci will help you.

Vaggie: I'm sure too...Oh...By the way...Where is the imp guy you're with?

Asmodeus: Oh, he went out with his friend.

Vaggie: That explains why it's so quiet right now.

[Asmodeus laughs a little, and sets the bowl full of soup in front of Vaggie.]

Asmodeus: Here you go.

[Vaggie looks at the soup. She doesn't feel hungry at all, but...well, she has to eat something, right?]

Vaggie: Thank you.

Asmodeus: Don't even mention it.

Vaggie: Okay. Than i won't.

[Asmodeus smiles, and watches as Vaggie slowly starts to eat. She is still feeling nauseous and dizzy, but she tries to push through it. After a few minutes, she finishes around half of the bowl, and pushes it away from herself, she leans back in the chair, closing her eye for a moment.]

Vaggie: I think I’m done for now… I just can’t do more…

Asmodeus: That’s alright. You’ve had enough. It’s important to take it slow.

[Vaggie nods faintly, her hand resting on her stomach again.]

Vaggie: I hate feeling like this… It’s like I can’t do anything.

Asmodeus: You’ll be back on your feet soon enough....Well...9 months. But still. You just need some rest. Plus, you've got the best company while you're here.

Vaggie: Yeah....Thanks...

Asmodeus: It’s my job. I’m a natural at making people feel better. [He takes the bowl and sets it aside, then sits down across from Vaggie at the table.] So, tell me… What’s been on your mind lately? Besides your hunger and dizziness, I mean.

Vaggie: It’s just… with the baby, and everything. It’s a lot. I want to be strong for Charlie, but sometimes… I feel like I’m failing her. I can't even protect her correctly when we were battling with Adam and the exorcists. And now-

Asmodeus: You’re not failing anyone. You’ve just got a lot going on, and it’s okay to not be okay all the time.

Vaggie: I just want this to work. I want to give Charlie everything she deserves, and I want to keep our baby safe. I’m just... I’m scared. Of what might happen. What will happen. What would or wouldn't actually happen.

[Asmodeus leans forward, his voice gentle but firm.]

Asmodeus: There’s no one else I’d trust to protect a baby better than Charlie, or Lucifer. They will protect that baby. And from what Charlie told me last night during our secret snack time-I mean, when we were discussing things like adults, she told me how much you can actually handle.

Vaggie: Yeah. I mean. Back when the fight was happening. You should have seen how Lucifer punched Adam in the face. It was hilarious.

Asmodeus: I'm sure it was. Now, how about I help you get back to bed? You need some rest.

Vaggie: Nooo!

Asmodeus: No arguing. Come on. [He pucks Vaggie up and carries her to her and Charlie's room] Here. Rest. And if you need anything. Scream.

Vaggie: I don't wanna rest. I'm not even tired.

[Asmodeus tucks her in gently.]

Vaggie: I'm still not tired...What is happening to meee?

[Asmodeus quietly leaves the room, letting her rest. He heads back into the living room.]

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[The next week after Vaggie finally spent time with Asmodeus, Charlie was so happy they got along so well.]

Charlie: Alright, Vaggie. Time to meet Auntie Beelzebub.

Vaggie: Well...I'm still not so sure about this...

Charlie: Ah come on. Auntie Bee is cool. She's not bad. Just give this a shot.

Vaggie: [She sighs] Alright...

[The two go to the Gluttony Ring.]

Vaggie: Why isn't your Uncle coming? Didn't he say he say he'd follow us wherever we go?

Charlie: Yes, but he trusts Beelzebub with my life, and currently, your life too. Soo. He’s letting us handle this one on our own. Besides, Auntie Bee isn’t the kind of demon you need to be afraid of-unless you try to take her food without asking.

Vaggie: [She crosses her arms] That doesn’t exactly make me feel better, Charlie.

Charlie: Okay, fair, but I promise, she’s really nice! She just… has a big personality.

[The two walk into the mansion, a party is going on, but Beelzebub instantly spots Charlie.]

Beelzebub: Applepie! Oh, my stars, it’s been forever!

Charlie: Auntie Bee!

[Beelzebub immediately scoops Charlie up in a bear hug, spinning her around before setting her down. Then, she turns to Vaggie, looking her up and down.]

Beelzebub: Who's this you brought along?

Vaggie: [Nervously] Uh...I'm Vaggie...Hi..

Charlie: My girlfriend! She's pregnant!

Beelzebub: [Grinning] Oh! Good job, Charlie. I hope she's hungry, because in my house, no one stays empty-handed-or empty-stomached! [She gestures toward an enormous banquet table piled high with food. Vaggie glances at Charlie, who nods encouragingly.]

Charlie: See? Nothing to worry about.

Vaggie: I am kinda hungry...

Charlie: Oh. Don't worry. I'll just get you something-

[Vaggie and Charlie freeze for a moment, caught off guard by Beelzebub suddenly picking up Vaggie and carrying her to a table.]

Charlie: Uhh… I think Vaggie just said she was hungry-

Beelzebub: Hell yeah! I heard it!

[Before Vaggie can even blink, Beelzebub vanishes in a blur of speed, only to return seconds later-her arms completely overflowing with food.]

Beelzebub: EAT! Eat, you're carrying a baby. You need to eat to get yourself on your feet again!

Vaggie: [She's staring at the overwhelming amount of food] Uh… I appreciate it, but I don’t think I can eat all of-

Beelzebub: [Threateningly] Eat.

Charlie: [She laughs nervously] Just… just go with it, babe. You'll be good.

