Then: May 21st, 2007

Y/N and Marcus stand on the sandy shore, gazing out at the rundown beach house as a realtor explains the property's details.

Realtor: As you can see, the location of this beach house is unparalleled. Right on the water, with stunning ocean views. Despite its current condition, with some renovations, it could become a prime vacation rental or even your own private getaway.

Y/N and Marcus exchange skeptical glances, taking note of the building's dilapidated state and its vulnerability to hurricane damage.

Marcus: But isn't this area prone to hurricanes? It doesn't seem like the safest investment.

Realtor: Yes, hurricane season can be a concern. However, the potential value of this property is undeniable. With the right vision and investment, it could fetch a significant return in the future.

Y/N and Marcus exchange a knowing look, silently contemplating the risks and rewards of their investment in the beach house.

Y/N looked at Marcus in concern.

Y/N: I'm not sure if this is the best spot for our studio, Marcus. It's a bit run-down, and the hurricane risk is concerning.

Marcus: I get your concerns, Y/N. But it's close to home, and the area is is crime free. Plus, it's within our budget, and honestly, it's better than the other options we've seen. And if we can make enough money from our projects, we could always move to a different building in the future.

Y/N thought about it and reluctantly agreed. He trusted Marcus. And with that, they bought the building.

Marcus Catsenburg was an older, seasoned creative, African American man with a wealth of experience in the industry. As a longtime friend of Y/N's step mother, he has known Y/N since childhood and recognized his innate creativity from a young age. Marcus is the visionary behind the idea of starting a studio.

With a keen eye for talent, Marcus hired Y/N not only for their artistic skills but also for their unique perspective and innovative ideas. He values Y/N's creativity and trusts them to contribute significantly to the studio's success. Marcus is a mentor figure to Y/N, providing guidance and support as they navigate the challenges of the creative industry together.

Marcus would handle the business, budgeting, sourcing materials, and negotiating contracts with contractors and suppliers, and clients.

Marcus would also develop a marketing strategy to attract clients to their studio, leveraging social media, networking events, and strategic partnerships to promote their services and generate income. He would oversee the planning and execution of their film projects, ensuring that deadlines are met, resources are utilized efficiently, and the quality of work meets their standards.

Y/N would be writing scripts, storyboarding scenes, artwork, and scouting locations for their movie and short film projects.

Y/N had ideas for a few movies.

First being a movie called Captain Courageous.

And the villains for the movie, Iron Mask

and Black Knight

The plot Y/N had written was about a man named Jack Reynolds, an ordinary man who discovers he has extraordinary abilities after a freak accident. All the while a sinister shadow broker named Iron Mask, threatens to plunge the city into chaos. With the help of allies and the support of the people, Jack becomes Captain Courageous and confronts his doubts and fears in a epic battle across the city.

Second was Lion Man

The villain: The Aztec

The plot Y/N written was about an American-born, college educated, Alex Hunter, a high school wildlife conservationist who is passionate about protecting endangered species, particularly lions. During an expedition in Africa, Alex is gravely injured while trying to save a pride of lions from poachers. As he lies unconscious, mysterious forces from the heart of the savannah imbue him with the strength, speed, and agility of a lion. Alex wakes up to find himself transformed into Lion Man, with enhanced senses and abilities. At first, he struggles to come to terms with his newfound powers and the responsibilities that come with them. With the help of his mentor, an enigmatic shaman named Rafiki, Alex learns to harness his abilities and embrace his destiny as a protector of both wildlife and humanity. Meanwhile, a ruthless industrialist named Richard Steel is plundering the African wilderness for its resources, destroying habitats and endangering countless species in the process. Unbeknownst to Alex, Steel has also obtained a mysterious artifact that grants him immense power and control over the forces of nature.

The third was an original idea called Blue Flame. Y/N called it a mix between Cyberpunk: Edgerunners, Your Lie in April, Invincible, and a Silent Voice.

In it, it's in a world filled with superhumans and advanced technology, one unique creation stands out among the rest: The Blue Flame. Born from the brilliance of a renowned scientist, Dr. Alexander Pierce, The Blue Flame is an android infused with artificial intelligence and the power to control and manipulate fire. As a sentient being, he grapples with understanding his identity, purpose, existence, and the fine line between human emotions and machine logic. All the while he must stop The Ember Cult: A secretive and ancient organization that worships the power of the "Eternal Ember," the artifact responsible for imbuing The Blue Flame with his fire manipulation abilities. The cult aims to either possess Toad for their dark rituals or eradicate him to keep their secrets safe.

There was also a horror movie Y/N wanted to make. His own interpretation of The Invisible Man. He described it as Speak meets Scream

In 'The Invisible Man,' high school student Claire grapples with the aftermath of a traumatic event while facing a sinister presence that seems to stalk her every move, killing people around her. As she delves deeper into the mystery, Claire must confront her deepest fears to uncover the truth. Blending elements of psychological depth and intense suspense, 'The Invisible Man' explores themes of trauma, trust, and resilience as Claire works to prove that she is being hunted by someone nobody can see.

- - - -

Y/N was at the bar, absorbed in his sketchbook, his teal eyes focused intently on the page as he draws a clown.

With careful attention to detail, he sketches the clown with purple overalls, a black and white striped shirt, and a purple hat. Husk was drinking and looking to get a better look at Y/N's sketch.

Husk: Who's the clown, kid?

