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It was nighttime in El Salvador. Ten year old Vagatha was sleeping in her bed, her stuffed bunny cuddled up next to her.

Suddenly, she was startled awake when she heard her parents arguing. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH MONEY I CONSTANTLY WASTE?! WE'VE COULD'VE BEEN OUT OF LOWER CLASS BY NOW! BUT NOOO! YOU KEEP ON INSISTING WE SPEND OUR UNGRATEFUL DAUGHTER!" Her father Marco yelled.

Vagatha whimpers as she hides under her covers. She hates it whenever she heard arguing because of the loud voices. It messes with her sensory issues...and it makes it worse if the argument is about her.

"Marco, please! I know our situation is bad, but Vagatha is our mija! Family always comes first before needs. And right now, our Mariposa needs us! She's been having more shutdowns because YOU always tell her to mask her Autism!" Elena yelled back.

Marco scoffed. "Elena, that parasite keeps on draining our bills for her 'accommodations'. She should not be having that much stuffed animals or stim toys! That girl should be put in a mental hospital because she is mentally ill-"

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Elena slapped her husband's cheek for even saying that about her daughter. "Don't ever say that about my daughter!" She hisses.

"...That's it. Fuck this. I'm leaving!" Wait, what?? Vagatha immediately got out of bed and saw her father storming out with a suitcase in hand. Her papa is leaving?!

Vagatha knew this is all her fault. If she had tried harder appear normal, he wouldn't be leaving! "Papa, no! Don't leave!" She runs out of her room and holds Marco's hand in a vain attempt to get him to stay.

"Don't touch me!" Marco shoves her away, glaring at her with disgust. "You ruined everything! You...retarded child!"

With that, Marco storms out, slamming the door shut. Vagatha turns to her mother with watery eyes. "He...he left. Papa left!"

She starts to cry. Elena kneeled down and gently hugs her daughter, letting her cry her emotions out. "It's my fault!" She sobbed.

"No, Vagatha. It's not your fault. It's never your fault." Elena firmly assured her. Vagatha didn't believed her...she knew it's all her fault her dad left.

Vagatha's sobs dissolved into whimpers and Elena carries her back to bed. As she drifting off back to sleep, she had one thought. 'If i act like a good neurotypical girl, then maybe papa will come back.'

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It's been a month since the fight with Adam and the Exorcists, and since the hotel was rebuild. A bunch of sinners are checking into the new hotel. Vaggie was at the reception desk registering new guests. Now that her wings are back, she's wearing her hair into a high ponytail. "Hello and welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. My name's, uh, changing. For now, call me Vaggie. Have a lovely day, here's your key, thank you so much for staying with us."

She hands another guest a key. "Thanks for signing the guest book." She chuckles to herself. "This is like being in the army." Vaggie suddenly glares at the empty space. "I know you're here, dad, could you help out, please?"

Alastor teleports in through shadow. "Mm, this seems like a you problem, my fawn."

Vaggie frowns before handing another a key with a smile. "Here you go." She leans out of the reception and gives Alastor a look. "And you. Really? What happened to the "host of the hotel" thing?"

Alastor smiled cheekily. "Consider this a teaching lesson on being proper hotel management, my dear. Now if you excuse me, i need to go and annoy Lucifer."

Alastor teleports away to do exactly that. Vaggie sighed. Ever since the fight with Adam, her adoptive dad has been acting distant lately...

She is suddenly mobbed by reporters. "Where's Charlie? Where is Charlie Morningstar? Is it true she drinks angel blood to improve her "gay powers"?" A female reporter asked.

In the background, Lucifer is drinking, wearing a pink bathrobe, duck slippers, and duck hair curlers before Alastor appears next to him and they glared at each other. "Is she off killing more angels? The public has a right to know." A cartoon reporter questioned next.

Behind them, Lucifer wildly swipes at Alastor while he holds him away at arm's length. When Alastor laughs at him, Lucifer throws a rubber duck at his face. Offended, Alastor glares at Lucifer before they both walk and teleport away respectively. "Is it true this hotel is recruiting a hellish army? And should I divorce my wife?" A reptilian reporter finished.

Vaggie is confused by the questions, especially the wife one. "Um, no. What? Do you have any non angel related questions?"

"Alright. As Alastor's daughter, do you condone or approve of him killing overlords during his rise to power?"

"...No comment." Vaggie flies away from the reporters and goes over to the bar where Angel, Husk and Cherri are. "Has anyone seen Charlie? There are reporters here asking some fucked up questions."

"I think I saw her in the lounge." Angel told her. Instead of his blazer and miniskirt, he's wearing a cropped pink and white sweater with a heart shaped boob window and a pair of shorts. He smiles as he pets Fat Nuggets. "She's been keeping Pentious little egg company."

"Thanks." Vaggie was about to head up to the lounge when Angel stops her. "Uh, when you see her, can you ask if she's still up for the therapy session today? I'm kinda getting into talking about my feelings and junk."

Vaggie smiled, no doubt proud that her big brother is finally opening up. "I'll make sure to ask her."

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Vaggie heads over to the lounge where Charlie and Frank were. "Charlie, there you are. Did you maybe want to come down and say hi to the new guests? We could really use your help. There are reporters here and..." She notices Charlie cleaning herself up. "Are you okay?"

Charlie turns to her with a strained smile. "Uh huh. Everything is great. Great great. Why wouldn't everything be great?" She hugs Vaggie. "We beat Adam, and the hotel's packed, even though lots of people died, but-but it is so great."

Vaggie looks with concern. "Babe, i feel like you're still processing what happened. If you want, i can handle the hotel duties, talk to those reporters?"

Charlie brushes it off. "Wha...? Pfft, it's fine. I'm perfectly calm. Calm and fine. Fine and calm." She grabs Vaggie and takes her downstairs. "Let's talk to those reporters. I bet they want to know all about how redemption works, just like everyone else who's staying here, right?"

Vaggie chuckled nervously. "Right. Yeah..."

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Charlie and Vaggie walked down the stairs to the lobby. Charlie gasps when she saw all the new guests. "Sweet baby demonspawn! There are a lot of sinners here!"

The reporters saw her and immediately started pestering her. "Charlie, are we at war with heaven?"

"Charlie, how many angels did you kill personally? Do they scream?"

"Hey, Charlie, how do angels scream when they die? Is it like..." The reptile reporter did a bird-like scream. "And should I kill my wife?"

Charlie felt overwhelmed by the questions that are very much NOT about redemption. "Vaggie, can you come, uh...?"

Vaggie runs up to the crowd. "Okay, people, back it up, back it up."

Charlie backs away from the reporters and accidentally bumps into a short anglerfish sinner. "Oh." She laughs. "I'm Charlie. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel." The fish sinner and his living bag are startled by her enthusiasm. "And what is your name?"

"My name is Baxter." The sinner introduced himself. "Ooh. Baxter. That's a fun name. Are you checking in with us?" Charlie asked.

"I intend to, yes." Baxter answered. "Oh, that's great." Charlie gushes over him much to his annoyance. "Aw. And look at your little lab coat. It's very cute." She gasps. "Are you an inventor?"

Baxter felt offended. "Don't belittle me, woman. I am not an inventor, i am a scientist. There's a difference. Some could classify me as a...mad scientist."

He giggles madly but Charlie was too focused on another thing to notice. "Pentious was an inventor. That's so cool. I bet you're just like him."

"If you're referring to that pompous snake, i'd like it known i am nothing like him." Baxter firmly says.

Charlie excitedly drags Baxter to the front with the reporters. "Hey, everyone, meet Pentious."

"Baxter." He reminds her. "Right. Baxter." The princess laughs, embarrassed. "And you're here to be redeemed, Pen-xter. Baxter. Sorry, sorry. Pentious-bster. Baxter."

As Charlie continually gets his name wrong, Baxter slowly growns more annoyed. The reporters watch this in confusion. Vaggie facepalms in dismay. "Uh, sorry, Bax-Baxter. Baxter. Baxter. I got it."

Baxter adjusted his glasses. "I am here to study this fascinating concept of redemption. My hypothesis is that it's impossible."

Charlie leans in, laughing awkwardly. "Okay, well..." She begins to sing. "🎵 Come on in, here's your key. Let me take your bag, wait 'til you see the hotel, 'cause it's great! If you parked your car, we'll validate. All our guests are family.🎵"

Angel waved before a sinner tripped over a bag and his hands landed on his chest. "Hey, perv! Hands off the chest fluff!"

Cherri kicks him away as Charlie continues singing. "🎵 That's the Hazbin guarantee. And did i mention it's free?🎵"

"It's worth the price." Alastor said. "Dad, be nice." Vaggie scolded.

Husk walks past, holding a crate of booze. "🎵 Full of drunks.🎵"

Cherri pops up, holding a bomb. "🎵 Full o' cunts!🎵" Niffty was holding a hairball. "🎵 Full of sticky floors covered in junk.🎵"

Charlie laughs nervously. "🎵 Ha, don't mind them.🎵"

"🎵 No one does!🎵" Angel chimes in. An explosion is heard. "🎵 Or that hole.🎵"

"Ugh, Cherri!" Vaggie groans as she flies to fix the wall. "What?"

"🎵 You've made a great choice to save your soul.🎵" Charlie took Baxter to the portrait of Pentious. "🎵 Cause redemption is possible. I really, really hope. Cause if it isn't, then my whole life's been a fuckin' joke. And my friend died for no reason and I'm never gonna cope from watching him get fucking murdered right in front of me last month!🎵"

Baxter looked confused. "What?" Charlie continued showing him around. "🎵 There's a bar!🎵"

Husk gets jumped as Charlie popped up right next to him out of nowhere. "What the shit?"