[Vaggie sighs but starts picking at a plate of food. Beelzebub immediately beams, clapping her hands together.]

Beelzebub: Good! Good! Now, what are you craving? Spicy? Sweet? Savory? Do you need, like, something really weird, like pickles and chocolate? I CAN MAKE IT HAPPEN!

Vaggie: ...Honestly, I just wanted a sandwich.

Beelzebub: A sandwich?! Babe, I can do so much more than a sandwich!

[And just like that, Beelzebub disappears again, determined to return with even more food-whether Vaggie wants it or not.]

Charlie: You do realize that by saying you were hungry, you’ve now got Beelzebub’s full-time, unconditional food service, right?

Vaggie: I made a mistake... I just want that sandwich... How do you deal with this?...

[Vortex, standing off to the side, just shrugs, arms crossed like this is completely normal for him. He looks at the chaos of Beelzebub zooming around, preparing absurd amounts of food like she’s feeding an entire army instead of one pregnant fallen angel.]

Vortex: Honestly? I’m not paid enough to care. But I love Bee, so, y’know. It’s worth it.

[At that exact moment, Beelzebub reappears, holding the biggest, most elaborate sandwich imaginable. It’s stacked way too high, practically glowing with some kind of magical energy, and has gold flakes sprinkled on top.]

Beelzebub: TA-DAAAAA! ONE SANDWICH! PERFECTLY CRAFTED FOR A PREGNANT FALLEN ANGEL!

Vaggie: Hooly shiit…That’s bigger than my head...

Charlie: [She's trying hard not to laugh] You did ask for a sandwich.

Vortex: Yeahhh, see, that’s where you messed up. Never ask Bee for something simple.

Beelzebub: EAT! EAT!! You're growing a baby inside you. You need to eat like a queen.

[Vaggie sighs but takes a bite, and despite everything, it’s actually delicious.]

Vaggie:…Okay...This is actually really good...

Beelzebub: [She's so smug] See? I know what i'm doing. [Vortex just chuckles and shakes his head.]

Vortex: Yeah. You’re stuck with this now. Welcome to the "Bee Will Overfeed You" club.

[Charlie grins, watching Vaggie eat the massive sandwich.]

Charlie: Maybe you could eat something else-

Vaggie: What?

Charlie: I meant-Uh. Maybe we could meet my uncle Mammon next!

Beelzebub: The pissy clown shit? Really? Him? Why? You could just stay here forever. I'd give you plently of food. And drinks.

Charlie: As much as i'd love that...Remember what my dad told me, and you. What you can't do?

Beelzebub: Okay fine. But i still think letting you as a baby eat Sprinkles for breakfast was a good idea.

Charlie: That's exactly why dad won't let me stay with you for more than a week.

Beelzebub: Fine, fine. But, have you though of any names yet? I could give you some tips.

[Vaggie nearly chokes mid-bite, and Charlie has to pat her back to help her recover.]

Vaggie: Apperieciate it...But we already decided on names.

Beelzebub: Oh! Oh! Is it skmething cute?

Charlie: Yeah. If it's a girl, it's Lucy.

Beelzebub: Aww. Like Lucifer's name!

Charlie: And if it's a boy, it will be Daniel.

Beelzebub: Weird name choice considering the meaning...But okay. Still good choices! I like them.

Vortex: [Whispering to Vaggie] Bee will spam you with name ideas whether you already decided on names or not.

Beelzebub: Damn right I will! This baby is gonna have the best name in all of Hell!

Vaggie: What have I gotten myself into?..

[Charlie just squeezes Vaggie’s hand reassuringly.]

Charlie: A big, loud, chaotic family! But hey, at least you’re eating well, right?

[Vaggie sighs but nods, finally resigning herself to the Beelzebub experience. Meanwhile, Beelzebub is already zooming off, shouting about making dessert next, and yelling at the imps and hellhounds at the party.]

Beelzebub: Alright bitches, ya'll enjoy the party. And say hi to my niece, and my future niece in law! If anyone dares to hurt them. I'll make sure you die! No pressure on ya'll!

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[A few days later, after Vaggie has somehow managed to survive Beelzebub, she and Charlie are on a ridiculously oversized couch in Beelzebub’s mansion. Vaggie is comfortably full, maybe too full-but at least Bee has finally stopped piling more food onto her plate.]

Beelzebub: Alright, now that you’re stuffed like a proper guest in my house, let’s get to the fun stuff!

Vaggie: [She groans] There’s more?!

Beelzebub: Oh yeah. The night’s just getting started. There's more, so much more!

[Before Vaggie can protest, Beelzebub claps her hands, and makes drinks appear.]

Vortex: Aaand here we go. Party mode activated.

Beelzebub: [Grinning mischievously] What? We gotta celebrate! Charlie’s got a girlfriend! She’s got a baby on the way! And that means it’s time to party, Gluttony-style!

Vaggie: I don’t think a pregnant woman should be partying-

[Before she can finish, Beelzebub shoves a pink drink into her hand.]

Charlie: I don't think she should drink anything like that.

Beelzebub: Relax, Applepie. It’s just juice. I make the best non-alcoholic cocktails in all of Hell.

[Vaggie sighs, then takes a sip.]

Vaggie: Okay...It's actually delicious. Husk would love this.

Beelzebub: See? I got you!

[With that, the party kicks into full gear. Charlie is already being dragged to the dance floor by Beelzebub, and Vortex is watching from the sidelines. Vaggie, meanwhile, stays put, sipping her drink.]

Vortex: Welcome to every party Bee ever throws.

Vaggie: Maybe this isn't so bad...