Y/N: Oh, that's Mr. Gaddi. He's like Mr. Rogers, and if Nick Jr. was a person. He's a friendly clown who hosts a children's show. He teaches valuable lessons about kindness, creativity, and friendship.

Husk listened.

Husk: Sounds like a wholesome fella.

Y/N: Ya, I tried making him into a show years ago. The show would be set in Mr. Gaddi's whimsical home, which is like a mix of a hotel, circus, playhouse, arcade, and theater all rolled into one. It's a vibrant and magical place where anything can happen. Mr. Gaddi would be the heart and soul of the show, with his friends Muncher, Ms. Cook, Birdie, Jasper the Clown, Snappy, Whiskers, Gizmo, Patches, Jumper, and Candy Pop joining him in various adventures and life lessons. Muncher is a big food loving monster, Ms. Cook the wise and nurturing chef, and Birdie the mischievous yet endearing bird. Jasper the Clown would bring laughter and joy, while Snappy the Alligator would be grumpy, lazy, cranky alligator puppet who is always snapping at the other puppets, he drinks his favorite drink, big juice, runs a juice bar, and he's also a gambler.

Husk raised an eyebrow as that sounds awfully familiar.

Y/N: Whiskers the cat would be curious and mischievous, Gizmo the robot would bring technology and innovation to the mix, and Patches the patchwork teddy bear would offer comfort and reassurance. Jumper the kangaroo would be energetic and playful, and Candy Pop the candy-themed character would add sweetness and fun to the group. Together, they would navigate everyday challenges, learn valuable life lessons, and celebrate the magic of friendship, creativity, and imagination in their enchanting home.

Husk: So, I'm guessing making it into a show didn't work out?

Y/N: Yeah. Even when I was still alive, I tried pitching the show to Nickelodeon, Warner Bros, and then Netflix. But, unfortunately, they all turned me down. Nickelodeon thought it was too niche, Warner Bros said it didn't fit their brand, and Netflix... well, they wanted more diversity in it. I had a clown, monsters, birds, cats, robots, blue, red, purple, est. I didn't know what else they wanted.

Husk: Well. Wanna know something? People are just plain stupid. Also, where exactly did you get your inspiration for Snappy from? Is he recent?

Y/N was about to answer before Angel Dust walked in with a big box.

Angel Dust: Looks like you've got another package from your secret admirer, Y/N. Fourth one this week! Someone's really smitten with you, huh?

Husk: Who the hell wants to sleep with you this badly?

Y/N shrugged his shoulders. He opened the box and pulled out a bouquet of wildflowers, a cozy blanket with a train pattern, chocolate, a Vox drone, a subscription Voxflix, a Vphone, and a container of V and V's.

Angel Dust's eyes narrow thoughtfully, a glimmer of recognition sparking in his gaze.

Angel Dust: Vox tech? Son of a bitch. Y/N? You realize what this means?

Y/N: Yes. It means my secret admirer is very generous.

Husk: Nope. That's wrong, but not by much.

Y/N: But what does it mean?

Angel Dust: Either Velvette wants to get back together, or Vox is taking in interest in you.

Y/N looked at him in shock.

Y/N: You think that's possible?

Husk: Who else would know you this good?

Vaggie walked in with a bouquet of flowers, a warm smile on her face as she presents them to Y/N.

Vaggie: Hey, Y/N, me and Charlie got these flowers for you! I just wanted to say...

Her expression quickly shifts to one of defeat as she notices the elaborate gift from the secret admirer.

Vaggie: Lousy stinking flowers...

Y/N's gaze shifts to the flowers Vaggie brought, a genuine smile spreading across his face as he appreciates her gesture. Despite the lavish gift from his secret admirer, he values Vaggie's thoughtfulness and the simple beauty of the flowers.

Y/N: I like them.

Vaggie's cheeks flush with a hint of embarrassment as she returns Y/N's smile, touched by his gratitude. Before she can respond, Charlie arrives, her curiosity piqued as she joins the conversation.

Charlie: Hey, Y/N! How'd you like the flowers we got you?

Vaggie: Well Charlie, Y/N has gotten a gift from his secret admirer, for the fourth time this week!

Charlie's face frowned in defeat.

Vaggie: But the flowers are just as thoughtful, Charlie. Y/N seems to appreciate them just as much.

Charlie smiled happily and hugged Y/N. As Charlie hugs Y/N, he initially stiffens slightly at the sudden physical contact, his body tensing in response to the unexpected touch. His teal eyes widen momentarily, processing the sensory input.

Despite his initial discomfort, he understands Charlie's gesture and reciprocates the hug awkwardly, his movements hesitant and uncertain.

Y/N: So? What have y'all been doing?

Y/N was trying to get out of the hug without seeming rude. Charlie grabbed his hand and pulled him over, again causing unintentional discomfort.

Charlie, and Razzle and Dazzle had been putting up a banner that reads "Happy first week, Sir Pentious!

Charlie: That looks perfect! Aah! I am so excited that Sir Pentious is staying at the hotel!

Vaggie: Um, Pentious was just trying to take over the city with his weird steampunk bullshit a few days ago.

Y/N: Um, guys... I think we should still be cautious. Just because Sir Pentious hasn't caused any trouble here yet doesn't mean he won't in the future. It's... it's better to be safe than sorry.

Charlie: Well, I haven't seen him try to pull any of that here.

Sir Pentious comes in, rolling in a new machine that his Egg Boiz are sitting on.

Vaggie: What the hell is that?