"🎵 Have a beer.🎵" Charlie offered Baxter a drink. "I don't drink." He says.

"🎵 I just know you're gonna love it here.🎵" Vaggie flew over and sang along. "🎵 We can live in harmony.🎵"

Baxtet watches as Husk throws a patron away from the bar. "No, i can't make a fucking Mai Tai!"

Vaggie flew around while holding Charlie. "🎵 That's the Hazbin guarantee!🎵"

"🎵 Now repeat after me! I'm checking in! (I'm checking in) I'm seeking guidance. (I'm seeking guidance) Come on, everybody! For my reckoning (for my reckoning) I'll never turn to violence! (I'll never turn to violence).🎵"

A few of the new guests walked out but Charlie isn't gonna let that stop her. "🎵 Come on in! Here's your key! And see your afterlife could be! We can live in harmony. That's the Hazbin Guarantee!🎵"

Vaggie sighed with a happy look on her face as Charlie finished singing. "That's my girlfriend..."

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Despite what Charlie said in her song, the reporters were still asking her questions about killing angels. "Ms. Morningstar, Ms. Morningstar, over here. When will you launch your next attack on the angels?"

"What do dead angels smell like?"

"Are all sinners here part of your anti-angel army? I KILLED MY WIFE."

Charlie stares at them in disbelief. "What? N-no. No. They're here to be redeemed. D-didn't you hear the song?"

Vaggie steps in. "Are any of you here for redemption?"

"I thought this hotel was where we came to kill angels." Said a female sinner.

"Yeah, who cares about redemption?" A valley girl tree sinner rolled her eyes. "That sounds like work."

Charlie frowns. "No. I-i know angels aren't like, the best, but we shouldn't kill them. We need to be better than them, right?"

The valley girl sinner gasps. "Oh, my god!" She points at Niffty, who is stabbing an already dead rat. "Look, it's Niffty, the Adam Slayer!"

"Stab. Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab." Niffty keeps stabbing the dead rat, multiple times.

She was immediately surrounded by fans. "Niffty, can I get your autograph?"

"Niffty, will you stab me? Someone get a picture of her stabbing me!" Niffty proceeds to stab the guest in the gut. "Yes..."

Vaggie jumps when she saw blood spilling out of her abdomen. "Christ on a stick...!"

Charlie runs forward. "No, no. Niffty was acting in self-defense." Niffty blinks and keeps on stabbing the rat. "We shouldn't be celebrating what she had to do."

The guests ignored her and throws Niffty in the air, celebrating her. "Niffty! Niffty! Niffty!"

Niffty laughs as the crowd throws her. "I like being touched."

Charlie looks stressed. All these sinners are here for the wrong reasons! "No, stop touching her! They brought the fight to us. We had to defend ourselves. I never wanted to...i wouldn't...that's not what-"

She was overshadowed by the crowd chanting 'Kill Angels'. Vaggie frowns and goes to help her when she was suddenly harrased by reporters once again asking her questions about being Alastor's daughter, separating her from Charlie.

"Ms Vaggie, has Alastor ever fed you demon meat?"

"Does he ever take you to kill angels or demons with him?"

"Do you listened to the screams of his broadcasts? And i regret killing my wife."

Vaggie starts backing away. "No, no, and no! He doesn't do any of that stuff! We-well, yes, he does eat people, but he never forced me to being a cannibal!"

"Has he ever hurt you in someway?" Vaggie frozed at the question. "What the actual fuck?! He's my father! He would never hurt me!!"

Vaggie found herself getting overwhelmed by all the questions being thrown at her. She looks where Charlie is and saw that Lucifer had already teleported her away, leaving more reporters to go over to her.

She backs herself into a wall. All the people crowding her, asking her overwhelming questions, bright light cameras in her face...it's making her overstimulated! "Pl-please just go..."

"Ms Vaggie, the public has the right to know! Is the Radio Demon really a good demon to be a father?" Vaggie can feel her heart beating against her rib cage, a meltdown about to happen. "I-i-JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"

Suddenly, a loud elk cry is heard. Everyone covered their ears. Vaggie felt something shadowy hold onto her and teleport her away.

No one noticed Alastor was no longer sitting at the bar.

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Vaggie was taken to her new safe room. She let out a deep sigh of relief. "Gracias shadow..."

Shadowster makes a noise before disappearing. Vaggie sat down in a beanbag, wrapping a weighted blanket around her. One of Alastor's minutes that she affectionately named Bendy plopped itself in her lap.

"I'm fine Bendy, just got a bit...overwhelmed." she said. Vaggie gets her phone out and plays some relaxing lofi music.

The former angel looks at the shadows. Even though she can't see him, she knows Alastor is watching over her.

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Once Vaggie has calmed down, she snuck downstairs to the lobby. Luckily, the reporters were busy distracted and didn't noticed her. She was sat at the bar with a drink in her hand, thinking of new name ideas. "What about 'Vagamalala' for a new name?"

Angel winces. "Sounds offensive." Vaggie thinks of something else. "Maybe 'Vagelia'?"

"Why are you changing your name again? What's wrong with 'Vaggie'?" Cherri asked.

"Because Adam gave me that name, and it's demeaning." She says.

"Well, why don't you go back to your human name?" The cyclops suggests. Vaggie then frowns. "I...i don't want go by 'Vagatha' anymore. 'She's' the good little neurotypical girl. I just feel like i got to give myself a new name, you know? How about 'Vagison'?"

"Maybe you should lose the 'vag' part of these names?" Husk raises an eyebrow as he cleans bottles.

"I'm trying, okay?!" Said a frustrated Vaggie. Suddenly, Charlie returns again to the lounge.

"Everybody, listen up!" Everyone gasps because of her return. "Reporters, sinners, friends. I have an announcement to make."

Reporters immediately ran over to her. "Charlie! Charlie! Over here! She's back! She's back!"

"This is the Hazbin Hotel. We do not kill angels here. So, everyone who isn't here to be redeemed...please leave now." Charlie firmly says. Angel, Husk and Vaggie smile at Charlie standing her ground while Cherri looks bored. "You have all gotten the wrong idea. The Hazbin Hotel is a place of peace. But I believe in every sinner. You all can change and be redeemed and earn your way to a better life. So, if you believe in our dream, then you are welcome to stay."

Almost immediately the reporters and the new guests left the hotel. "None of these people paid their tab." Husk mumbled.

Vaggie pays her tab before going to Charlie. "For what it's worth, babe, that was a good speech. They'll understand eventually." She assured her.

Charlie sighs. "Thank you." They then looked down at Baxter, who stayed. "I suspect this endeavor will end in spectacular failure." He chuckled. "Which will make a thrilling research essay."

Charlie smiled. "Uh, well, it's only a worthy experiment if you actually try."

Vaggie kneels down to Baxter's height. "Welcome to the hotel, Baxter." She gives him his hotel key.

"So is he, like, the New Pentious?" Niffty asked. "NO!!!" Everyone, including Baxter, yelled.

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Charlie was on the outside balcony looking at the destroyed wreckage of the old hotel. Vaggie comes up holding KeeKee. "Hey."

"Hey." Charlie greets back. "What do you think about 'Vanessa'?" Vaggie asked.

"Uh, it's not bad, but, eh, it's not as unique. But if you like it, then i-i love it." Charlie answered.

Vaggie sighs as she stood next to her. "I don't." Charlie placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "You'll come up with a good one." She sigh sadly. "I think what makes me saddest is that none of us got to say goodbye. Ugh, i wish I could just stop the feelings and just do what I need to do, i just can't..."

Vaggie holds her hand. "Charlie, the feelings are important. You're allowed to feel them. How about you just let me take on more of the hotel stuff until you're ready?"

Charlie blinks in surprise before smiling. "Really? Okay. Okay, thanks. Then, for now, the hotel is yours."

Vaggie then thought of another new name idea. "Hey, what do you think about the name 'Vazzie'? Sounds cool and tough, right?"

Charlie's face says it all. "Uh...?" Vaggie chuckled, getting the message. "Yeah, I'll keep work shopping."

"Yeah." They both embrace each other. They then went back inside and sat in the hotel lounge and saw the news playing.

"Our new top, top story: Charlie Morningstar, Hell's greatest threat." Katie started.

"That's right, Katie. Our recent reports from the Hazbin Hotel tell us that Morningstar demanded all demons seeking retribution for the exterminations to "get out" on threat of death." Tom says.

"It seems Morningstar has no desire to build an army for demons who want to fight back, and instead, wants to create a hostile environment where she forces sinners to change and fit into her restrictive puritanical mold." They show drawn images of Charlie looking evil. "Scary stuff."

"I know I'm scared. And everyone else should be, too."

"In other news, Hell's powerful threesome of VoxTek, the Vees, are now offering sanctuary to all those affected by Charlie Morningstar's actions." The screen shows the Vees offering help to Hell's residents, with Vox 'comforting' a child. Vaggie turns off the TV.

"Don't listen to those chuckle fucks." She quickly said to Charlie, who stammers in anger.

"What are they...how are they...what i don't..." Charlie then immediately calms down. "You're right."

"I'm sure this will be old news in a week. For now, I'm getting you a Harder Daddy." Vaggie gets up and leaves to the bar. She really hopes Charlie doesn't engage with whatever Vox is doing.

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Vaggie walked into the lounge. "Hey Tio! Can you make a Harder Daddy for-seriously?!" Her eye twitches upon seeing yet another hole, no doubt blown by Cherri Bomb. She glares at the bomber, who was chilling with Angel and Husk.