Vortex: Yeah. You know, you don't seem so bad either.

Vaggie: Thanks. You seem cool too.

Beelzebub: [Yelling over the music] Come on, Vaggie! Get up here! You’re missing out!

Vaggie: [Shaking her head] I think I’ll pass on the dancing, thanks. Pregnant and all.

Charlie: You’re missing all the fun, Vaggie! Come on, I’ll teach you a few moves!

Vaggie: [She sighs] Fine. One song. But you owe me one, Charlie.

Vortex: Have fun!

[Charlie beams and immediately grabs Vaggie by the hand, and takes her away to dance.]

Vaggie: Okay...But uhm...I don't do dance...

Charlie: Don't worry, just follow my lead. You’ve got this!

[Beelzebub is still dancing widly, than she glances over at Vaggie and Charlie, clearly pleased with herself.]

Beelzebub: That’s the spirit! If those two aren’t careful, I’ll throw them a wedding tomorrow!

Vaggie: Great. Just what I need. A wedding thrown by Beelzebub.

Charlie: That sounds perfect. She'd make amazing food! Vaggie: Let's just get through tonight first, okay?

[The two give each other a smile.]

Vaggie: I think I’m starting to get the hang of this.

Charlie: You’re doing great!

Beelzebub: [Shouting from across the room] That’s what I’m talking about! Now you two are perfect together!

Vaggie: [Quietly to Charlie] This is... nice. I don’t think I’ve ever had this much fun at a party before.

Charlie: What? You never had fun?

Vaggie: Lute and Adam never let us have fun, they said we need to "rip some demon ass off" instead of other things that are actually fun.

Charlie: Oof. But hey, now you're with me, i'm not letting anything take you away. And you can come to my aunt's parties as much as you want.

Vaggie: I don't know what i'd do without you. Probably would have been found by someone else, but-

Charlie: But that isn't this scenario. And it never will be.

[Meanwhile at a different corner.]

Vortex: You really know how to get people out of their shells, huh?

Beelzebub: It’s a gift. But i mean, look at them! They’re actually having fun. Years of practice.

Vortex: Look, they're about to kiss.

Beelzebub: WHAT?! [Protective aunt mode, actovate]

[Before Vaggie and Charlie could kiss, Beelzebub appears between them.]

Beelzebub: Alright, alright, I gotta cut in! One dance with my niece before you steal her away forever. Okay, thanks, byeee.

[Beelzebub drags Charlie off]

Beelzebub: You okay? Did she do what that Seviathan guy did to you? I hope not!

Charlie: Auntie, i'm fine. Vaggie's nothing like Sev-You know my ex.

[Beelzebub immediately checks Charlie everywhere, you know, like how a protective and (not so, but still is) responsible aunt would do so.]

[Meanwhile, again, Vaggie sits down at a couch.]

Vaggie: Is she always like this?

Vortex: Oh yeah. Every. Single. Party.

Vaggie: No i mean, with Charlie? She scooped her up before i could kiss her.

Vortex: Oh yeah, she has always been protective, especially of people she loves.

Vaggie: I get that. Lucifer did the same once. Except he didn't drag Charlie away before we could kiss.

Vortex: Maybe cus Charlie has an ex. He was really rude to her, Bee told me all about it during our nightly gossip session a few months earlier.

[Vaggie slowly takes her spear out]

Vortex: Where did you take that out from?

Charlie: Vaggie! You okay?

Vaggie: [She immediately puts her Spear away] Yeah. I'm fine.

Charlie: Good. I hope nobody bothered you.

Vaggis: Nah, i had a talk with this guy tho.

Vortex: Hi.

Vaggie: He told me you have an ex. You never told me that.

Charlie: Oh yeah, i didn't wanna. I thought you'd feel weird if i talked about an ex.

Vaggie: Wow. And here i always am, pouring my heart and secrets out to you. And yet you got mad at me for hiding a secret i'm insecure about.

Charlie: I already apologized for being mad. And you did too.

Vaggie: I know. But still.

Charlie: We're okay with each other still. Right?

Vaggie: [She sighs] Yes. We are. Don't worry, i won't get mad.

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I'm gonna explain myself, as to why i'm not posting much to my stories, with the rate i'm doing the stories, and the priority i'm doing the stories are.:

1. The Messy au. First book, first priority, started my adventures on AO3.

2. Is the svtfoe x RC9GN. Yeah, surprise. This is a crossover i've wanted to make since a long time, well, since rewatching the show.

3. Is the Vaggie meets the sins. Cus, you know, DUH. I don't post on the chapter because i'm pre-writing the stories.

4. Is the Helluva AU story. New book, new priority, yeah, but i always focus on the newer stuff.

And 5th. Is the Charlie's Evil Hotel. It's an au i don't always take too seriously.

This explanations are posted to all my stories.

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[In the Greed Ring. Infront of Mammon's circus tent. Charlie steps out of their car, and she helps Vaggie get out as well.]

Asmodeus: Is it really necessary to meet Mammon of all sins? Can't it be Belphegor? Or Leviathan? Or-

Charlie: No, we're going in order in the list i made.

Vaggie: We have a list? But yeah. I'm not sure we should meet the greed sin himself...

Asmodeus: I agree.

Charlie: Come on, guys? Please? [She gives puppy dog eyes]

Vaggie: [She sighs] Alright, but only for you.

Charlie: Fuck yes! Uncle Ozzie?

Asmodeus: Only if he doesn't touch either of you.

Charlie: But what about hugs?

Asmodeus: Fine, hugs can happen.