Sir Pentious: Oh, hello, purple female. It's my new invention, the Skin Flayer 11,000! I'm really looking forward to shooting the other residents.

Y/N froze in place, his eyes widen in alarm at Sir Pentious's ominous declaration. His fingers grip Vaggie tightly.

Y/N: Shooting...the other residents?

Y/N murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper, his mind racing with concern. Vaggie began petting his head.

Charlie: What? Why?

Sir Pentious: Everyone is being too nice. Obviously it must be a lie. I can sense that they are planning to kill me, but when? How? I must be prepared! Ooh, the new parts of my machine are here.

Odette and Clara come in, wheeling in boxes of weapons. Pentious runs over to them

Odette: Sign, please.

Sir Pentious signs the clipboard while Clara wheels in the boxes.

Y/N recognizes Odette and Clara, and a flicker of concern crosses his features.

Odette: Thank you for your business. Enjoy your Carmine purchase.

Y/N's apprehension softens momentarily as Odette gives him a smile. She blew him a kiss.

Odette and Clara walks out of the lobby as Sir Pentious takes the crate full of parts and weapons for his machine. As he slithers back, Vaggie realizes whom he's buying from.

Vaggie: Carmine? As in Carmilla Carmine? You are buying parts from an overlord?

Sir Pentious: Uh, of course. She's the top weapons dealer in Hell.

Vaggie: Okay, well that stops right now.

Vaggie takes Pentious's boxes away.

Sir Pentious: Hey!

Vaggie: You absolutely cannot build weapons in this hotel. No one is trying to kill you. People are being nice because they want you to feel welcome.

Sir Pentious looks at Vaggie with a wry expression. He peeks over his machine to scowl at the other residents and workers. His gaze pans to Husk downing a bottle in the bar, who flips off Sir Pentious. Angel Dust, standing near the bar on his phone, does the same. The to Y/N who nervously waved. Niffty, who is dusting a corner of the wall, looks at him and does a sinister-sounding giggle.

Sir Pentious: Hmm, I have my doubts.

Vaggie: Well, it's true. You have to trust us.

Sir Pentious: But I don't.

Charlie: Well, why don't we focus on that for today's activities?

Vaggie: Not before we lay some ground rules. No more building weapons, no more plotting against other guests, and you need to get rid of these things.

Vaggie points at Egg Boiz who were on the crate of weapons. 2 Egg Boiz, having a tug-of-war over a laser, accidentally set it off and blow a hole in the roof, much to Vaggie's frustration.

Vaggie: Oh! What did I just say? What did I just say?

Sir Pentious: What? Not my little egg boiz. They do my evil bidding for me!

Vaggie: Do you want to stay here and redeem yourself?

Sir Pentious: Yes.

Vaggie: Then no more eggs.

Sir Pentious, with tears in his eyes, looked at his eggs.

Sir Pentious: All right, eggies. You've got to go. I can't keep you anymore!

Egg Boiz: Okay, boss.

They all follow Vaggie as she wheels Pentious' boxes away.

Sir Pentious: No, don't resist. This is how it has to be!

Sir Pentious begins crying as he watches his Egg Boiz walking away. Y/N, looking awkward, pats his shoulder.

- - - -

Alastor was in his room, eating a deer carcass with a knife and fork while jazz music plays in the background. Suddenly, the jazz music stops with a record-scratching sound when Vaggie came by with the Egg Boiz behind her.

Vaggie: Alastor!

Alastor looks surprised for a second and his eyes go from the deer carcass on the table to Vaggie

Alastor: Do you mind? I'm in the middle of breakfast.

Vaggie: Pentious' eggs are all over the place, and I need you to get rid of them.

Alastor throws away his knife and fork, and stands up and summons microphone.

Alastor: Oh, well, in that case, I'd be delighted to!

Vaggie: Humanely!

Alastor: Hmm. Well, that's a lot less fun, but I suppose I can take care of that on my outing today.

He walks out of the room.

Vaggie: Great! That looks disgusting.

- - - -

Back in the hotel foyer, Charlie and the rest of the hotel's residents, minus Alastor, are, with all of them except for Charlie and Vaggie sitting on a sofa. Behind Charlie and Vaggie is a stage with a banner on it that reads "Trusting 101"

Charlie: Hi, guys. Thanks for coming! It's been brought to our attention that there may be a little, tension in the hotel.

As Charlie explained, everyone is hating each other or on edge. Y/N was sitting on the corner of the couch. Sir Pentious grabs Niffty with his tail and makes to shoot her with his ray gun, but Vaggie snatches it out of his hands before he can.

Vaggie: Tension that can be counterproductive to what we're trying to do here.

Charlie: We think that this group could really benefit from,

The background goes to yellow and Charlie and Vaggie go flying up into the air.

Charlie: Trust exercises!

Vaggie: Trust exercises. *begins falling* Ah, shit!

Vaggie falls on the floor as the yellow background cracks and breaks. Charlie pulls Vaggie to her feet

Charlie: Vaggie, we rehearsed this.

Charlie turns to everyone.

Charlie: We're doing trust exercises!

Husk: So, uh, what's with the whole, uhh, this? I'm not about to put on some show for these fucking chumps.

Angel Dust: Oh, I will, but it's cash up front, and I know that one can't afford me.

Sir Pentious: Gross! I'd never think of it, spider!