"What?" Cherri simply shrugged. Vaggie takes a deep breath to contain her rage. "Cherri, we need to establish rules if you're gonna be 'hanging' at the hotel. NO. MORE. BLOWING. UP. WALLS! Do you have any idea how many times me or my dad have to fix that fucking wall?! I swear to god-"

Charlie suddenly bursts into the lounge, panting and widely gesturing. "Guys! Holy shit! Holy fuck! Emily just appeared to me in office with portal-"

"Woah, whoa, there, Charlie babe." Vaggie crouches down to Charlie, who is gasping on the floor. "Remember what we said about breathing? And it being a good thing to do?"

Charlie deeply inhales. "Emily just portaled in front of me all, 'Hey, it's me, Emily. Heaven is closing down because you killed a bunch of angels and everyone's scared but don't worry! Oh, yeah, and also, Sir Pentious is here in Heaven. Okay, BYEEE!'" She gasps for air.

Vaggie's eye widened. Tio Pentious is alive?! And he's in heaven?! "What? Pentious is in heaven? That means the hotel works!"

Charlie tears up with a smile on her face, hand to heart. "I can't believe it. We did it." She picks up Vaggie and spins her around in joy. "WE DID IT! Redemption is possible, Vaggie!" The princess places Vaggie down, then starts pointing at everyone in the room in triumph. "I knew it! I knew it! Ha! Ha! Ha! I got to let everybody know!"

Charlie walks away laughing. "Charlie, hang on!" Vaggie followed after her.

Angel, Husk and Cherri all have shocked faces. "I thought Charlie said no more drugs."

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In the hallway, Vaggie runs up to Charlie with a concerned expression. "Charlie, are you absolutely sure that's what Emily eaid?"

"I'm a thousand million zillion percent sure!" Charlie said enthusiastically before laughing. "Isn't this AMAZING, VAGGIE?! Ooh, i cannot wait to see the look on Dad's face when he finds out!"

Vaggie turns away from Charlie, flapping her wrists as she process this. "Okay, a lot is happening. Everything we've been working for has been proven right, on a Thursday!"

Charlie slides away to look into a window. She saw a VoxTek blimp that sports the message: 'CHARLIE MORNINGSTAR: DICTATOR?' Charlie pulls back with an offended gasp.

"What? I don't...i would never...who-who even advertises on a zeppelin?! I-i...i guess Pentious would, huh?" Charlie snaps out of her musings. "Right. Focus, Charlie. Charlie." Vaggie watches, one hand as if to interrupt, as Charlie paces the floor.

"I got to get this taken down before all of Pentagram sees and they start...oh! Oh-ho-ho!" Charlie smiles mischievously, getting an idea. She gets her phone out.

Knowing what she's planning, Vaggie places a hand on her phone. "Whoa, whoa, Charlie. Before you get any crazy ideas, what was that about heaven going into lockdown? Did Emily say why? Can we talk to her?"

Charlie turns around and starts typing on her phone with her other hand, still staring at Vaggie. "Are the exterminations still on? Or did they even show you that Pentious was actually there?" Charlie turns back to her phone. "Wait, what are you doing?"

"Uh, just sending off a little strongly-worded email to Voxtek explaining that not only am i NOT a dictator, but also to send their top reporter over here right away so we can clear the hotel's name with an exclusive interview!" Charlie explains.

Vaggie pulls back with puffed cheeks. "Mh-hmm. And we need to do this right now because...?"

"Becaussee it's the perfect opportunity!" Charlie drags Vaggie to stand beside her to face the window. "Okay, i do one quick little interview before dropping the absolute bombshell that redemption is possible!"

Charlie swipes her hand over the window, over the sky line of Pentagram City as she speaks. "Our message is broadcast to ALL of Pentagram City and people will flood to the hotel wanting to be redeemed, we redeem them, then Heaven will go 'Oh, gosh, Charlie, you are, like, so cool and your hotel is great and let's work together and be friends FOREVER.'"

Vaggie looks concerned. "Yeah, I'm just not sure reaching out to the Overlords trying to make you look like a horrible monster is the best idea. Plus, they're my dad's rivals and I'm pretty sure he will not be excited to see reporters from them here."

"But this changes everything! Vaggie, it's a big story. I bet VoxTek will change their tune when they hear it." Charlie presses the send button on her phone. "Just take care of the guests for me until I'm done. Okay, love you, bye!"

Charlie runs down the hall, but pauses to dance in victory every few steps. Vaggie stares on, then lets out a deep sigh. She walks towards the blimp and stares at her reflection. "Please...let this go well for once..."

She sighed before hearing another explosion. She quickly runs back to the lounge to see Cherri had blown a hole...in the floor?? "Bye bitches!"

Cherri hops down the hole, obviously intending on going to the basement. Vaggie stares in confusion/disbelief. "Uh...okay? That just happened."

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After Vaggie fixed up Cherri's latest hole destruction, she goes over to Alastor's radio tower to tell him what Charlie told her about Pentious. "Hey, dad? I have some exciting news for you~"

"Hm?" He opens the door for her. "What is it?"

"That snake guy you often forget exists? He's made it to heaven. Tio Pentious is alive and is redeemed, which means the hotel actually works!" Vaggie smiles.

Alastor chokes on his rye. "I-impossible...! It-it shouldn't be possible...!"

Vaggie smiled proudly. "Well it's true. Emily came and told Charlie earlier."

Alastor's grin twitched. "And you believe her?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, Pentious was always kind of a softie." She shrugs before smiling at him. "That could be you one day."

Alastor laughs. "Ha! Oh. You were serious?" Vaggie's smile faltered a bit. "Yes. I know you still don't believe it, but I really believe you can be redeemed one day."

"Darling...daddy doesn't want to redeem. Heaven is all about rules and being nice. Does that sound like your old man? Honestly. I belong down here in hell."

Vaggie wasn't taking no for an answer. "You'll see, dad. I just KNOW you can be redeemed!" She firmly says, stomping her foot. She's not giving up on him!

Alastor found her determination endearing. "This will be very interesting indeed."

Vaggie sighed. "Okay well...I'm managing the hotel duties while Charlie is having an interview with a reporter. Do you think you can help me out...?"

"Mmm...alright. Just for a little while. At least I get to spend time with my favorite fawn." He ruffled her hair.

"Pft. Yeah, right. I'm your only fawn." She chuckled, glad that Alastor is sort of in a better mood again.

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Vaggie and Alastor have been fixing stuff around the hotel. They had just finished up the water heater when Vaggie got a text from Charlie. "Hey, Charlie needs me, Angel and Husk for something. Do you think you can-and he's already gone." She deadpanned.

She sighed and walks to the lobby with Angel and Husk. "Hey Charlie, you said you needed us?"

They immediately frozed when they saw Charlie in a sharing circle...with VOX AND VELVETTE! "And I still think about that little koala falling over at the zoo..." She whimpers as she tears up. "I'm so sorry." Velvette looks bored while Vox looks like he's dying inside.

"Whoa, whoa. What the fuck are they doing here?" Vaggie demanded.

Charlie sniffles and gasps as she stood up. "Oh! Hey, Vaggie. I was just showing Vox and Velvette here how our confidential group venting sessions work."

Vaggie puts on a strained smile. "Oh, that is so great! Hey, can I borrow you for a sec?" She immediately grabs Charlie and turns her back to the Vees. "Charlie! What the unholy fuck? When you said you were messaging VoxTek, i thought you'd just talk to some reporter on the street, not the FUCKING media overlord!" She points to Vox who's standing with a smug face and Velvette who's looking down at her phone.

Charlie attempts to explain herself. "Okay, well, first, technically, he IS a reporter...i think. And, secondly, the other thing-"

Angel immediately interrupts. "Charlie, why are they here? You're aware those two crazy fucks hang out with my shit-fuck boss Valentino and are part of the Vees, and you still let them in here? Vox is probably broadcasting to Val!" He walks away, pulling at his head fur. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Uh..." The spider turns around and grabs Charlie by the shoulders. "Charlie, listen to me. I don't know what they promised you, but I'm telling you right now they are bad fucking news. Horrible fucking news!"

Charlie gently removes Angel's hands off her shoulders. "Okay, i've talked to Vox, and he assured me that he's just here to film the hotel and put out a special tonight about what he sees here." She smiles sheepishly. "On the small, tiny, eensy-weensy-teensy condition that we, uh...redeem someone."

Charlie holds Angel's hands. "Yeah! Now that's where you come in, Angel."

"What?!" Angel yelled in disbelief. Husk shakes his head. "Oh, you've really done it now, princess."

Vaggie frowns in concern. "Charlie, we don't even know how Pentious got redeemed. How do you expect us to replicate that on TV??"

"And i ain't being your little guinea pig. Especially in front of Vox." Angel crosses his arms angrily. "He gets off to watching people suffer. Dude is an absolute cunt-fuck."

Charlie tries her best to persuade Angel. "But, Angel, come on! You're the one here closest to getting redeemed. Look, you've quit drugs. M-mostly. You've been nailing your chore chart...sort of. And now that we know it can work, we have an easy step-by-step guide to follow!"

Angel still isn't sure. "Charlie, uh, i don't know if-" That's when Husk chimed in. "Now, i normally stay the hell out of all this redemption business, but she got a point there, Legs. Besides, if Flathead and Baby Barbie try anything, I'm sure Alastor's floating around here somewhere, ready to throw down." Vaggie really hopes so.

"Angel, I realize I'm asking a lot, but you've just made such great progress lately. I bet you're one good deed away from redemption already. Please?" Charlie pleads.