[The three walk closer to the tent. Suddenly, Mammon appears in an explosion.]

Mammon: Aaay, my niece! [He rushes over and picks up Charlie instantly and hugs her]

Vaggie: Why does she always get picked up with hugs?

Asmodeus: It's a family trandition.

Mammon: How's my apple cider bany doing? [He lets go of Charlie and puts her down]

Charlie: I'm good, great even. Because- [She shows Vaggie to Mammon, by doing a grand reveal] my girlfriend!

Mammon: Oh...Girlfriend. Wow. You got a girlfriend before me? Not fair.

Vaggie: Nice to uh...Meet you, sir.

Mammon: Eugh, don't call me that, makes me sound old...Anyway, who are ya'?

Vaggie: My-

Charlie: [She's super excited, so excited that she says these next few words super fast] Her name's Vaggie. She's here to meet you. And you're gonna be a granduncle!

Mammon: A what?

Charlie: Grandunc-Ooh. Should have waited until food, so we can tell it while sitting down,oh well, maybe with aunties Leviathan i can do that.

Mammon: I'mma be a granduncle? Does that mean i need to spend money on gifts?

Asmodeus: Yes. Dickbag.

Mammon: Ah fuck. Not my wallet.

Asmodeus: You literally have Infinite money-

Mammon: [In the most diva voice ever] But it's not enough for meh!

Charlie: [She laughs] It’s never enough for you, huh, Uncle?

Mammon: [He waves his hand at Charlie dismissively] I’m just saying, I like my cash to stay in my pocket where it belongs! Ain't no one gonna tell me how to spend my hard earned cash!

Asmodeus: Hard earned?! You have people do things for you-

Charlie: Can you two please not argue? This isn't the reunion of the family yet.

Mammon: [He pouts, cus he mad and grumpy now] Ugh, fine, i'll spend my money on baby stuff. But it's gonna be fancy. [He grins] I’ll get that kid something that’ll make the other lower class plebs jealous!

Charlie: I knew you'd come through! Just don't call lower class demons plebs next time? Please?

Mammon: No promises apple cider.

Vaggie: This is gonna be a long day, won't it?

Asmodeus: Obviously.

Mammon: How 'bout some food, eh? Food's on Ozz.

Asmodeus: What?!

Charlie: [She happily claps her hands] Ooh, food sounds great!

Vaggie: Just... no more explosions, please?

Mammon: No promises, niece-in-law, what's your name. [He leads them into the tent.]

Vaggie: It’s Vaggie. And I’d really prefer not to be called niece-in-law.

Mammon: Eh, we’ll workshop it.

[Later. Inside the tent.]

Charlie: Wow, Uncle, this place is amazing!

Mammon: Of course it is! It’s my tent! Everything I touch turns to gold, metaphorically. It’s called flair.

Charlie: [She giggles] Anyway! Let’s eat!

Mammon: Eat up! It’s all on Ozzie!

Asmodeus: Excuse me?!

Charlie: [Ignoring them, she takes a plate] So, Uncle Mammon. How do you feel?

Mammon: Wha-? About what?

Charlie: That....You're gonna be a granduncle.

Mammon: [He freezes for a moment, and his eyes widen] Oh, that... Well, it's a bit wild, ain't it? Never thought I'd be called a granduncle. I mean, I’m always the fun guy in the family, but this? Never saw it comin’. So great. Cool. I'll spoil that kid rotten.

Charlie: Just...Don’t go overboard. I don't think anyone wants to deal with a spoiled brat. Especially since it's ours, not yours.

Mammon: Oh, I’m not talkin’ about spoilin' 'em with toys or candies, I’m talkin’ lifestyle-the kid’s gonna have the best stuff. Not like any other demon’s brat, that’s for sure.

Charlie: You'll be a...great granduncle.

Mammon: Aww, come on, don’t go all sentimental on me now. I’m just doin' what I do best. By making everything better.

Vaggie: By spending someone else's money?

Mammon: Well, that’s the best way to do it!

[They sit down to eat.]

Charlie: This is perfect. My girlfriend. My uncles. All together. You get to meet my girlfriend, and become a granduncle.

Mammon: See? I told ya'.

Vaggie: [She looks at Charlie] You really do have the most... unique family.

Charlie: [Beaming with happiness. (cus right now, whole writing this, i'm thinking about pilot Charlie's personality)] And I wouldn’t change it for anything.

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[Just to clarify, the group went out of Mammon's tent into his real house, but Charlie was told by Bee that Mammon would be in the tent, not at home.]

Charlie: How are feeling, baby?

Vaggie: Feeling complicated...[She starts whining] I miss home!

Charlie: Don't cry...Don't cry...Here. Have a plushie. [She gives Vaggie a plush that was near. But it only makes things worse.]

Vaggie: It reminds me of my childhood...I didn't have any plushies! [She cries]

Charlie: Oh...

Mammon: What's with all the cryin'? [He sees Vaggie crying, and walks over] Ay', don't cry. Cryin’ ain’t good for business, ya know?

Vaggie: [She sniffles] Business? What does that have to do with anything?

Mammon: [He grins] Everything! You think people buy my merch ‘cause they’re happy? Nah! They buy ‘cause they got feelings. And what’s a bigger feeling than sadness? Guilt! Nostalgia! Regret! That’s prime marketing, baby!

Charlie: Uncle, that’s not helping.

Mammon: [He shrugs] Eh, worth a shot.

Vaggie: [She wipes her eye] So what, you're saying I should just... Buy my happiness?