Y/N's face fell and he felt a surge of panic, Y/N's mind races as he processes Charlie's words. His heart rate quickens, and he grips his arms tightly, fearing that they're about to put on a show. His anxiety mounts, and he looks around nervously, uncertain of how to proceed.

Y/N: W-what kind of show?

Charlie: Nothing big. You just have to share something about yourself, fall back and someone will catch you.

Vaggie: Right, well, let's get started. Charlie?

Charlie: Actually, I thought maybe you could take the lead on this one. I trust everyone, so maybe you know better on how to build it properly!

She walks over to stand by Husk, Niffty, Y/N, Pentious and Angel

Vaggie: What? Uhh, I don't know if I'm qualified, uh,

Charlie: Oh, come on. It'll be easy! I'm sure you can handle this.

Y/N shifts nervously as Vaggie hesitates, unsure of her ability to lead the trust exercises. He glances at Charlie, silently conveying his concern through his anxious demeanor. Despite his reservations, he trusts Charlie's judgment and remains open to the possibility of Vaggie taking the lead.

Offering a small, encouraging smile, Y/N nods in Vaggie's direction. He gave her a thumbs up.

Vaggie: Yeah, um, Sure, I can handle this. No problem.

Vaggie takes a deep breath and walks down one side of the stage. She then walks and talks drill sergeant style.

Vaggie: All, right, so we are starting with trust falls! Each of you are going to share something vulnerable with the group about yourself and then fall backwards, while the rest of the group catches you. Got it? Who wants to go first?

Y/N's nerves spike at how Vaggie was, and the mention of trust falls, his apprehension evident in the way he clutches Charlie. But for some reason, he also kind of found it a little hot.

Charlie: Ooh, ooh, me me me! Me! Me! Me!

Vaggie: All right, get on up here.

Charlie runs past Vaggie and onto the stage.

Charlie: I, I love you guys. Like, really, really love you.

She falls backwards. Y/N and Vaggie run forward and catches Charlie.

Vaggie: Gotcha!

Charlie: That, felt, good! Y/N, why don't you go next?

Y/N's heart races as Charlie calls on him to go next. He takes a moment to gather his courage, reminding himself of the importance of vulnerability and trust.

Y/N: O-okay.

Vaggie: This time everyone needs to catch him, okay? Unless you want me to hurt you.

Vaggie takes out a spear as a means of discipline for the others to come closer to the stage.

He walked up on stage.

Y/N:..I...I... I struggle with sensory overload sometimes. Loud noises, bright lights... they can be really overwhelming for me. Happened to me 34 different times when I was dating Velvette. I also love Thomas and Friends, and consider everything past season 11, non canon.

Y/N was about to fall back, but stopped.

As Y/N hesitates, a wave of anxiety washes over him, causing him to freeze mid-movement. Charlie notices his hesitation and approaches him with concern, prompting him to explain what's wrong.

Charlie: Hey, Y/N, what's going on? Are you okay?

Y/N: I... I don't think I want to do this. It's... it's too much right now.

Charlie: That's okay, Y/N. Would it help if I fell with you? We can do it together.

Y/N nodded. Charlie got on stage with him. Feeling a surge of gratitude and reassurance, Y/N wraps his arms around Charlie in a tight hug. With her by his side, he finds the courage to lean back, trusting in their bond as they fall together.

As they both descend, Y/N's heart pounds in his chest, but the feeling of Charlie's presence gives him strength. Together, they are caught by the others.

Charlie: Was that better, Y/N?

Y/N: Yeah, thank you, Charlie. I felt... safer with you there.

Charlie: Yay! Angel, your up!

Angel Dust: Fine.

He walks onto the stage.

Angel Dust: Somethin' about myself, huh? How about this? I LOVE to suck-

Husk threateningly points at Angel.

Husk: I swear to fuck if you say dicks!

Angel Dust: -popsicles, ya sicko! Get your mind outta the gutter!

Angel falls backwards. Husk and Y/N catche him.

Angel Dust: But, you know, dicks too!

Husk drops him

Angel Dust: All, right, new guy, you're up.

The room goes dark and a melodramatic music plays. A spotlight shines on Pentious.

Sir Pentious: I, don't want to live without my minions. Nobody catch me!

He falls backwards.

Vaggie, Y/N and Charlie catch him together.

Sir Pentious: Damn it.

Vaggie: That's great. Wow, you are slimy. Okay, good job. Uh, Niffty?

Niffty runs past them onto the stage, giggling manically.

Niffty: Sometimes, I kill mother-bugs in front of their children as a warning to others!

Upon hearing this and seeing Niffty, the others were disturbed by her sadistic nature . Niffty flings herself off of the stage., but the others actively move out of the way to let her fall on the ground in the face. All except Y/N, who caught her.

Niffty: Yay! You love me!

Y/N flinched nervously and dropped her. Despite that, Niffty seems to enjoy that.

Niffty: Yay! Pain!

Niffty, giggling, runs back onto the stage to jump off again.

Niffty: Pain!

Charlie and Vaggie walk off to talk privately.

Charlie: I don't know if this is really working the way we'd hoped. Maybe we should-

Vaggie: Honey, you have to trust me here. I got this, okay? I'll figure something out.

Angel appears behind them.

Angel Dust: If you're in the market for some ideas, I've got just the thing for some "trust buildin'".

Vaggie: What do you have in mind?

That's when the phone rang.

Y/N: We have a working phone?

Y/N picked it up.

Y/N: Hello?