Velvette suddenly interrupts. "Hey. Sorry. Are we interrupting something? We don't really have all day."

"I was just looking for a volunteer." Charlie said. Vox looks at Angel unconvinced. "And you went to Angel Dust? I'm guessing it's because he's such a...pleasant person to be around?' His voice filters temporarily.

"Hold on, V. The star power's always good for viewership." Velvette says.

"Charlie picked him cause if anyone around here's gonna make it, he will." Husk claims defensively.

"Oh, I didn't know they let PETS stay here, too." Vox pokes at Husk's chest, then pats his head demeaningly. Vaggie glares as Husk snarls angrily. "Cute."

Husk pulls away from Vox. Vaggie angrily storms up to Vox. "Hey! Husk isn't a pet! He's one of the best bartenders in hell and a really good Tio!"

Vox smirks. "Oh, where are my manners? It's a pleasure to finally meet Alastor's adopted daughter!" He shook her hand before pulling her close to him. Vaggie grimaced as she could practically smell the ax body spray on him. "So, how's Daddy Deerest been treating you, hm? I heard he's haven't been giving you attention lately."

Vaggie grunts as she pulls away. "Actually, we're doing fine, thank you for asking. And he's not ignoring me! He's just...having an off week. He's a good dad, he's trying."

Vox let out a chuckle. "Oh Alastor's brat, you are so naive. Take it from someone who's known him longer than you: Alastor...is not a good person. He's an irredeemable asshole. He kills and torment people for fun, he's emotionally manipulates others for his gain, and he treats everyone like his puppets! You are aware that he owns that guy's soul, right?"

He points at Husk, who's still talking with Charlie and Angel. Vaggie frowns. "Yeah...b-but i have been trying to talk him out of letting Husk go!"

"And how's that going for you?" Velvette questions. Vaggie's answer is unresponsive. "That's what I thought." She grinned.

"I'm telling you this now to spare you the heartache later. Alastor is not the father you want. The moment he decides you're not entertaining for him anymore, he will leave you without looking back." Vox says to a stunned Vaggie before walking to the couch seeing that Angel finally agreed. "Alright! Show me redemption!"

Vaggie hugs herself and walks back upstairs as Charlie starts Angel's speedrun to redemption. She has a lot to think about...

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Vaggie paces around her room, contemplating things. "Is Vox right? Would dad really leave me...? No, of course he wouldn't! He loves me...right?"

She sighed and sat at the bed. KeeKee curls up near her. Vaggie pets her while smiling a little. That's when she noticed something missing. "Wait...where's my spear??"

She heard a train noise from outside, so she looks outside...and saw Husk tied up on the trainsets wearing a dress with HER SPEAR tied to a train. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! CHARLIE, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Unfortunately, Vaggie's too far away from Charlie listening to her screaming. So all everyone can hear is her squeaking.

The socially anxious woman takes a few deep breathes. "Okay, calm down Vaggie. It-it's probably just an exercise. There's no way Charlie would actually let Husk die-" She saw the traim plummet down at high speed. "Oh god, Tio's gonna die!!!" She immediately flew out of the window.

She witnessed Angel in a cowboy outfit running off the roof and grabs onto the train tracks. He grunts then shoots one of Husk's ropes free. "Angel!" Vaggie yelled in worry. Angel jumps in front of a terrified Husk. Wait...is-is he trying to take the hit for Husk?! No, she's not gonna let her big brother and uncle die! She lost Pentious, she doesn't want to lose too!!

At the last second, Vaggie swoops in to save Angel and Husk. They grunt when they crash into the roof floor. Vox snapped his fingers in disappointment. "Damm."

Vaggie helps them up. "You two okay?" She then gives Charlie a look. "Charlie, what the fuck happened?"

Charlie runs over, dressed in some amateur bad guy outfit. "Angel, Husk, I'm so glad you're okay. Ugh, I'm sorry."

Angel tries to control his anger. "Charlie, it's okay. I know you didn't mean it. I'm fine."

Husk tears off his dress. "The hell you are! What was that? You could've gotten yourself killed!"

Angel stares in disbelief. "What? Y-you can't be serious right now. Y-you're mad at me? I helped saved your fucking life!"

"Yeah! By jumping in front of a train, you idiot! You pull shit like that again, and I'll...i'll...i'lll fucking spank you!" Husk said the only non threatening threat he can think of.

For once, Angel didn't make an innuendo. "Pull what shit? What? The shit that you volunteered me for?"

"Yeah! Cause i know how much you actually want this!" Husk abruptly turns his head away. "No. You know what? Forget it. This is why i never say shit. I'm out." Husk turns around and starts walking away.

Angel scoffs. "I'll say it again. I DON'T need your help, Whiskers!" The girls watch in concern as they argued. Not even their fight from months ago that Vaggie overheard was this bad...

Vox slowly claps as he and Velvette walk over. "Bravo! The tension! The drama! Ah! What a show!" He laughs. "Unfortunately, Princess, it seems Angel is still here and remains an irredeemable piece of shit." He pretends to be sad. "Aw. Who saw that coming?"

"All of us, really." Velvette said smugly. Vaggie gives them a glare.

Charlie still refuses to give up. "No, i-i just know it is possible. Even though we tried everything Pentious did, there-there's got to be something I'm missing."

Vaggie frowns. "Look, Charlie, Angel is not Pentious, and things have already gotten out of hand today. Just send these assholes home."

Charlie suddenly got hit by realization. "He's not Pentious. Maybe...maybe that's it! Okay, we have been trying to re-create Pentious's redemption but maybe...Maybe what he did redeemed HIS own sin! That's why it didn't work for Angel! All we need to do is have Angel act against HIS sins!"

Angel suddenly looks uncomfortable. "Woah there, toots. Not here and not today." He chuckled nervously. "Remember that lesson on boundaries?"

Vaggie decides to go get her spear back while they're talking. She hops onto the train tracks and starts untieng her spear from the train. That's when she heard from shocking. "Tell me, Princess, what exercise could one do to be forgiven for being a...murderer?"

Wait...what? Vaggie immediately turns her back to the main conversation, eyes wide. "You shut the fuck up! Don't you dare call me tha-!"

Velvette abruptly silences Angel with a magical purple hand. "You killed your dad, right?" Vox continues, getting close to Angel. Angel steps back with fear in his eyes. "Least that's what Val told me. What did he do? Hit you?"

Charlie's demonic eyes and horns show, and her hair unties itself. "HEY! That's enough!"

"Whoa-hoa-hoa! Careful now, Princess. That's no way to speak to a guest. You asked! I answered." Vox said.

"You can shit on me. You can mock me. But i won't allow you to push my FRIENDS around like that, okay? I don't care who you are. I think it's time you two leave." Charlie firmly told them.

"Now, that's rich. I'd like to remind you that you invited us here." Vox cockily reminds her.

Vaggie surges forward between Charlie and Vox with her angelic spear in hand. "Yeah, but now she's uninviting you."

Velvette raises an eyebrow. "All cause Angel got his knickers in a twist? Sad."

Vaggie points her spear at Velvette's face. Vox pushes it away with his finger. "Fine. We have a reservation at Dante's inferno anyway. Very nice place." He looks at Niffty who is standing in her train conductor outfit blank-faced. "You could never afford it. But how about one last question for the road, Princess?"

Vox steps closer to Charlie, his screen glowing. "Do you think I could be redeemed?"

"I believe anyone can be redeemed." Charlie defiantly answered.

Vox's screen glitches. His smile comes out strained. He turns away. "Right, then. I can almost see why Alastor humors you. Ha ha ha ha!" He stops besides Velvette. "Oh, and, Angel, I'll be sure to tell Valentino you said...hello. And fallen angel? Make sure you remember what i warned about Alastor...Come now, Velvette!"

"Seems to me not everyone is welcome here at the Hazbin Hotel." Velvette smugly smiles.

"I'm afraid not. Until next time, Princess. VoxTek! Trust us with your public image~" Vox teleports out with V-shaped electricity, leaving Velvette alone.

"Ugh! Damm it, Vox. Again?" Velvette turns away, then presses the elevator button. "Fuck's sake."

Charlie turned to Angel, who was facing away from her and Vaggie. "Angel, I'm so sorry. Can we please talk-?"

Angel is justifiably upset with her. "You know, 'sorry' starts to lose meaning after a while, Charlie. But i SUPPOSE i should be grateful you're willing to still apologize to someone as shitty as me, right?"

Charlie gently grabs Angel's hand. "Angel, no, you're my friend, no matter what happens."

Angel angrily pulls away from her. "At least now you know what you're working with." He throws his hat to the floor. "Why don't you go ask Vox the next time you need to pry out more shit about my life?!"

Charlie felt horribly guilty. "Angel, i didn't realize. I-i didn't-"

Vaggie places a hand on Charlie's shoulder. "Just give him some space. It's been a long day for everyone."

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When the girls got back inside, they saw something broadcasting on the 150 inch VoxTek tv. Curious, Vaggie sat down on the couch along with two/three guest sinner and KeeKee with her tail curled around Frank. "Want to know what really goes down at the Hazbin Hotel? Who Charlie Morningstar is? And can you trust her?"

It plays an edited commercial. The screen glitches every time Charlie on screen spoke. "I-lied-i'm-Danny Do-Bad!"

The camera cuts to Husk cleaning up a mug and Niffty chasing after a bug with a knife on the bar. When Niffty leaves, Baxter comically puts his hand up seemingly out of nowhere behind the bar counter. "We took a visit to the Hazbin Hotel so you don't have to. Featuring interviews from REAL people with REAL stories."