Mammon: [grinning wider] Now ya' get it! The best form of therapy is shopping! Lucky for you, I got just the thing-

Charlie: [She groans] Uncle, can you just- I don’t know- try being comforting instead of trying to make a sale with your future in-law?

Mammon: [huffs] Fine, fine. Uh… there, there. [He awkwardly pats Vaggie’s shoulder] Uh...Love yourself you bitch.

Vaggie: No.

Mammon: Eh. Worth a shot.

Charlie: You’re impossible.

Mammon: And rich! And i plan on spending money on the kid now. And i'll be the greatest granducle. I'll be the favorite.

Vaggie: You know, you're kind of... terrible at comforting people.

Mammon: [laughs] Hey, I never claimed to be a therapist, kiddo. I'm just here for the good times and the sales.

Asmodeus: Maybe... Just maybe, you could try being a little less Mammon for once?

Mammon: [He shrugs] Eh, the whole "normal" thing is overrated anyway. You ever try living on the edge?

Charlie: Uncle Ozzie, stay out of this. Please?

Vaggie: [She grabs Charlie's hand and squeezes it] You put that thing in me!

Charlie: Woah... Ow... Okay. Uh... Sorry?..

Vaggie: [She lets go of Charlie's hand] Apology accepted. I feel happy!

Charlie: That's great. Finally. You're happy! That's what I want to see! [She sees Vaggie's smile] Aww. Alastor would be jelous of that smile.

Vaggie: Well, he can’t have everything.

Mammon: That’s the spirit! See? Sometimes, all it takes is a little retail therapy...

Charlie: Or, you know, a random outburst of emotions?..

Asmodeus: Really, Mammon? Are you going to continue to be like this for the entire day?

Mammon: It’s a lifestyle, Ozz. You should try it sometime.

Vaggie: Ooooh. Burn...

Charlie: Everyone calm down. Okay? Okay. Look. We didn't come here to argue or pick on each other. But if you two are gonna pick on each other. We can just move on. And spend two weeks elsewhere.

Asmodeus: Fine, fine.

Charlie: Great. Now, apologize to each other.

Asmodeus: [He rolls his eyes] Sorry.

Mammon: Sorry...For being correct.

Asmodeus: You fucker!

Charlie: No arguing. Now hug.

[Charlie pushes Asmodeus and Mammon close to each other, and they reluctantly hug]

Charlie: Now a kiss on the cheek.

Mammon: No fuckin' way we're doin' that!

Vaggie: She. Said. A. Kiss!

[Asmodeus and Mammon look at each other and kiss each other's cheeks.]

Charlie: Great jobs!

Mammon: Eugh. Never doing that again.

Asmodeus: Wise words.

Vaggie: Uuugh...I'm hungry.

Charlie: Don't worry. I got this. Uncle Mammon, Uncle Ozzie, please, let's go get food for Vaggie. Now.

Mammon: I'm getting the food first.

Asmodeus: No, you don't.

[The two run off to get food]

Charlie: See? I can turn any arguement into them getting you food.

Vaggie: Haha. Thanks sweetie.

Charlie: You're welcome, babe.

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[Chapter begins in the Sloth ring, where Charlie is standing infront of two giant doors]

Charlie: Razzle, careful with my future wife.

[The two little goat bodyguards carry Vaggie out of the car]

Vaggie: Okay... Oof...

Charlie: You okay sweetie?

Vaggie: Yeah...

Charlie: What's wrong?

Vaggie: Just gotta... Throw up really quickly...

[Charlie hands Vaggie the "special emergency bucket"]

Vaggie: Thanks honey...

Charlie: Wow... And here i thought mom's pregnancy with me was complicated.

Vaggie: They already told you... Angel. Pregnancy. Is. DIFFERENT. You dumb bitch! Oh i'm so sorry honey.

Charlie: No, it's okay. I don't take it as offence. It's just an outburst. I don't think you mean it actually.

Vaggie: No. [Starts crying] Of course I don't...

Charlie: Let's go into Auntie Bel's castle... And she'll know what to do...

[Charlie picks her future wife into her arms, and carries her inside, and the inside of Belphegor's home is covered in pillows, blankets, because Belphegor. Sleeps. Alot.]

Charlie: Auntie Belphegor?.. [She sees her aunt sleeping] Oh. Well I guess we cab sneak into the guest room, while she sleeps-

Belphegor: Charlotte?..

Charlie: [She puts Vaggie down onto a couch, CAREFULLY] Hi auntie.

Belphegor: [She rubs her eyes] Hi sweetie... You are here because?..

Charlie: I-

Belphegor: Brought your girlfriend to my home?

Charlie: Yes. Actually.

Belphegor: You do realize she's pregnant... Right?..

Charlie: How did you know?!

Belphegor: Hehe. My senses tell me. And because Luci called me in his giddy voice and told me everything.

Vaggie: So now we know who the favorite child is.

Belphegor: I don't think Lucifer plays favorites with us. But whazever you think, Maggie.

Vaggie: It's- Whatever.

Charlie: Her name's Vaggie. With a V. Now an M.

Belphegor: Right. Haha.... That's what I said too! Vaggie... Not... Maggie... Hah... Heh...

Charlie: Anywhoo. Can we stay here for a week? We are doing a "visit the sins weekly" thing, soo, can we?..

Belphegor: I can never say no to my favorite and only niece. So yes. But don't disturb me when I sleep... You know how-

Charlie: Mad you can get. I know.

Belphegor: Good. You remember. That means you never forgot what I said.

Charlie: I was 6. Of course I would never forget.