Alastor: Y/N! My dear boy. I have a job for you. I left something of great importance to me at the Hotel. I left it in my one if my other coats. Could you be a dear and bring it to me.

Y/N:...Yes. I think.

Alastor: Splendid! Now it's in a little red box in one of my coats in my room! I don't know which one.

Y/N:...*Internal screaming.*

- - - -

Alastor is waiting down the street, closely followed by Pentious' Egg Boiz who are his new minions.

Egg Boiz: Oh, boy! What's the plan, boss? I like your suit! What are the antlers for? Can I touch your staff thing? Are those your ears or is it your hair? I can't tell!

Alastor's eye twitches as he walks down the street, a pained smile on his face.

Y/N walks down the street alone, his steps steady but cautious. As he rounds the corner, he spots Alastor not too far ahead. With a small sense of apprehension, he approaches, clutching the red box Alastor had requested.

Y/N: Here you go, Mr. Alastor. I brought back the box like you asked.

Alastor took the box.

Alastor: Ah! I can't leave without this little beauty.

A shadowy person watches them from behind, before appearing in front of them, revealing himself to be an Overlord: Zestial.

Zestial: Hark, Alastor. How fare thee this day? And who's this gentleman?

Alastor makes a radio static sound effect, looking slightly scared. Y/N looked at him nervously.

Egg Boi: Who's that, boss? Want me to rough him up for you?

Alastor: Follow in silence if you value your shell!

He taps Egg Boi's shell with his cane before turning back to Zestial.

Alastor: Greetings, Zestial!

A demon comes out from an alleyway and sees Alastor and Zestial.

Fancy demon: Oh, holy shit!

Y/N: Who are you?

Zestial: Oh, allow me to introduce myself, I am Zestial.

Y/N: Oh, Carmilla told me about you. I'm Y/N.

Zestial: Ah, your the famous Y/N. Carmilla has told me about you.

He shook Y/N's hand, and Y/N immediately began feeling uncomfortable.

Zestial: Ah, the weather, doth become this fine day.

A coyboy demon comes out of the backdoor after a fight, and was about to go back in when he notices Zestial and panics before fleeing.

Alastor: Indeed, looks like we might have some acid rain this afternoon!

A demon, seeing Zestial, pours gasoline over himself and sets himself on fire.

Zestial: If our luck doth hold! I do revel in the screams. How art thou?

Zesital begins walking down the street with Alastor as tons of demons spotted them and hide, run, or avoid them from getting in their way.

Y/N: Should I go?

Zestial: Nah. A friend of Carmilla is a friend of mine. Plus, I'm sure she'll be happy to see you again.

He said pushing Y/N along. Zestial looked at Alastor.

Zestial: It has been an age since thou hath graced us thy presence. Some hath spun wild tales of you falling to, holy arms.

Alastor: Oh, I just took a well-earned sabbatical, nothing serious. Though it's fun to keep everyone on their toes!

He laughs as a laughing sound effect plays from his microphone.

Y/N: I like your radio voice. My grandma used to have a radio. I enjoyed listening to it.

Alastor: Finally! A gentleman of culture. I see why Rosie said so many good things about you!

Zestial: Indeed. So Alastor, there too hath been rumour of thy involvement with the princess and her recent flight of fancy. TELL ME, how does thou fall in such folly?

Alastor: That is for me to know. But please, do guess, I'd love to know the theories!

Zestial: T'would be grander folly by far to assume the workings of your mind, Alastor. Thou hath been naught but an enigma since thy manifested in this realm.

Alastor: Coming from someone as ancient as you, I take that as quite the compliment!

Alastor, Zestial, Y/N, and the Egg Boiz walk into an alleyway with a row of lifts. The security camera spots Zestial walking in view, Y/N waved at the camera, but Alastor's image glitches when the camera was on him. Zesital and Alastor gets into one elevator. The Egg Boiz attempt to follow, but Alastor blocks them with his cane.

Alastor: No, no. I have a very important task for you. Stay here and guard the front until I return.

The Egg Boiz salute and the lift begins its ascent.]

Egg Boi: Oh, look. Frank is up there.

He points to the lift, where one Egg Boi is inside, pounding on the glass.

Another Egg Boi: We have names?

The lift reaches the top of the building and opens, where Alastor, Zestial, Y/N, and Frank walk out. Y/N and Frank watches as other Overlords come out of other lifts and go into another room. Frank and Y/N follows them in and stands near Alastor's seat.

The overlord sitting next to Alastor turns to look at Y/N and he waves. The overlord smiles widely at him, showing her pointed, knife-like teeth. She blew him a kiss. Y/N hides behind Alastor's chair as another overlord walks to the head of the table.

Rosie: Oh Y/N! Darling it's so good to see you! Cannibal town hasn't been the same since you left! The ladies have been asking about you~! Your apartment is still as your left it! Also, I got this for you.

Rosie: I saw this in one if the dressers in your room. Since nobody else reads Superman, I figured it was yours.

Y/N: Thank you! I wondered where that went.

He got the comic, and hugged Rosie.

Carmilla Carmine: Welcome, Hell sovereign overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of our city. Together, you own millions of souls. Souls at risk with the new Extermination schedule.  We need to discuss what can be done to minimize the impact to our interest.

Y/N looked around nervously.

Carmilla Carmine: Y/N, so good to see you, my friend. You can sit down. Nobody's asking you to keep standing.

Clara pulled out a chair for him to sit in. Y/N sat down.