The camera cuts to a shadowy figure that is clearly Velvette with a filtered voice. "When we arrived at the hotel, the vibe was definitely off." The camera cuts to Charlie approaching with her hand open. "I remember walking in and Charlie coming at me with an open fist." The screen inverts colors, then switches back to Velvette. "The next thing i knew, she struck me."

"For more truth, tune in for 'Hazbin Hotel: Behind Closed Doors' tonight at 8!" As Vox speaks, photos of hotel moments appear. The first is of Husk drunk, the second of Vaggie talking to someone off-frame while unintentionally stepping on Razzle's tail (Vaggie proceeded to give Razzle the biggest hug ever), and of Angel with drugs in his hands. "Brought to you by VoxTek. Trust us with your information."

And so, the documentary came out. Multiple sinners return their keys to Vaggie at the front desk. Vaggie sighed and bangs her head at the desk...that's when she noticed someone picking up a returned key. Vaggie lifts her head and briefly saw Cherri's ponytail.

She couldn't help but smile. The hotel's reputation might have taken a big hit, but at least someone had decided to stay.

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After Vaggie got Cherri settled in into her room, she decides to check in on Angel who's still at the hotel rooftop. She knows he's still upset at Charlie for what happened earlier with Vox and Velvette, but she doesn't know if he's also mad at her. "Hey, hermano? How are you holding up after today?"

"Go away." Ok. He's really hurt. Vaggie nervously plays with her ribbon. "I'm...really sorry about what happened today. If it makes you feel better, Cherri decided to stay at the hotel."

Angel sighs. "Look. I didn't mean ta snap. This ain't yer fault. Everything was so...chaotic."

Vaggie walks over next to him. "If this is about what Vox revealed, i don't care what sin you did. Your still my big brother!"

"But why? Ain't you ashamed?" Vaggie stared at him in disbelief at what he just said. "Never! My dad is a fucking serial killer and a cannibal, but I still love him! What makes you think i would ever be ashamed of you?"

Angel rubbed the back of his head. "Fuck-its just-i don't deserve ya."

"Bullshit. You deserve all the world, heaven and Hell ten times more." Vaggie firmly says. She suddenly hugs him tightly, burying her face into his floof. "I don't care what you think or did. You understand, hermano?? You're MY brother and i would love you no matter what."

Angel's lip trembled. He hugs her back as he cries into her shoulder. 'She looks at me, she knows what i did...and she still loves me. Al, ya got yourself a good kid...don't ever lose her.'

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In Charlie and Vaggie's room, Charlie was standing in front of her mirror fixing her hair as she's planning on once again having an interview with Katie Killjoy. "Charlie, babe, i think you need to drop this." Vaggie advised.

"Drop what? I'm just trying to clear up the misinformation about the hotel." Charlie puts on her red blazer.

Vaggie frowns. "There is no point. Those fuckers for Vox. Katie Killjoy is just gonna do the same thing the Vees did. Don't feed into this crap. Just stay with me today. And the guests, also the guests."

"I knooow, but I feel like if I explain myself on live television, then they won't be able to edit it like that video! You know i did not strike Velvette with an open fist." Charlie said.

Vaggie chuckles softly. "I'm aware." Charlie continues getting herself ready. "So...just keep holding down the fort--you're doing great by the way--until Niffty and I get back."

Vaggie raised an eyebrow. "Niffty?" Niffty is suddenly standing between Charlie and Vaggie.

"Hi." Vaggie yelps in surprise. Charlie pecks Vaggie on the cheek. "Okay. Have fun. Love you. Bye!"

Charlie picks up Niffty and carries her out of the room. Vaggie turns around and sighs. Charlie not listening to her is really starting to get to her...

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Meanwhile, a coatless Alastor was in his hotel room, standing in front of a vanity with a cigarette in hand and a glass of rum on the tabletop. He looks at his chest wound and the stitches around it. This wasn't supposed to happen...HE was supposed to be the strongest sinner in all of hell! That fratboy Adam wasn't supposed to harm him or break his staff! He downs his rum then puts out his cigarette on an ash tray with a low growl.

What Alastor didn't know was that his door was slightly open and Vaggie was poking her head in. She didn't see his injury, but she did see his stressed out look. Vaggie frowns. 'I want to get das back to his old charming self...but how??'

That's when she got an idea. Maybe she can bake something for him! Surely, a gift from her can cheer him up! With her goal in mind, Vaggie goes on down to the kitchen.

Back with Alastor, he entered the hotel lounge with his coat back on and with his new 'duck season' mug humming. He noticed Angel and Cherri along with...ugh, Lucifer..

"Oh! Look who it is interrupting this riveting conversation i was having with...Who are you again?" Lucifer asked Angel.

"Uh, Angel Dust."

"Angel Dust! I knew that." Lucifer laughs as if Angel just said a joke. "You're funny."

Angel was confused. "What?" Alastor sits down, midly irritated. "You're still here?"

Lucifer yawns and places his mug down on the cushion beside him, causing the duck on top of it to squeak. He stretches his limbs out. "Someone has to actually help out around here, Mr. Useless. What do you actually do here?"

"I told you, I'm the host of the hotel." Alastor said, even though he hasn't been doing anything lately.

"Huh, i thought that was, uh, i thought that was Charlie's girlfriend's job, because she, my friend, is on it with running this whole hotel...thing." Lucifer smiles smugly. Alastor growls. Don't get him wrong, he's not mad that his fawnling is doing great, quite the opposite! He's mad because Lucifer got her name wrong. 'Her name is VAGATHA!'

Lucifer continues. "So you're doing a poor job at that! Oh, and i hear you got your ass kicked and ran away when Charlie needed you most." Alastor's eyes light up and turn into radio dials, causing a sharp sound. "It's a sure good thing i showed up, am i right?" Lucifer points at Angel. "This guy knows."

Angel, who was not paying attention, is confused why he's getting dragged into their daily bickering. "What?"

Alastor glares at Lucifer through narrowed eyes, accompanied by a whining radio sound. Alastor 'calmly' places his mug on the table. "You...should use a coaster."

ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT! "That's it! Fuck this! I quit!" Alastor grabs his mic and storms off, internally thinking of every curse word under the sun.

"That's right, Bambi, walk away." Lucifer smugly and loudly sips his mug. Alastor's shadow proceeds to hit the bottom of the mug and spill the contents onto Lucifer's clothes. "Agh! Oh gahhh-You..."

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Vaggie hums as she finished making up a strawberry cake for Alastor. She hopes that baking him a sweet treat will get him back to his original good mood. 'Dad is going to love this!'

"Daaad! Dad?" Vaggie looks around for him, walking towards his room. "Hey, dad? I baked something for you. It involves strawberries, your favorite~"

It was quiet. Was he even there? She tilts her head and knocks on his door with her free hand. "Papa, are you in there?"

Frowning, she opens the door. "Please...please be there..." Vaggie looks inside the room...and immediately froze.

The room was completely empty, no one was there. It was as if someone had moved out! "DAD?!"

Vaggie can feel her anxiety start to rise up. Wh-where the fuck is Alastor?! Thats when she saw a note on his dresser. She picked it up and read it aloud. "Dear Vagatha, if you are reading this, then surely by now you have realized that i have just quit." WHAT?! "Before you get any ideas, it's not your fault dear. I just see no further reason for my presence here. Make sure you keep doing your job until i decide to come back. And remember, you're never fully dressed without a smile! Take care, Alastor."

She dropped the cake, tears flowing her face. He left...he quit...daddy's not coming back! 'It's your fault, it's all your fault. If you were a better daughter, then he wouldn't have left. You annoyed him too much...just like with your old dad.' Her mind blamed her.

Vaggie fell on her knees, crying into her hands. "Why...why didn't he tell me? Was i not good enough for him??! WHY THE FUCK DID HE LEFT WITHOUT TELLING ME?!"

Emotions overwhelming her, she started pulling at her ponytail hard and bites down on her hand. The tears of sadness have now turned to anger and frustration. Her face was becoming all heated and blotchy. She let out angry sobs as she hits her thighs with her fists, no doubt leaving bruises.

While Vaggie was having her meltdown, she suddenly felt something heavy draped over her. Shaking, she saw that it was her weighted blanket. From the corner of her eye, she saw a shadowy hand waving goodbye before disappearing.

Whimpering and closing her eye, she held onto the blanket tightly.

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Meanwhile, Alastor was humming as he walks the crowded streets of Cannibal Town, wearing a pink and white striped suit. He plucks a bouquet of roses off a nearby rose bush, before entering Rosie's emporium. "Knock-knock, Rosie my dear. Alastor's here!"

Rosie, the Cannibal overlord, comes down the stairs. "Oh! Alastor, don't you know it's rude to show up on a lady unannounced? I have nothing prepared." She summons a floating teapot and teacup in a poof of dust.

"Oh, please, no need to gussy up for little old me now." Alastor's shadow pokes at a bouquet of flowers in a vase, which wilts upon contact. Alastor replaces it with his new bouquet of roses. "I just dropped by to tell you the great news."

"Oh, great news? That's always exciting for me to hear!" Rosie settles down on a chair and starts pouring tea for her and Alastor. Alastor sets a gift box down on the tabletop before sitting down. "By all means, tell me."

"I'm sure you know all about Charlie's little hotel and how I've been 'helping out.'" Alastor started.

"Of course I do." Rosie said as she sips her tea. "Yes, well...i just quit!"

The sound of glass shatters can be heard as Rosie calmly sips her tea. "You what?"

