Y/n
Limo, Pentagram City
After the battle, Y/n and Angel were in a limo, heading somewhere. Charlie, the Princess of Hell, and Vaggie were watching Angel play with a window while you had your head looking out the window towards , one hand in your pocket while the other was pressed against the side of his face. Angel noticed the two staring at them and Vaggie glared.
Angel: "What?".
Vaggie: "What? What?! What were you doing?!".
Angel: "Sigh. I owe my girl buddy a solid. Isn't that a redeeming quality? Helping friends with stuff?".
Vaggie: "Not with turf wars ending up on territorial genocide!".
Angel:"Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. It wasn't that bad, anyway." as he chuckled and played with the window again. Vaggie threw a dagger at the window and Angel flinched and startled Y/n. Y/n looked at Vaggie and Angel before looking back out the window as she glared at Angel.
Vaggie: Your credibility? What about the hotel's?! Your little stunt that made us look like a fucking joke!
Angel:*scoffs* No, no, no, babe. Jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad! *pans to Charlie with Y/n seeing her reactions* And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria! *focuses back on him* Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it! *starts looking around the limousine* This thing have any liquor?
Y/n: "*Sigh* I don't know what you guys are talking about but Angel just stop your not helping"
Vaggie: "Also who is this that you brought with us, someone else to help fuck up what were trying to do" Getting a glare from Y/n
Angel: "Him no Y/n wouldn't, well I can't keep promises of what he'll do, but hey he's just someone lost and I just happen to find him, he's pretty chill and needed a place to crash"
Y/n gives Angel some kind of stare before looking over at Charlie worried as Vaggie tries to talk some sense into Angel
Vaggie: Can you please just try to take this seriously?
Angel Dust: *flicks off a dust bunny* Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby! *snaps finger at her while smiling*
Vaggie: (Getting up from her seat) Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?!
As Angel and Vaggie keep talking Y/n begins to talk to Charlie
Y/n: "Hey Charlie was it, you gonna be alright?"
Charlie looks over at Y/n and trying to fake a smile
Charlie: "Yeah I'll be fine, Thanks for asking"
Y/n: Look I'm not sure what the whole issue is but I'm sure you'll be fine
Hearing this Charlie smiles at Y/n just hearing his words cheered her up a bit.
Vaggie: *returns to sit next to Charlie as she crosses her arms* I'm gonna kill 'em.
Angel Dust: Too late, toots. Wait! Would that make me double dead? Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell? Hahahahahahahaha! Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch. Get used to it *folds arms confidently*.
Vaggie: *angrily, as she grits her teeth* ¡Come mierda malparido!
Angel Dust: Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around! *looks out the limousine window, smirking* You got a bunch a fuckin' harlequin-looking babies down here! *laughing*
Vaggie: You're one to talk. *smiles smugly*
Also getting Y/n trying not to laugh but they heard
Angel Dust: Y/n I thought you were my buddy!
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