Y/N: Hello everyone...I'm here for friends...and because Charlie said she'd pick me up later.

Carmilla Carmine notices Alastor.

Carmilla Carmine: Alastor?

Alastor: Yes, I know I've been absent some time. I'm sure you've all been wondering!

Carmilla Carmine: Not really. But welcome back in any case.

Alastor narrows his eyes and looks offended in Carmilla's general direction.

Carmilla Carmine: This year's Extermination was brutal, far more even than years past. We have assessed that about 16% of the population was lost *slide is projected onto the wall behind her* With the angelic legions now returning twice as quickly, I think it prudent we-

Carmilla is interrupted as Velvette opens the door and walks in, on the phone. Y/N's eyes widened and he immediately hid behind Carmilla. She petted his head.

Carmilla Carmine: If you wish to leave, I understand.

Velvette: Yes, I've got it handled, Vox. Are you doubting me? Really? Me? That's what I thought. Yes, I know. They're all a joke.Thank you, V. See you soon. Kisses, darling.

She hangs up and sits down at the opposite end to Carmilla.

Carmilla Carmine: Nice of you to join us, Velvette. Will your, colleagues be joining?

Velvette: No, they have better shit to do than to listen to an old windbag who thinks she's tough shit. I'm here to represent.

Carmilla Carmine: Charming. So, as I was saying, we need to discuss-

Carmilla stops talking as Velvette waves her hand in the air.

Carmilla Carmine: Yes?

Velvette: On the subject of discussion,

Velvette takes out the head of an Exorcist and throws it onto the table. The other overlords look at it and mutter to each other.

Zeezi: Holy shit!

Y/N: 😨

Alastor: Oh! Tasty,

Carmilla Carmine: Where did you get this?

Velvette: We found it during Extermination day. If these Holy Rollers can be killed, the game has changed. We can take the fight to them. The boys and I have come up with a full assault plan.

Velvette stops talking and she and the other overlords look at Zestial, who is sipping his tea loudly and aggressively to drown out Velvette.

Zestial: If it be true thee and thy colleagues desire to war with such meagre proof, thou art far more, foolish than I be thought.

Velvette: Meagre proof? It's a dead fucking Exorcist. I'd say that's pretty fucking definitive. You going blind, old man?

Zestial: We know not how this perished. Mayhaps t'was not by a demon's hand at all. If we rush to war without knowing mightn't, they purge all of Hell for daring an uprising?

The other overlords mutter in agreement. Velvette notices Carmilla's expression and smiles.

Velvette: Oh, I get it. So Grandpa is too pussy to fight, so I guess there's no point, right? Oh, what's the matter, Fossil? Too senile to make a real power grab for-

Y/N: He's not wrong this could anger the angels and there are many other possible explanations for what possibly happened like maybe when the Angels just had poor aim. Oh, that felt good to get off my chest. Zestial is right abd majes good points.

That's when Velvette saw him.

Y/N:...Should not have said that...

Velvette: Y/N! It's so good to see you again darling.

She made her way to Y/N and caressed his cheek. He immediately got uncomfortable. Y/N stepped back.

Y/N: No thank you...

Velvette: Come on Y/N, you know you enjoy railing this body~.

Y/N: You...dumped me. I'm dating again now.

Velvette: Aww~. Your afraid your girlfriend is gonna find out~?

Right before she could continue, Carmilla starts to get into her face, expressing outrage while singing, Respectless.

Carmilla: Nobody disrespects The Shy Reaper!

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Both Carmine and Velvette glare at each other. The other overlords are all staring at Carmilla Carmine and Velvette. Alastor finally decides to break the silence.

Y/N: I should...I should go. Goodbye everyone. See you at the hotel Alastor.

Alastor: That was a productive meeting! Oh! Y/N!

Y/N looked at him.

Alastor: Let's keep this Angel secret? Shall we?

Y/N: Yes sir.

Y/N left the room.

Velvette: Hm. Fine. Safe travels back to the nursing home, fuckers! Kiss my arse!

Velvette was about to leave, but Rosie grabbed her arm, but it didn't stop her from leaving.

Zeezi: What the hell? We literally just got here!

- - - - -
Y/N was desperately tapping the elevator down button. He heard the door open and he saw Velvette.

Velvette: Well, well, well... Look who it is. You must have missed me, darling. Admit it.

Y/N shifts uncomfortably, his gaze avoiding direct eye contact as he tries to maintain his composure amidst Velvette's flirtatious teasing.

She walked to him and began tickling his chin.

Velvette: So tell me darling. How's my man?

He instinctively takes a step back, his body tensing at the unwanted contact.

Y/N: Um... I'm... I'm doing okay, Velvette. And, uh, I'm not... I'm not single anymore.

Velvette: Ya. So I've heard your dating the princess now. Think they names you a big shot again?

Y/N:...No?

Velvette: Come on, sweetheart, don't be so shy. You used to love it when I teased you like this. Remember all the fun we had together? I bet you've been thinking about me, haven't you?

Her words are accompanied by a flirtatious smirk, as she leans in closer, her proximity adding to Y/N's discomfort.

Velvette: You can't deny there's still something between us, darling. Admit it, you miss the thrill of our time together. Why don't we pick up where we left off? I promise it'll be just like old times...

Feeling increasingly anxious and cornered, Y/N attempts to brush off Velvette's advances, his voice trembling slightly as he responds.