Alastor pushes the gift box lid open. He takes a finger out. "You see, I've been there about a year or so, and after all the pointless singing and crying..." He throws the finger onto his mouth and munches on it. "I'm afraid i see no further reason for my presence there. We really aren't getting any closer to-"

Rosie interrupts him. "Ah, bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup, Alastor, sweetie, pumpkin. I'm afraid that isn't up to you, is it?" Her face darkens.

"See, i thought that, too, but i also thought our little deal meant that I was the strongest sinner all of hell." Alastor rises to his feet with glowing eyes. His shadow appears on the walls behind him. "Yet here i am with the scars and a busted-up staff that proves otherwise."

Rosie stands up and picks up a bottle of 'Man Eater Gin'. "Oh come on now, Alastor. You really thought being the most powerful sinner, which you are, meant you could take on an archangel?" She chuckles as she sits back down and takes a sip of the gin. "You're still as cute as stubborn as the day we met."

Alastor growls and sits back down in a manspread, something he subconsciously picked up from Vaggie. "Don't. Remind me."

"Oh, but I will." Rosie said smugly. She recounts his life alive. "You were a handsome young man, such a charmer. And quite the gentleman, if i recall. Hustling yourself and dazzling those yuppy producers. Overcoming so much to be the star of your own radio show. The toast of New Orleans. But you were a bit naughty...weren't you? I'll always be impressed with how prepared you were for all this while still human. I can't imagine how many rituals it took to get through to the other side, but, when I heard your voice...i just knew. I knew you were the one."

It then cuts to a flashback back in 1933. Alastor, as a human, was drawing a bright red sigil onto a blood-splattered floor with his finger. He had biracial skin, curly fluffy brown hair, and brown eyes behind glasses. "Tu es pret a manger..." Alastor laughs maniacally as he licks the red off his finger. He kneels before the radio, the sigil glowing underneath him. "I call on you, forces of the afterlife. I wish to make a deal with you."

The radio screeches, then glows. Two, flowy strings of light float from the radio, the ends resembling clawed hands. Rosie's voice is heard over the radio. "Why have you called me here, human? To curse? To give? To learn?"

"Allow me to cut to the chase. I know what awaits a man like me after death. But I do not want to exist in hell a tortured soul. I want to secure myself, amongst the highest demons. I want to continue my fun!" The fireplace behind him flares larger.

Rosie couldn't help but feel impressed at how straightforward he is. "Wow. That's a new one. I must say a soul like yours is unlike any I've seen."

A string of light weaves around Alastor. As Rosie explains, Alastor's demon shadow rises up above him. "I can grant you power. Power beyond what your mortal mind can imagine. The most powerful Sinner in Hell, but..." One hand rests on Alastor's cheek, then caresses his chin. "...You must do something for me. And until you complete this task, your soul will be mine."

"It's a deal." Alastor and Rosie's string of light shakes hands, causing green and orange light to appear, flowing like electricity. The orange light briefly forms a rose symbol. Voodoo symbols surround Alastor as he laughs maniacally.

"It's pretty funny that the next day, you died in the most hilarious way possible, hah! Mistaken for a deer and shot while hiding a body. I mean, just perfect. So anticlimactic."

Back in the present, Rosie laughs as how Alastor died. Alastor rubs the forehead where the hunter shot him with a narrowed eyes and a disturbed grin. "Yeah-ho-ho. Oh, hilarious!" He fakes laughs. "Look, you can toy around with me all you want, but i've been running all over Hell on some fruitless crusade for years, playing nice at a stupid hotel because you promised me power, and now I'm lacking! The only good thing about that place was meeting Vaggie! So you better-"

Rosie started singing. "🎵 Sounds like you really could do with a little reminder of who you're talking to. An honest woman, always there to lend an ear. I dealt with you fairly, been patient, it's true. But remember, my 'deer'...You're in my zoo!🎵"

She pulls Alastor into a musical number. "🎵 Don't you forget, you are my pet! I say when to sit and stay, roll over or go fetch. Don't you forget!🎵" Alastor runs down the stairs. "🎵 There's no way out!🎵" A cage lands on top of him with Rosie laying on top. "🎵 You're a debtor till the day you settle your account.🎵"

Alastor exits the cage. "🎵 I've served you faithfully for an age. Obeyed demands, contained my rage. Went off the air for years on your behalf.🎵"

Rosie pinches his cheek. "I know, and you're so kind!" Alastor continues. "🎵 And since you made me disappear, my name inspires much less fear. The least that you can do is fix my staff!🎵" He holds out his broken staff.

"In due time. Sing along, dear, you know the words!" Alastor grumbles.

"🎵 Don't you forget!🎵"

"🎵 I won't forget...🎵"

"🎵 You are my pet.🎵"

"🎵 Yours since we met.🎵"

"🎵 I say when to sit and stay, play ball, or just play dead. Don't you forget!🎵"

"🎵 I'm in your net.🎵"

"🎵 The coop can't be flown!🎵"

"🎵 At least not yet~🎵"

"🎵 The moves you make are mine and mine alone!🎵"

"🎵 Looks like you'll (I'll) have to do this on your (my) own!🎵"

Alastor crossed his arms around like a disobedient teenager. "Fine!"

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Alastor grumbles as he walks out of Rosie's emporium. "Oh, calling me her pet. I'm not your pet, you lousy..." He stopped himself from calling her a bitch. "I'll show her. Oh, she'll see."

One of his ear flicks irritably. He paces in front of the Morningstar family statue. "Think. Think. Come on, Alastor. Come on. There must be a way." He sits down on a bench and held his face in his hands...that's when he got an idea. "Oh. Oh, that's clever."

Alastor starts to laugh. Yes. Yes it's perfect! "I can fix my own problems."

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This was not Vaggie's best day.

Since Alastor left, that means she's had to do MORE work without help! (Not that he was actually helping her to begin with). She did group activities, therapy, delivering orders to everyone's rooms, helping Husk with handing our drinks, and making sure the hotel doesn't crumble.

She also has been occasionally watching the livestream of 666 news and saw that predicately, it was not going well as Charlie keeps on saying the wrong things and why is Niffty singing in Japanese???

Vaggie decides to go on a walk to clear her head. "Where ya going?" Angel asked when he saw her grumpily walking down the stairs.

"Out." Vaggie bluntly says before leaving.

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Alastor stood at the Vees territory. He speaks into his mic, making his voice echo and be heard across all of the city. "I know you're watching. Come on out! No need to be shy, Vox!"

Vox immediately arrived by his electricity teleporting, exploring a catus sinner in the progress. "Alastor. For what do i owe the displeasure? Did i strike a nerve? Finally ready to plead with me to stop shitting on your precious hotel?"

Alastor taps Vox's screen with his staff. "Frankly, I'm bored of hearing your incessant slander. It's not even clever. This ends now."

Vox looks pissed, his hypnotic eye out and fully focused on Alastor. Valentino suddenly pops up behind Vox in a plume of pink smoke. "Ugh. Voxxy, you can't just get all up in this and then zip out like that. I thought you liked it when i-"

"TMI, Val." Said Velvette sitting on Valentino's shoulder. "Now, who are we killing? And can I film it?"

Alastor shook his head. "No, no, dear. I don't think Vox would want the public to see me put him in his place a second time."

Alastor's shadow tentacle shoots out from the wall. Vox punches it. "FUCK YOU, TWINK! UGH!"

Vox teleports. Velvette runs over to her place. Valentino follows, laughing as he cocks his gun. Alastor tried to use his powers but failed as his mic is still broken. Thanks Rosie! Vox proceeds to blast him thrice and hit him into two sinners. His wires follow him, and he backs Alastor against a TV.

"What's wrong, old man? Getting your ass beat by Adam fuck you harder than you thought?" Vox lifts his arm, but Alastor's shadow tentacle tugs it down and throws Vox into a building.

Alastor steps out of the wrecked tv store but then pink smoke circles around him. Three bullets fly past Alastor, forming hearts in the smoke. "What's the matter, bitch? Can't get it up?" Valentino laughs as he runs through the smoke. Alastor sends two shadow tentacles his way, which he narrowly dodges. Valentino brings out his gun moneyshot. "Daddy's home."

Valentino shoots twice. Alastor dodges and blocks with his body. Valentino punches Alastor in the stomach and lifts him into the sky. "Oh dear, does that hurt? Ha-ha!"

Valentino cocks his gun. One of Alastor's minions jumps onto his gun, and another jumps onto his neck fur. "Hey!" Valentino waves wildly and falls down. "Fuck!"

A shadowed hand cushions Alastor's landing. An arrow suddenly grazes his cheek. "Damm." He looks up to see Velvette live streaming the turf war. "It's gonna take a lot more to fix that hairdo." She turns to her viewers. "Hey, my little poppets! I'm putting up a poll. Vote 'yes' or 'no' if you want me to absolutely OBLITERATE this guy."

Majority of the people watching voted yes. She laughs maniacally as she pulls out the yes poll out of her phone and turns it into a bow weapon. She shoots several arrows at Alastor all at once. Alastor protects himself with a shadow shield, but one just misses his shoulder. His shadow travels up to Velvette and crashes her down into a car while Alastor's shadow drops. Electricity crackles around the deer. He disappears before Vox crashes into the floor in his place, his screen silhouetted in black with highlighted eyes and teeth.

"Come on out..."

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Vaggie sighed as she walks along the streets. She suddenly paused when she saw something on the news. 'ALASTOR VS VEES: DEATH TOLL RISING!' She gasps in horror. "DAD'S IN TROUBLE!"

