#vagg

So for those of you who didn’t have parents that constantly had shows from the 80’s and 90’s playing twenty-four seven, Who’s the Boss is a sitcom about a serious, independent business woman and single mom who hires a laid-back, Italian single father to be her house keeper. And of course their relationship is complicated, unreseolved sexual tension, opposites attract, unable to admit they’re in love with each other.

It had been a week since extermination day, the streets of Hell were cleaned-- thanks in part mostly from the various cannibals rather than the cleaners, but that was typical of every year so why bother bitching? Life returned to normal quickly as if the extermination never happened which again, was typical. This is Hell after all, nobody cares if you get exterminated or not. Well, there was one person that cared- Hell’s very own Princess, she had been working on a plan for a while now on how to fix the overpopulation issue so that the exterminators would have no reason to come to annihilate any more of her people- A Hotel that rehabilitates sinners!

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With her plans finalized, she went to her parents, eager to see their reactions and hoping that her father would approve and be proud of her…Of course what happened was the exact opposite, Lucifer, the King of Hell simply laughed at the idea and most likely would have said more too if not for his wife’s interruption. Lilith, despite knowing her daughter’s idea would not work, she also didn’t want to tarnish her dreams and hurt her much like Lucifer had and gave her permission to go on ahead with the idea.

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Charlie smiled, thanking her mother before excusing herself. She wanted to curl up and cry, but instead she held her head up high with a smile as she made her way out of her home. ‘That was it. That was my last chance of proving myself to him, and I fucked it up…I’m still a failure in his eyes…’

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“Charlie?”

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Hearing a familiar voice made her snap out of her depressing thoughts, forcing herself to smile as she saw her girlfriend. “Heeey, Vaggie! What are you doing here?”

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“I came to see my girlfriend, and it’s a good thing I did…” The sinner approached the princess, caressing her cheek softly. “Don’t force a smile for me, hun. If you’re upset let it all out and I’ll be your shoulder to cry on.”

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Hearing such comforting words from her girlfriend made Charlie tear up, wrapping her arms around Vaggie as she started crying. “I thought this was going to be the thing that would make him proud of me…To…To change the fact that I’m a—”

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“You’re not, babe.” Vaggie stroked her girlfriend’s back soothingly. “I hate that he says such awful things about you, especially since they’re not true…”

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Charlie cried in her girlfriend’s hold from a few more moments before the tears slowed to a stop and she pulled away. “Vaggie…” She hesitated a moment. “You…You believe in my cause, don’t you...?”

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“Of course I do.” She answered without hesitation, even though what she said was partially a lie; but she was afraid if she told Charlie about how uncertain she was, that Charlie would get upset…Maybe even break up with her. “I’ll be with you every step of the way to help and support you however I can, I promise.” At least that part was one-hundred percent true.

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Charlie smiled softly, giving Vaggie a peck on the cheek. “Vaggie, you can be honest with me, it won’t change anything between us, I promise.”

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It was Vaggie’s turn to hesitate now, letting out a slow breathe, the sinner finally spoke the truth. “I…Don’t even know if the idea of rehabilitation is even possible for sinners or even if Heaven would welcome reformed sinners…” She sighed, shaking her head. “I’m sorry for not being honest, but I will help you see this dream of yours through to the end, no matter how it ends…I…” She looked down, afraid of looking her girlfriend in the eye. “If that’s okay…?”

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The sinner was expecting the other to cry or lash out about being unsupportive, but was surprised to find herself being hugged instead.

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“What are you talking about, silly? Of course that’s okay, I wouldn’t have it any other way!” Charlie beamed, back to her normal cheerful self. “Now, how about we get some coffee and I’ll go over the details, after all, you will be the manager!”

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