Y/N: Velvette, please... I... I'm not interested. Can we just... leave it at that? Plus, your the one who cut it off.

Velvette: Come on, admit it. You've been thinking about me~.

Y/N: N-no thank you.

Velvette: Aww~. Come on. I know you, you big, sweet-

Y/N: No! Velvette, I... I really don't...just...you called me. I... I need to go!

Y/N said uncomfortable and stormed into the elevator and went down. Velvette's face fell as she saw how uncomfortable she made him. She hadn't meant to get him this uncomfortable.

Velvette: I love you...

Damn Valentino and his advice.

Y/N got down and saw Charlie and Vaggie waiting for him. Seeing how upset he looked, both of them hugged him.
- - - - -

Charlie, Vaggie, Y/N and Angel were standing in a BDSM sex dungeon. Slapping noises comes in the background. Angel is looking satisfied with himself, Charlie is looking incredibly shocked, and Vaggie looks angry.

Vaggie: Angel! What the actual fuck?!

Angel Dust: No activity requires more trust than BDSM, baby. No bond stronger than those formed through bondage! That's their motto!

Angel points to a poster on the wall, which does indeed read "No bond stronger than those formed through bondage".

Charlie: Angel, love the enthusiasm. But, umm, uh, hmmm,

Vaggie: What makes you think anyone would be into this?

They look to Husk, who is purring as he gets massaged.

Husk: You know, I, I don't hate this.

Y/N was clinging onto Vaggie, and hid his face in her neck. She rubbed his face.

Niffty, near Husk, is wearing a dominance outfit.

Niffty: I'm ready to punish some bad boys!

She looked at Y/N

Seeing Niffty and her outfit makes Husk give up.

Husk: Never mind, I-I'm out! Y/N, you should probably run.

A demon with snake hair comes up behind Charlie and starts giving her a massage. Other demons begin coming towards Charlie and rubbing themselves against her

Charlie: Okay, hello there. Hi. Um. Hm. Hm,

Vaggie pulls Charlie and Y/N away from the other demons

Vaggie: Ugh! I can't fucking believe I let you drag us here, Angel. This is disgusting.

Charlie: It's no big deal, Vaggie. You know, maybe I can just help, uh-

Vaggie: No. I told you you could trust me, and I'm not going to let you down. I just need to teach them, the way I was taught,

As she said this, Vaggie smiles with excitement when she has the perfect trust exercise for all of them.

Y/N: I don't like where this is going.

- - - -

The group was standing on a rooftop with half-destroyed buildings all around them. Everyone was shocked that the exercise has taken them to a live turf war battlefield with guns blazing in the background, demons screaming, and explosions booming.

Charlie: THIS IS HOW YOU LEARNED TO TRUST PEOPLE?!

Y/N: I knew I didn't like this...

On the ground, demons are shooting each other, brawling with weapons, and one demon was on fire, screaming and running around while others are still enjoying the carnage.

Cactus Cowboy Demon: Yee-haw!

Punk Demon: Let's go, Baby!

Cactus Cowboy Demon: Bring it on, Bitch!

Back at the rooftop, Vaggie makes a drill sergeant march.

Vaggie: There is nothing stronger than the trust between comrades in arms. Buckle up, buttercups, because today you boys become men!

There is a loud explosion in the background, sending shockwaves that sways Vaggie's hair with a satisfying smile. Vaggie advances on Pentious

Vaggie: You,

She picks up Pentious.

Sir Pentious: Wait, wait! I can't fight without my minions-

Vaggie: Are gonna survive together!

Vaggie throws Sir Pentious off the building before turning to Angel Dust

Vaggie: And you,

Angel Dust: D-don't you even think about it-

As part of their trust exercise and Angel's punishment for the BDSM sex dungeon suggestion, Vaggie takes Angel up and throws him off of the roof.

Vaggie: Are gonna make this hotel work!

She then advanced to Y/N.

Y/N: Vaggie. Wait. I'm not comfortable with this.

Vaggie: I'll make it up to you!

She flung Y/N off the building.

Niffty bounces next to Vaggie, her arms raised with excitement., and psychotically smiling with anticipation.

Niffty: My turn, my turn!

Vaggie picks up Niffty as Husk goes back into the inside of the building, not wanting to get involved and realizing how far this exercise has gone. Vaggie makes to throw Niffty, but Charlie snatches her up before she can.

Charlie: Vaggie! No!

Vaggie: This is the only way they'll learn, Charlie.

Charlie: No, it's not. There are other ways. It just takes time!

As Charlie talks to Vaggie, Niffty looks back at Charlie, asking to be lifted. When Charlie ignores her, Niffty jumps off of the building herself. In the off-screen background, Pentious, Angel, Y/N, and Niffty are being heard fighting against hordes of demons.

Vaggie: Time we don't have! How many Exterminations will have gone by before these idiots get their shit together? How many times will we have to watch your people be killed before we make headway?

Charlie: Vaggie,

Vaggie: I took charge today and it all went sideways. I'm supposed to make your dreams a reality. I'm supposed to protect you. I'm supposed to never fail you.

Angel Dust: I blame you for this, you crazy bitch!

Charlie: You didn't fail me. Vaggie, you're not-you're not-

Vaggie: If I can't help you, what's the point of me?

Charlie: Vaggie, don't say that! You do so much! It's-

Vaggie: I'm sorry. I'd, I'd like to be alone for a minute.

