I LOVE THIS:

"Angel Dust x Husker.. or Charlie x Vaggie........"

SO I'LL DO BOTH

𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝙻 𝚡  𝙷𝚄𝚂𝙺𝙴𝚁

Husker walked back inside the Hotel, unamused by Alastor's display of power, and headed right to the bar.

Angel slid into the seat to his right, causing a faint blush to cover Husker's cheeks, his grey fur tinting red.

"Ooh, is that a blush I see?" Angel asked flirtatiously, sliding over.

"No," Husker said angrily, turning away. Was the alcohol doing this to him? It must be. Angel was nothing but a hooker... right? Especially to Husker....

Right?

But Angel was almost overwhelmed with happiness. Finally, he had gotten a reaction out of him!

And it was a blush too.

Did that mean Husker liked him? Angel wasn't paying attention to the alcoholic demon as he became lost in thought. Husker merely stared.

The bartender blinked and turned away, sipping his booze.

"Ah, young love," Alastor said cheerily. Vaggie groaned.

"Hmmmm, nope," Niffty said in the background somewhere else, and Charlie made a move to stop her doing whatever she was.

So Angel and Husker just sat awkwardly at the bar, avoiding the other's eyes.

Alastor flexed his hand slightly, and Angel's stool lurched forwards, placing him not two inches away from Husker's face.

Vaggie walked away.

Angel's face went scarlet, and Husker froze, stunned.

Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe Angel made the first move, but Husker distinctly remembered their lips pressed together, the taste of Angel's berry popsicle on his lips.

"I shouldn't have done that," they both said in unison.

Angel turned to look at the others' reactions. Alastor was beaming, Vaggie was covering her eyes, and Charlie was bouncing up and down, hands clasped.

Angel still felt the alcohol from Husker's tongue on his lips. "So, uh." Angel couldn't remember the last time he had felt flustered. "N-Now what?" 

"I say make out again," Husker said, his confidence and indifference returning. He hopped over the counter and dragged Angel away, the spider demon beaming as Alastor smiled wider.

"Thanks, now we have to hear them fucking all night," Vaggie groaned.

How could Alastor's smile get wider? His eyes were narrowed.

"It'll make up for what I heard last night."

𝚅𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙴  𝚡  𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙴

<this one is just some short fluff>

"Wow!" Charlie said, sliding against her and Vaggie's bedroom door. "What a day! At least we have an investor."

"Yeah," Vaggie said. "And he's a psychotic murderous demon."

Charlie groaned and flopped down on the bed. "Cuddles."

Vaggie smiled and sat down next to Charlie, wrapping her arms around the daughter of Lucifer.

"No." Charlie pulled Vaggie down to her level. "Comfyyyy."

Vaggie closed her eyes, running her hands through Charlie's hair. And eventually, they both fell asleep.