She immediately starts running at full speed. She runs past Niffty who also heard what's happening. "NIFFTY! GO GET HUSK, I'LL BUY YOU BOTH SOME TIME!!!"

Vaggie opens her wings and leaps taking off. She flew over to the Vees territory. She zooms over to fly kick Vox in the head. "GET AWAY FROM HIM!"

But Val saw her coming and used his wing patterns to block her good eye from focusing before puffing pink smoke in her face.

Vaggie coughs from the pink smoke. "Fuck...!" Val grabs her, keeping a gun to her head. "Don't move, Chica."

Vaggie went completely frozen, eye widened in terror. "Found you!" She saw Vox slamming Alastor against the wall, his chest wound from Adam fully exposed. "Dad...!"

"Someone should really put this thing out of it's misery!" Vaggie watches in horror as Vox tears off its stitches...and she can't do anything but be forced to watch.

"LET HIM GO!! DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HIM!!" She yelled out.

Vox turns around to look at her. "Oh look who's decided to join the fun."

"Vagatha, what are you doing here?!" Alastor demanded as a distressed elk noise came from him.

"Dad, i can't let you get hurt like this! I was trying to save YOU!" Vaggie told him.

"Ohhh how precious. The widdle angel is trying to save her daddy." Vox mocks. "Too bad nothing coming to save either of you."

"WE'RE HERE, ALASTOR!" Niffty rushes forward, carrying Husk with a bottle in hand. "Husk, go!" She throws Husk like a Pokémon.

"What the-?!" Husk crashes into Velvette. "The fuck is this about, Alastor? You still fighting these nobodies?"

Velvette gasps at her ruined hair as her mascara runs down her cheeks. "My hair!" She growls at Husk. "I'm gonna KILL YOUUUUUU!!!!" Velvette's hands glow purple.

"Look, lady, i didn't mean to-" That's when Husk notices the floating purple knives aiming at him. "Oh, shit."

The knives plunge into the floor and trail after Husk. Husk leaps into the air and is followed by a purple trail of explosive smoke. A playing card spins in front of it and Husk re-appears, throwing the now-multiplied cards down at Velvette. She runs, cards exploding the floor behind her.

Niffty crawls onto Valentino. "Hey, bad boy~" Val glares. "You again?!"

Niffty climbs into Valentino's coat. He grunts as she stabs him from the inside. "Ow! Fuck!" Vaggie took this as a chance to run from him.

Alastor smirked at the distraction. "Looks like it's me and you again. Ready to lose?" He uses his shadow tentacles to free himself, pushing Vox away.

"Not this time!" Vox snarls. Alastor looks at Vaggie with a wink, letting her know that he got this one. She nodded and goes to her hiding place.

Meanwhile, Husk uses his wings to avoid Velvette'e flying knives. "Geez." He flies into a magician's box. Velvette's knives pierce into it. Husk opens one of the doors, unharmed. "Calm down, bitch!"

"This outfit is worth ten of you." As she speaks, a purple sigil appears on Velvette's hand. She summons a sigil underneath her and Husk's magician box. "Put a shirt on you MANGY STRAY!"

Floating demonic emojis appear and turn demonic, shooting out strings which pierce through and squeeze Husk's magician box. His magician hat falls to the floor, shooting flowers at Velvette. Husk gets out of the hat with scratches, and places the hat back on his head.

With Niffty and Val, she keeps on stabbing the moth. "Te voy a matar, Chiquita!" He protests angrily in Spanish as he attempts to shoot her. Vaggie dodges the missed shots that were aimed at her. Niffty stabs the front of Valentino's coat/wings and jumps onto his face. "Ow! Aah!"

Niffty jumps into the air and Vaggie grabs onto her with her wings out. "Take this, polilla repungnante!" Vaggie flies down at Valentino so Niffty can stab the finishing blow...only for Val to grab her by the neck and throws her down at the floor, holding both her and Niffty at gunpoint. They turned their heads around to face the gun. While Vaggie looks fearful, Niffty laughs. "Gun! He-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Vox holds Alastor against the wall by the throat. The minute he saw his girls in danger, he immediately folded. "Wait! Call off your goons! I have a proposition for you."

"Excuse me?" Vox asked in disbelief. "Now or never~" Alastor said in a singsongy tone.

"Val, hold on." Two of Vox's wires wrap around Valentino's gun wielding arm, and tug it away from Vaggie and Niffty. Val groans.

"We keep going back and forth, and it's growing really tiresome, uh, quite boring actually, and it's making it harder for me to do what i have to do." As Alastor speaks, he pushes Vox's face back with a finger. His shadow hands him his staff and he stands upright, stitches regenerating over his chest wound.

"Yeah, of course, you're trying to talk your way out of this. Get to the fucking point!" Vox demands impatiently.

"How about...we make a little deal?" Vaggie immediately turns her head to face Alastor with widened eyes. "I'll join your little propaganda parade and be your little prisoner? All i ask for in exchange is, ooh, two tiny itty bitty conditions."

"The fuck is he doing?" Husk muttered as Vaggie starts frantically shaking her head.

"What conditions?" Vox raises an eyebrow. "Let these irrelevant little nobodies run along home, but more importantly, you're not to lay your hands on Charlie Morningstar." At Charlie's name, Alastor's eyes turn black with red dials, and his teeth are closed and glow as he speaks.

"Wait. That's it?" Vox couldn't believe it. "That's it. Pretty enticing, isn't it? Think of the headlines." Alastor offers his hand.

"That's-that's..." Vox stammers excitedly. "It's a deal!" Electricity buzzes and surrounds the place as the two shake hands. The two others Vees, Husk, Niffty and Vaggie were blown back by the electricity. "Yes! I fucking did it! Ha-ha-ha!"

Vaggie immediately gets up and runs over to them at full speed. "No...nonononoNONONONONO!!!! DAD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Right before Vaggie can grasp his arm...he and the Vees have disappeared in the flash of the light, leaving the poor angel to stand where her adopted dad USED to be.

"...Papa?"

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Vox kicks the door open to the 666 news station. "Holy fuck! Everyone out! Look who i have! Ah-ha-ha!" Vox spins Alastor out on a chair. Alastor is all tied up and he's wearing a frowny face mask. "Velvette, cameras!"

Charlie has her jaw dropped in surprise when a crowd of sinners started to push past her. "Alright, you heard him, people. Everyone out! Move your asses." Said Ethan, Vox's assistant.

Charlie is carried out with the sinners. Alastor remains idle on his chair. "Alastor, what happened? What's going on? Wait! Wait! ALASTOR! Woah! Ugh! Oh, stop pushing me! Alastor!"

"Bitch, move!" Charlie was pushed outside of the studio. "Ugh. Wait, let me back in. I am the princess of hell!" She looks up and saw a tower broadcasting Alastor's capture. "What the actual fuck is happening?! How is Vaggie going to react when she hears about this?!"

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Vaggie sat on the couch with an emotionless look on her face. The TV was on, showing the Vees doing a victory parade showing off Alastor. "I know i won! I like winning!"

She changes the channel and it goes to Katie Killjoy's talk show. "And let me be the one to tell the world that Alastor does NOT have a tail!" Vox claims.

Katie and the audience laughs. "Now that's gonna piss some people off!"

Vaggie prombtly throws the remote at the tv, causing it to static. Husk, Angel and Cherri look at her in concern. "She's been like this ever since we came back." Husk says.

"She's not handling the Alastor thing very well..." Angel winces.

Cherri saw the reporters barge into the hotel, no doubt wanting to ask Vaggie invasive questions. "Oh fuck, not them again."

Vaggie starts being harrased by the reporters. "Daughter of Alastor, what are your thoughts on Alastor's capture by the Vees?" Vaggie just has a blank Niffty-like stare on her face. "Miss Vaggie, how did you-"

"Enough!!" Husk shielded her with his wings. "Get the fuck out of the hotel, now!" He growls protectively, which intimates the reporters into leaving. He slams the doors. "Fucking parasites."

Husk turned to Vaggie, concerned. Ever since he, Niffty and Vaggie came back to the hotel, Vaggie had completely shut down and hasn't said anything.

Her daddy...in that TVs grasp...the memory of him and Vox making that deal replays over and over in her head...Why does Alastor never tell her anything about what he's doing?! First he left the hotel without telling her, now this?!! What is he thinking?!!! Who knows what Vox is doing to him this second?!

("One smoothie please." Vox is currently taking a tied up Alastor on a diner date, as if trying to relive some kind of 1950s date night fantasy)

She was snapped out of her thoughts when Husk placed his hand on her shoulder. "Kitten?"

"Huh??" She saw his concerned face. "How are you holding up after...what just happened?"

"Tio...i...i can't believe-i mean-he-he promised-he promised he wouldn't leave me, but then he went and did just that!!" She vents.

"Kitten. Eyes on me. Breathe." Husk can see that Vaggie is starting to spiral so he tilts her chin and has her look at him. "Don't focus on anything else, just me."

"He promised...but he left me..." Vaggie whimpered. "Why does both of my dads leave me? First Marco, now Alastor..."

Vaggie breaks down and sobs into Husk's fur. Husk holds her close. 'Boss, you better have a fucking plan for this.'

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At the Vees tower, Vox flops onto his bed after a night of victory sex, partly covered by a blanket. He stretches then puts his arms underneath his head with a smile. "Oh! Ah! Today was perfect. Right, Val?"

Valentino lays next to him. His arms are tied up behind him and he is smoking. "Uh huh, sure, babe." He said boredly.

"And what-what do you think, Alastor?" Vox said to Alastor, who was tied up in a cuck chair and forced to watch them have sex. He looks away in a sour mood. "Oh, why the long face?"