[Vaggie groans slightly and leans further into the pillows. Belphegor gets up and puts a balnket onto Vaggie.]

Belphegor: She looks like she’s about to fuse with my couch.

Charlie: Thank you, Auntie. She’s just… going through it right now.

Vaggie: [Voice muffled through the pillow] I’m fine… Just… regreting stuff...

Charlie: Regret meeting me?..

Vaggie: Of course not... Regreting agreeing to a baby... a bit...

Charlie: Hey don't worry-

Belphegor: Oh good, that means the pregnancy’s going well.

Charlie: Auntie!

Belphegor: What? I’m joking. Mostly. Anyways... I'm going to go to sleep now...

Vaggie: You just woke up.

Belphegor: Being awake for 5 minutes is a record for me... I'm gonna take a nap juice. [She walks off into her kitchen] Just don’t open my room's door if you hear singing. Or weeping... That's me in my light sleep.

Charlie: Noted! Ma'am!

Belphegor: Kitchen’s down the hall, next to my library. Don't snack without reading the labels.

Vaggie: [Getting up from the couch] Why is everything here a hazard?

Belphegor: It’s my castle... Also, if a pillow smuggles up to you like a living being, it's just Walter, my pet pillow.... He’s chill. Pet him twice and he calms down.

[Charlie giggles, and takes Vaggie's hand to bring her to their room]

Charlie: Thanks, Auntie. We’ll stay quiet, and let you sta cozy.

Belphegor: Mhm. I’ll be unconscious by the time you finish this sentence.

[Belphegor immediately passes out mid-sentence, snoring like a beae.]

Vaggie: …I see the family resemblance now.

Charlie: Hey! Uh... Touché, babe.

Vaggie: Now take me to bed, my future wife!

Charlie: Gladly!~

[Charlie lifts Vaggie up again, and heads down the hallway.]

Charlie: Our room should be… this way? Goosh, she upgraded the last time I was here.

Vaggie: When was that?

Charlie: About uhm... 12 to 14 years. Take it or leave it.

[Charlie opens another large door. Inside is just like the main room, full of pillows to keep comfort, blankets, but this room has a TV! So that's a deluxe plus!]

Vaggie: [She groans] I don’t even want to know what kind of enchantments this place has…

[Charlie carefully lays Vaggie down onto the bed. A pillow scurries up behind her head and purrs.]

Charlie: Walter really is chill.

Vaggie: [She smiles a little] Kinda want one of him for the nursery.

[Charlie sits beside her girlfriend, and strokes her back]

Charlie: You doing okay now?

Vaggie: Better. Just... scared. This is all so much.

Charlie: I know. But we’re not alone, okay? We’ve got each other. And Razzle. And this pillow Auntie has with her as a pet for some reason.

Vaggie: Maybe she got lonely?..

Charlie: Aww. You're right. Maybe 'cus I haven't been visiting her. She's been lonely! Well. Now that is gonna change alot!

[A thud is heard outside of their room, then snoring echoes through the hallways.]

Charlie: Aand. She’s out. Record time again.

Vaggie: Lucky her… I can't even fall asleep...

Charlie: We’ll figure it out. One week, one Sin. You know.

Vaggie: And maybe... one nap at a time, too.

Charlie: Deal. Now close your eyes, love.

[At that, Vaggie sighs, but she quickly manages to fall asleep.]

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[Chapter begins with Vaggie waking up, she groans as she realizes it's morning again, and stretches her arms, and she walks into the kitchen, it's way too early for the morning, so Charlie is still sleeping.]

Vaggie: Alright… Kitchen. Food. Or juice. Or whatever passes for sustenance in this sleepy hell castle. [She carefully walks to the kitchen, and opens the food cabinets. And one of the drinks there has a label on it: "Do Not Open Unless Fully Conscious.”]

Vaggie: …Good enough.

[Unbeknowsts to her, The little pillow pet follows her in secret. And as Vaggie dits down to a chair. Walter jumps onto her lap]

Vaggie: No. God, no. I want the opposite of that.

Walter: Meow.

Vaggie: Can’t believe I’m saying this, but I miss the Pride ring.

Walter: Meow? Meow!

Vaggie: That’s fair.

Belphegor: Seems like Walter likes you.

Vaggie: Oh shit. Hey.

Belphegor: Don't be shocked, i'm not hurting you. Not gonna unless you hurt my Charlie. Hurt her, and you die.

Vaggie: Yes, Ma'am.

[Vaggie's shoulders were now tense. Her brain was still lagging, and the shock of seeing Belphegor this early in the morning did not help with that.]

Vaggie: "Your" Charlie?

Belphegor: My baby niece! Even if she's over 200. She's still my baby.

Vaggie: I can see some family resemblance with you and Lucifer.

Belphegor: Thanks, sweetie. I know.

[Vaggie nodded, leaning back in her chair. She still wasn't fully awake yet, and her brain was beginning to catch up with the reality of the situation.]

Vaggie: So... You're here at this hour... Watching me?

Belphegor: No. It's when I usually wake up. Ozzie told me about this whole routine thing, and how it's good for a "normal" schedule... [She yawns, but she makes herself some coffee.]

[Vaggie's eyebrow lifted in surprise, her tiredness making the action a bit slow.]

Vaggie: Really? Asmodeus told you that?

Belphegor: He might not act like it, but he is very... Well, motherly and brotherly when it comes to us.

Vaggie: Yeah, I can see that- Motherly? But he's a guy.

Belphegor: Then fatherly. He is whatever he wants to be. Honesty. [She took a sip of her drink.]