As Charlie walks to the other side of the rooftop, an exhausted Angel comes out of the door, carrying a battered, but in tact Sir Pentious, and Y/N, before he throws them onto the roof.

Angel Dust: Made it!

Charlie: Let's go home, guys.

Angel Dust: Ugh! I just walked up all those stairs!

As Angel pulls Sir Pentious back down the stairs, and carry's Y/N, Vaggie stays on the rooftop by herself.

- - - - -

Back with Carmilla Carmine, Odette, Clara and Zestial all in a room together, with Frank spying on them from behind a pot plant. Carmilla mutters in Spanish as she pours herself a drink, before beginning to down the bottle instead of the glass she poured for herself.

Zestial: Carmilla, what troubles thou? Losing thy composure is unlike thee.

Carmilla Carmine: It's nothing, Zestial, really.

Zestial: The felled angel, t'was by thy hand, was it not?

Carmilla Carmine: Let's not talk about it.

Clara: Mom, maybe he should know.

Carmilla Carmine: Nobody should know. I did what I had to do. I am not discussing this.

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Alastor: And then what was the last thing?"

Egg Boiz: She killed the angel?

Alastor: Interesting. Lets keep this between us

He makes a evil grin that statics the whole screen for a brief moment

Alastor: Shall we?

Egg Boiz: You got it, boss!

Frank salutes to Alastor.

- - - - -

Back at the inside of the hotel, Charlie looks down after a disastrous trust exercise. Vaggie came on the balcony to see her.

Vaggie: Hey.

Charlie: Hey.

Vaggie: I'm sorry I got so crazy today.

Charlie: No, no, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I put pressure on you. We work as a team. I guess I just thought all this would be easier, but, we'll figure it out, together. I mean, look what your exercise did for them.

Vaggie looks over to Angel, Pentious, Y/N, and Niffty laughing amongst themselves after one crazy battle against the demons in a turf war.

Angel Dust: And then, when that buff guy started beating the shitoutta you!

Sir Pentious: Yes, and with the dismembered arm, Yes, that was particularly unpleasant.

Y/N: I-I thought we handled ourselves pretty well. Especially when those hellhounds attacked us. Then those savage succubus.

Niffty: I liked that part.

Husk: Well, hey, at least you can take a beating like a champ.

Husk comes over and pats Sir Pentious, then Y/N.

Husk: You did okay, new kid.

Sir Pentious: Really? Oh well, I suppose I did get into a little of the old rough and tumble today. And uh, thank you for pulling me out of there.

Everyone laughs with enjoyment, but Niffty had to ruin the moment when she started to manically laugh evilly in front of her peers, and the guys stopped after hearing her laughter turning sadistic.

Vaggie: Well, how about that?

The front door opens, and Alastor enters the hotel with the Egg Boiz minions tailing behind him. Vaggie notices them and calls out to Alastor.

Vaggie: Alastor, Failed to get rid of the eggs, I see.

Alastor: Yes, well, the little monsters prove to be rather useful.

At the end of the sentence, Alastor glows with excitement over the new information he received about the overlords.

Vaggie: Why don't you give them back to Pentious.

Upon hearing this, Pentious gets teary when Vaggie is allowing him to keep his minions.

Sir Pentious: Really?

Vaggie: Yeah. After today, I guess I can trust you with them. But seriously, no more weapons.

At the last part, with every word, the camera zooms with every sword sound at her narrowing eyes, showing how serious Vaggie is about no more building weapons.

Pentious gets emotionally and slithers down to hug his Egg Boiz as Alastor walks away.

Sir Pentious: Ahhh! My eggs! Yay. Ah, it's so good to have you back. Now, go clean my quarters this instant!

At his command, the Egg Boiz immediately scatters away as Charlie and Vaggie watched them leave.

Charlie: Maybe, things'll move fast than you think.

Y/N: Charlie? Vaggie? May we cuddle and watch Power Rangers Samurai? Please.

Vaggie and Charlie smiled.

Vaggie: Whatever you want, Y/N.

- - - - -

At the end of the day, Pentious was getting ready for bed with his Egg Boiz in tow.

Sir Pentious: Ah! How was your day with Alastor, my minions?

Egg Boiz: It was awesome boss, I went to this meeting and there was a knife lady, an old guy, and a dinosaur.

Sir Pentious: Mmm, that's nice.

Egg Boiz: And the knife lady killed an angel, and I was not supposed to talk about it.

Sir Pentious: Oh, I'm so sure and maybe you'll meet Martians tomorrow, but now is time for sleep. Good Night Eggies.

The Egg Boiz roll over to Sir Pentious and cuddle together as Frank yawns to sleep, while everyone was completely oblivious to the whole thing.

- - - - -

Alastor was in his room holding the red box Y/N got for him. He opened it to reveal a handcrafted radio. It was a gift from when he was alive.

Alastor: Thank you. Mom.

- - - -

Velvette walked into her room. She slumped on the bed. She pulls out her phone and looks at various photos of her and the Vee's.

Then she came across a picture Y/N drew.

She looked over the others. One of her and Y/N cuddling.

One of her and Y/N trying and failing to make pizza.

One of her and Y/N at "Hellsney" (a parody of Disney World).

One of Y/N asleep as he was building a model Island of Sodor.

A selfie of her and Y/N watching X-Men 2.

A selfie of them at the Pride Ring Film Festival. She was hugging Y/N and kissing his cheek as he won 2nd place

All this caused her to curl up and cry into a pillow.