Vox steps out of bed laughing. Vox's wire hands Valentino his glasses then stealing his cigarette. He takes a drag then pulls down Alastor's mask and blows smoke in his face. "Isn't this nice?"

Vox then walks off and yanks Alastor and his chair with him with his wires. Now fully dressed, he stands before a large red window of the city. "Look at all this. I know you feel it too." Vox proceeds to pull Alastor's chair forward with his wires. "And to THINK you could have had this all and without the public humiliation."

Vox walks off and several screens of Alastor and Vox from recent events appear behind him. "Yeah, this calls for a celebration!"

Alastor rolls his eyes. "Hmm, yes, not like you haven't been doing that all day..."

Vox pulls Alastor's chair with the wires again. He sits himself down on a chair with Alastor on the other side of his desk. "Whiskey? Gin? I could call up and get you a Sazerac?" Alastor stays quiet, hair covering his eyes. Vox takes a sip from his glass.

"You know, I've waited for this moment for almost 70 years. I'm curious. What makes the princess and her crappy little hotel so great that the RADIO DEMON gives up what little dignity he had left to help out with it? Or why you decided to take in a former exorcist as your 'daughter'? Or, how a guy from the 30s landed in hell and somehow becomes one of the most powerful overlords?" Vox places his heel underneath Alastor's chin. "Tell me how." He demands.

"Hm, nope. Our deal is for me to be your captive. I don't have to tell you anything." Alastor turns away in his chair. Vox readjusts his feet on the desk.

"Seriously? You usually love to run your mouth. But i guess being a BRAT is kind of your THING, isn't it?" As he speaks, Vox turns Alastor back around with his wires.

Alastor chuckled darkly. "You'd be nothing without those two." Vox raises an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"You really haven't changed, have you? Still so reliant on all those around you." Alastor's face darkens. His eyes begin to glow and shadows start to generate from his body. "Always seeking someone to put up with your incessant-"

Vox wraps wires tightly around Alastor's mouth. "You know, i think i prefer the silence." He sips his drink.

Suddenly, Alastor's voice is heard over the speaker. "What? Don't want to be reminded of how desperate you were for attention? Back then, you and i were as close to equals as i'd imagined down here." Alastor's smile is closed but glowing as he speaks. He leans back against the chair. "You had your decent ideas, you were growing your power, and it was almost impressive."

Vox claws through the desk. "And i respected you." Vox's eyes widen. Electricity crackles. "And then you went and ruined it. I thought you found me...what was it? 'Inspiring'?"

Vox looks like he's experiencing a flashback...of how he proposed his offer to team up with Alastor, and tbe deer cruely laughs in his face. Like right now. "Oh, the tantrum you threw after-now THAT was entertainment!" Alastor burts out into laughter. "I did have to put you in your place, didn't I? Ah...And now you finally have me, but you still rely on others for your power, like always."

Cracking electricity can be heard as Alastor speaks. When he's done, Vox's anger reaches its peak, but hs quickly switches up into a smile. "🎵 You think your little mockery is gonna make me cry? That I'm bawling about the past that could've been?🎵"

Screens appear behind Vox. "🎵 Look around ya, Al. I've got a team, i got a dream. And all I'm gonna do is win!🎵"

Vox laughs. "🎵 You're in my house with my rules in my room with my tools. And worse you're at my mercy, cursed to watch it take it all.🎵"

Wires wrapped around Alastor, suspending him in air. "🎵 You've gone ass up, you're deep fried, your last luck has run dry. At last your check has cashed. I'd laugh at how you look so small. Don't you forget!🎵"

Vox dances with Alastor like he's using puppet strings. "🎵You're on my string!🎵"

Alastor is tied back in his chair. "🎵 You can try to squirm and struggle, and it wouldn't do a thing. Don't you forget!🎵"

Alastor suddenly interrupts. "🎵 You're so obsessed with me. I knew you'd need me here to be your unwilling audience when you lose your marbles in act three.🎵"

Vox rolls his eyes and shoves Alastor aside. "🎵 You're huffing glue if you think I won't end this tale a ruler. I'm just like you except I'm smarter, sharper, brighter, newer. So I'll keep your smug ass alive to-🎵"

"To show me you're not a loser?"

"Do you ever shut up?"

"🎵 Don't you forget!🎵"

"Oh, here he goes..."

"🎵 YOU AIN'T WON YET!🎵" Alastor practically growls. "Ooh, I'm scared." Vox said sarcastically.

"🎵 You still need me like you did before!🎵"

"So cute, you think i care!" Vox laughs. "🎵 Now I'm the master and you're my bottomest bitch!🎵"

He grabs Alastor by his ears and shocks him. "🎵 No more Al, the high and mighty, now that i flipped the switch. Though the radio's gone dead, you know, the show must go on! By the time I've had my fun, you'll wish that you had Stayed Gone!🎵"

Vox and Alastor aggressively pant in each other's faces when..."Ay, you two should just fuck already." They look at Val, who they both legitimately forgot he was still in the room. "What? Am i wrong? And can I film it?~"

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STAGE 1: DENIAL

Everyone in the hotel was worried about Vaggie. They all knew she's taking Alastor's capture hard. However, what got them concerned was that she's been...oddly calm and happy.

Suddenly she's acting like everything is fine and dandy. Whenever someone would bring up Alastor, Vaggie would just laugh and claim that Alastor is fine, like she didn't just witnessed him making a deal with Vox before her eyes.

"Hahaha! Silly Angel! Dad didn't get captured and he definitely didn't quit! If he did, then that would imply he left me when he specifically promised me he wouldn't!" Vaggie laughed, eye twitching.

Angel winces. "Uh, Vaggs? We all cleary saw Al being paraded about on the TV-"

"I'm not listening! I'm not listening! LALALALALA!!!!" Vaggie walks off covering her ears.

"What was that about?" Cherri raised an eyebrow. Husk sighed. "Just as i thought, she's going through the stages of heartbreak. Right now, she's in stage 1 aka Denial."

"Okay. And uh, what's stage 2?" Angel hesitantly asked. "Oh, you'll find out." Husk ominously says.

STAGE 2: ANGER

Vaggie got over the denial. Now she's in the second stage...absolute rage.

"How could he could this to me?! He promised that we would stay together, THEN HE GOES AND DO THIS!!!" Vaggie starts angrily throwing her knifes around in 'rage room' Charlie puts in for residents with anger issues.

"He's always doing this! He always does stupid shit and never tells me about what he's planning! What the fuck goes on in that static brain of his?!" She hangs up a target on the wall and slams a picture of Vox on it.

"And Vox...he's going to pay for this." Vaggie snarls. "He took my dad away from me, then he had to boost his own ego and parade him like he's a fucking trophy. The audacity of this bitch! Well, Bastardo, YOU AIN'T WON YET!!!" She throws darts at the picture.

Rooster heard her angry noises from outside the door and quickly speed walks away.

STAGE 3: BARGAINING

Once the rage cleared up, Vaggie moved on the third stage. She has practically been doing everyone's job in the hotel. Husk's bartending, Niffty cleaning, being host that Alastor was supposed to be doing, you name it.

Her thought process was that if she continue to do a good job at managing the hotel while Charlie was trying getting Emily's attention from heaven, then surely her dad would have to magically come back from being captured to praise her, RIGHT?!

"Vaggs, ya need ta take a break already!" Angel tried convincing her while Vaggie was going through the paperwork at fast speed.

"I can't! I have to finish all of these papers!" She drank down an emergy drink.

Angel tries thinking ways to get Vaggie to stop working. At this rate, she's gonna burn herself out. She hasn't even been engaging in her special interests-that's it!

"Hey Vaggs! Wanna watch a few episodes of de Cuphead show?" Angel offered. Vaggie shook her head. "Nope."

The spiders pulls out a warrior cat book. "How about we read a chapter of Warrior Cats?"

She grabs the book and throws it across the room. "No time for reading!"

"W-well, how about you educate me about the entire history about lunar moths-"

Vaggie finally snapped, breaking her pen in half. "ANGEL! DROP IT! DAD IS NOT GONNA COME BACK IF I STOPPED WORKING AND ACT LIKE A FUCKING CHILD!!!"

She storms off, leaving Angel more worried than ever.

STAGE 4: DEPRESSION

Vaggie has entered the fourth stage...depression. She has all but locked herself in Alastor's room, the only thing she has of him left, and listens to sad songs.

Husk decided enough was enough and tries to snap Vaggie out of this with tough love. "Kitten, you gotta get pull yourself together. You look like shit."

"...You don't get it Tio. I lost my dad...he's somewhere far away and i can't get him back because of that stupid deal."

"Yes, i know it's frustrating. But sitting here feeling sorry for yourself isn't going to help. The hotel NEEDS you, Vaggie. How do you think Alastor will react if he finds out that you've been moping about him?"

Vaggie was silent. Husk was right...she's a total mess. She's been spending the entire week shutting everyone out with her clusterfuck of emotions. "...I just want my dad back..."

"And he will come back. I've known Alastor, he always has a plan with him. Knowing him, this is probably some idea of his. But right now, he would want you to move on and stop spiraling. So, will you let us in?"

Husk offers his hand, and Vaggie took it.

STAGE 5: ACCEPTANCE

Vaggie gets herself ready for the day, trying to ignore Katie Killjoy reporting about Vox's broadcast and how the Vees have gotten majority of the overlords support.

She can't keep wallowing in self pity. Charlie needs her, the hotel needs her.

She opens Alastor's door, letting light into the darkened room. "Make your family proud." She whispered to herself before going back to keep this hotel running.