Belphegor: So how is the baby doing in that stomach of yours?..

Vaggie: I think they're doing good in there...

Belphegor: That’s good. They better be. I’ve already started knitting a little hoodie with horns on it last night.

Vaggie: Wait-you knit?

Belphegor: What? You think just because I'm the sin of sloth, I can’t have cozy hobbies? I take my relaxation very seriously.

[Walter purrs louder now, curling into Vaggie’s lap as if entering the conversation.]

Belphegor: You’ll learn to operate like this soon enough. You’ve got that mom-glow starting already.

Vaggie: [She blinks in confusion] What? No. That’s just sweat. And exhaustion.

Belphegor: Exactly.

[Vaggie groans, slumping in her seat.]

Vaggie: I’m never going to survive this kid, am I?

Belphegor: Oh, you will. You’re tougher than you look. But if not-don’t worry. I’ll haunt your ghost until you figure it out.

Vaggie: …Comforting.

[There’s a pause between them, and to Vaggie, an akward silence. The sun hasn't even risen, and there's already akward silence! Everything is quiet in that uneasy kind of way.]

Belphegor: You know, Charlie’s lucky to have you. She’s soft. Needed someone sharp.

Vaggie: [Quietly] Yeah… Well, I’m not going anywhere.

Belphegor: Good. Because if you did, I’d drag you back myself.

[They clink their mugs gently. Not exactly a toast-more like a silent agreement between the two.]

Vaggie: I needed that.

Belphegor: I know, Maggie.

Vaggie: It's- Whatever. I don't care about my name anymore.

[Meanwhile, Walter snuggles up to Vaggie's stomach, and gives kisses to the baby.]

Belphegor: That's really sweet.

Vaggie: What is happening?...

Belphegor: He knows there's a baby in there. He's a pillow. But is a smart one at that.

Vaggie: Also comforting... A sentient pillow... Heh...

[Belphegor smirks softly, setting her mug down.]

Belphegor: Hell’s weird, sweetie.

[They both sit in silence for a few seconds again. The quiet is now less awkward this time.]

Belphegor: You know, when Luci told me about you… I expected someone taller.

Vaggie: I expected Hell to have better coffee. Life's full of disappointments.

Belphegor: You’ll fit in just well with this family.

[Vaggie gives a half-smile. Walter lets out a little yawn, still resting on her lap like a purring loaf of bread.]

Vaggie: So… you really made a hoodie? With horns?

Belphegor: And a tail. Don’t underestimate my commitment to the bit. It’s black, red trim. Classic baby-demon.

Vaggie: That sounds horrifyingly adorable.

Belphegor: That’s the vibe I go for all the time.

[Belphegor leaned back in her chair, stretching like a lazy cat.]

Belphegor: Don’t tell Lucifer, but i knitted a oensie for the baby, that looks exactly like Lucifer's suit.

Vaggie: Lock on my mouth, ma'am.

Belphegor: Are you hungry?

Vaggie: Sudden change of subject. But yes. I want food.

Belphegor: What do you want?

Vaggie: Hmm... Meat. Ice Cream. Pickles. Maybe soup too.

Belphegor: I should have seen this coming. You pregnant sarcastic lesbian, full of cravings.

Vaggie: Hey!

Belphegor: I said it with affection.

Vaggie: Fine, i'll take it, Belphie.

Belphegor: Just you wait until I tell Charlie you gave me a nickname.

Vaggie: You're the first sin I gave a nickname to. Charlie will be so happy.

Belphegor: I know.

[Walter shifted slightly, letting out a tiny burp that somehow sounded smug.]

Vaggie: Great. The pillow’s getting sassy.

Belphegor: That just means he likes you.

Vaggie: Of course it does.

Belphegor: But you're not pushing him off either.

Vaggie: I do not cling.

Belphegor: I never said that. But you most likely absolutely do with Charlie. But you know, don’t stress too much. You're not doing this alone.

[Vaggie gave a real smile this time, something you don't always see with anyone other than friends, and Charlie.]

Vaggie: ...Thanks, Aunt Belphie.

Belphegor: Go away before I get sentimental. I’ve only had one cup of coffee yet.

Vaggie: You’re a lot... nicer than I thought you'd be.

Belphegor: Don’t spread it around. [She gets up from her chair] Get some rest later. You’ll need it. Baby or not, you're carrying more than most people. [She walks away to make breakfast.]

[Vaggie leans back, stares at the ceiling.]

Vaggie: …I really hate mornings.

Walter: Meow.

Vaggie: Yeah, I know. But maybe this one wasn't completely terrible. [She starts petting Walter.]

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[Begins in the Elevator system.]

Charlie: Soo. Vaggie! Time to meet my aunties Levi and Athan!

Vaggie: I thought Leviathan was the same person.

Charlie: Oh well. Auntie Levi and Athan are the same body, but two different heads.

Vaggie: Two heads?

Charlie: Yup! One body, two heads. Auntie Levi’s the left head, she's actually a sweetie. Athan’s the right, always grumpy, and she hates Uncle Mammon.

Vaggie: That… actually explains a lot about your family...

Charlie: Just wait 'til they start arguing with themselves.

Vaggie: Great...

[The elevator they are in ding.]

Charlie: Remember. Don'f stare too long if Athan is staring at you too.

Vaggie: I knew this trip was going to be weird...

[They walk to Levi & Athan's house, buuuut-]

Vaggie: Why are we infront of a spa?

Charlie: This isn't a spa. It's actually their house.

Vaggie: Their house is a luxury spa?

