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axel-ambassador · 2 days ago

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After a long day or classes, Charlie walked into the hospital wing with a crossbody bag chock full of papers, and a small ball of fur in her arms. "Hey, Vaggieeeee," she singsonged.

Vaggie looked over from the book she'd been squinting at. The new lack of a second eye left her vision slightly blurry, something that could only really be rectified with exposure and practice. She squinted as Charlie walked closer. "Watcha got there?"

The ball uncurled, revealing KeeKee, Charlie's pet cat. "I brought a little friend for youuu." Charlie grinned cheekily as she pulled up a chair and leaned closer. Vaggie threw the book to the side.

KeeKee blinked her one eye, apprehensively sniffing the other human in the room. She knew Vaggie, remembered her scent, but it hadn't been associated with the word "friend" in quite some time. The cat bristled and lightly growled.

"It's okay." She handed KeeKee to Vaggie, who held her like she once did when they were younger, despite the apprehension. The cat didn't squirm, which was a good sign; she rested comfortably in Vaggie's arms, much like a baby would.

KeeKee peered at Vaggie, noticing something was clearly different. Only one eye...that was strange. When did Vaggie lose an eye, too? The feline tilted her head and chirped. Vaggie simply looked up at Charlie as to say 'now what?'

"I figured...she'd help, considering...y'know..." Charlie trailed off.

Vaggie looked at KeeKee, really taking in her features. She was a rescue cat. When Charlie was 8, she found her outside, bloody and beaten, right eye gouged. She took her inside to help, and KeeKee chose to stay afterwards. It was...much like how Charlie found her that night and brought her here...wasn't it?

"Oh, KeeKee...I'm just like you now, huh?" Vaggie whimpered as she held the cat closer. KeeKee rubbed face on Vaggie's cheek as she purred, understanding the connection between them. "Oh..."

Tears formed in her eye before she could stop herself. There was a warmth in her chest she never truly experienced before. The kind of joy and utter sense of love that having a pet could give you. To love an animal, to be loved by an animal, was a precious feeling unlike any other. And right now, it was consuming her on an overwhelming front.

"I can bring her everyday, if you want. After class I can grab her and she can sit with us while we do homework." Charlie offered.

Vaggie could only nod, not trusting herself to speak as the tears finally began to fall. She quietly sobbed, though she'd tell herself she was merely clearing her throat. "...thank you..."

Charlie scooted even closer, close enough for Vaggie to lean on her shoulder, which is exactly what she did, still cradling KeeKee. Vaggie let herself cry. She'd been crying quite a bit over the past few days, hadn't she?

Charlie gushed with a melancholic grin. As sad as it was to see Vaggie like this, she knew she needed it. Everyone deserves a good cry now and again, especially someone in Vaggie's scenario.

She leaned even closer, wanting to savor the bittersweet moment.

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luna-naoffcial · 1 day ago

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The scenario kept haunting me in my mind 😭

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【 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 】

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧" 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐀 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐬: 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬.

"𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲?" 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬��𝐨𝐧.

"𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐚𝐝," ��𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐤 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐚."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞-𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐝𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. "𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞… 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧."

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭," 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫, "𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮! 𝐀 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥?"

"𝐈 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞!" 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐝. "𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. "𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐃𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞."

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲. "𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐧. 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝.

"𝐇𝐞𝐲! 𝐇𝐞𝐲! 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬!" 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭.

"𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐃𝐚𝐝!" 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝.

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞.

"𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲," 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, "𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐬… 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭."

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭!" 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐰𝐤, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

"𝐇��𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥!" 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲, 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐥𝐥—"

𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

"𝐀𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞!" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞.

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. "𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐤."

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥," 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝��𝐫, "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧… 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐝-𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫. "𝐃𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐤."

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐤!" 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧.

𝐁𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞," 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. "𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫?"

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. "𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝."

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫. "𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬," 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧, "𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. "𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞."

𝐀𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, "𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐬."

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I saw someone say something about Lucifer shedding his feathers since he has duck qualities or what not. All I can think of is Alastor and Charlie sitting him down in the lobby and plucking out his feathers one by one, or taking a brush to his wings while he wines like a child.

"Hey! Hey! Careful! That hurts!" Lucifer says as he tries to get up and pull away from Charlie. Which makes Alastor have to hold him down while Charlie finishes and Lucifer continues his tantrum.

I would make this into a comic but I can't draw😭

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