Charlie: [She giggles] Kinda! Auntie Levi has very specific tastes. She loves wrapping people in seaweed from the living world.

Vaggie: And Athan?

Charlie: Oh, she loves playing darth with Uncle Mammon's puctures.

Vaggie: I was not prepared for that... Your Aunt Athan must really hate Mammon.

Charlie: Yup. She does.

[The doors to the house open. Charlie grabs her darling girlfriend's hand, and led her into the house. Vaggie inside, blinking at the crystal chandelier.]

Vaggie: …I’m either back in heaven or about to get eaten by sea demons.

Charlie: Don't worry! I'm not letting you get eaten by anyone besides me!

[Vaggie blinks hard, heat rising in her cheeks.]

Vaggie: Charlie! Could you not say that in a-

Levi: Is that my little sea star I hear?!

Charlie: Aunties! [She runs forward and hugs the side of her aunt(s).]

Levi: My sweet little pod! Look at you.

Athan: She still looks like a little noodle to me.

Charlie: [She let's go of her aunts] Soo, this is my girlfriend!

[Vaggie gives an awkward little wave.]

Vaggie: Um. Hi...

Charlie: She's a bit shy with family! Her name's Vaggie!

Levi: [Her eyes sparkle] So this is the girl who’s stolen our Charlie’s heart! She tells us alot about you when she's not busy redeeming sinners!

Athan: [She glares at Vaggie] Make sure she's happy.

Charlie: Don’t scare her already! [She steps back to Vaggie, squeezing her hand.]

Athan: Mostly depends on Mammon showing up. Then I might bite someone.

Levi: Ignore her, darling. We’re so happy to meet you. I know I am. Now come in! Sit, relax, hydrate. We’ve prepared the saltwater tea and a coral facial for you!

Vaggie: …Is the tea made from actual saltwater?

Athan: Yes. And Levi keeps trying to get everyone to like it. She thinks it can "clean"'.

Levi: It's not that bad! It’s like… drinking a health potion. Just… chunkier.

Vaggie: I'm terrified...

[They’re led deeper into the mansion.]

Charlie: [She leans close, whispering to Vaggie] Bet you five bucks that Athan challenges you to a knife-throwing contest before dinner.

Vaggie: If she does, I’m winning.

Levi: Who wants a seaweed wrap?

[Vaggie lets out a breath, gripping Charlie’s hand a little tighter.]

Vaggie: So this is your family spa-house. It's a warfare!

Charlie: Yup. Welcome to Auntie Levi and Athan’s.

[Cut to a giant seaweed wrap sliding onto a hot stone slab, with faint demon sigils glowing underneath.]

Charlie: Also aunties... My girlfriend is preg-

Athan: Yeah. We know.

Levi: Lucifer called us.

Charlie: Damn it! He ruins the suprises! I'm glad he never calls Uncle Satan since what happened.

Levi: You want him to meet your girlfriend? No. No. Darling. No! You won't.

Charlie: But auntie!

Levi: No buts. Sit down. And rest.

[Charlie huffs, puffing her cheeks while Vaggie stares at the seaweed.]

Vaggie: …Is this supposed to be pulsing?

Athan: It IS alive. Keeps the nutrients fresh.

Vaggie: [Flatly] Of course it does.

Charlie: [She plops down onto a plush couch] It's fine once you get used to the tingling. Right, Auntie Levi?

Levi: The tingling means it's working! It cleans your soul!

Athan: It keeps Levi entertained.

Levi: No it does not!

Levi: [She gives Vaggie a smile] You don’t have to try it, darling. But you should. It makes your skin radiant.

[One of Leviathan's servants give Charlie and Vaggie some tea as they walk.]

Vaggie: I’ll... consider it after I survive this place.

Charlie: [Sipping some tea] Mmm! Just like I remember!

Vaggie: [She takes a little sip] Oh wow. That's… aggressively ocean.

Athan: [She grins.] You’ll live. It's not poisoned. Unlike what I tried to give Mammon.

Levi: Be nice.

Athan: I am being nice. If I wasn’t, she’d already be in the ocean.

Vaggie: What?!

Charlie: Oh! Haha. Don't worry sweetie. They won't actually throw you into the water. Auntie Athan just likes to joke!

Vaggie: Your childhood suddenly makes so much more sense now...

[Cut to the living room. The four are sitting on couches.]

Vaggie: So… you grew up visiting this place?..

Charlie: Yup! I loved visiting here! Mom always loved this place, mostly to relax from stress and stuff...

[A sudden, echoing CRACK of lightning sounds from one of the upper floors.]

Vaggie: What the hell was that?!

Levi: Oh, that’s just the bath warming up. It’s very relaxing once you stop panicking.

Athan: Which most people don't. So that's fun.

Charlie: [She smiles ear to ear.] Oh! We should totally do that! But... Can pregnant ladies go in that?

Levi: Of course they can. Your mother always went in there to relax while she was pregnant with you.

Charlie: Yay! So this means we can go in.

Vaggie: I'm good, but thanks Charlie.

Levi: You’re missing out, sweetie.

Athan: I like her. Finally someone who agrees that this idea is stupid.

Levi: You're stupid!

Vaggie: I never said anything about it being stupid...

Athan: Alright, lovebirds. Listen. You two are gonna go relax. And do nothing else but relax.

Vaggie: [With the most deadpan face ever.] Here we go.

[Cut to the a different room. I don't know how spas that make you relax look like cus i've not been to a spa yet. Soo.]

Levi: [calling from the balcony] Please don’t destroy the fountain! It's hand-crafted!