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Angel woke up that morning incredibly happy. Her ears perked and tail wagging as she yawned and stretched. A quick glance around her room made her question most of what she was used to. Her room was much messier than normal, with her favorite toys on the floor and makeup everywhere. She hummed; did she and Al really get that crazy last night? Oh well, it wasn’t anything too worrying. Angel stood up, wondering why her mate wasn’t still in bed. Alastor always loved to sleep in, especially when he knew he had something important to do. Maybe Charlie made him wake up for something extra important? Probably. Angel sighed, picking up the toys and putting them back in their chest - which was, for some strange reason, labeled “work” instead of “fun” like usual.
“What did ya do t’ the place, honey?” Angel asked quietly, walking into the bathroom to freshen up. She walked back out and looked through her closet, confused by the sudden wardrobe change. With a frown, Angel rummaged through the abhorrently messy closet, smiling when she finally found something to her liking. A ruby red dress- though she was more of a cherry red kinda gal, and Al knew this -that fit snugly around her. “Talk ‘bout strange.”
Angel squeaked when she felt a nibble at her ankle. She looked down to see a demon piglet and squealed, picking it up and hugging it close. “You’re so adorable! Did Al get ya fa me?”
The pig snorted, placing a hoof over Angel’s cheek. She giggled, hugging the piglet one more time before setting it down and eagerly scurrying out the door. Angel made sure the door was closed before making her way down the stairs with a smile. Upon seeing her friends and husband gathered at the table for breakfast, Angel made her way up to Alastor, hugging him from behind.
“Oh Al! I can’t believe ya got me a pig! It’s so cute!” Angel cheered, not noticing the looks of horror on her friends’ faces. “Y’know I love it when ya spoil me! But on a serious note, pink? Ya know I hate pink! What was ya thinkin’?”
When she was met with silence, Angel looked up at the group closely. To say that they were less than amused was a dangerous understatement. If anything, they all looked absolutely mortified . Angel tilted her head, looking down at Alastor and backing up, finally noticing how tense and- let’s be honest -pissed off he was.
“Guys? What’s-” Before Angel could finish her sentence, Vaggie was pointing a holy spear at the doe’s throat. “What the- Vaggie! Why’re ya pointin’ that thing at me?!”
“Who are you and how did you get here?!” Vaggie asked intensely. Angel whimpered, laying her ears back and looking at Alastor, hoping that he would just burst into laughter and announce that this was one big joke. When he did no such thing, Angel whimpered, backing up a bit.
“Vaggie… it’s me! Angel!”
“You aren’t Angel! Stop lying!” Vaggie shouted, pointing her spear closer. “What did you do with him?!”
“What?! What are ya talkin’ ‘bout?!” Angel tripped over her own hooves- gosh, it’s been a while since that’s happened -and fell with a soft bleat. “Vaggie, please! You’re scarin’ me!”
“Vaggie! Stop!” Charlie ordered, finally having come to her senses. “Look at her! She’s clearly confused and upset! The last thing she needs is us badgering her!”
Vaggie huffed, dismissing her holy spear with a scowl. Angel slowly backed up, wanting desperately to know why everyone was acting so… different . Charlie gave a reassuring smile, slowly walking up to Angel and extending a hand. Angel grabbed the hand, grunting as she was lifted up. She looked at Charlie intensely, then at Vaggie, then Husk, then Niffty, then… Alastor.
“Al? Did I scare ya? I didn’t mean t’.” Angel whimpered. “I thought ya loved mah surprise hugs…”
“You must have him confused with someone else, kid. Alastor hates bein’ touched.” Husk muttered.
“Oh please, if that was true then he wouldn’ta married me! Al knew what t’ expect when we got married, didn’t ya?” Angel asked with a confident smile, though it shrunk when Alastor’s ever constant smile turned into more of a sneer. “Al?”
Alastor slammed his hands on the table, standing up and facing Angel with a dangerous look in his eyes. “Listen, I have no idea who you think you are , but I am not and will never marry anyone! Let alone some random demon who thinks they can touch me like some sort of shameless slut!”
Angel gasped, feeling her heart break. “Well, if that’s how ya really feel then I guess I shoulda just taken mah chances with Val.” Angel felt tears stain her fur, and she pulled her wedding ring off before chucking it at Alastor and rushing away to keep the group from hearing her sobs of shame and sadness. Everyone looked at Alastor in shock, not having expected him to say something so cruel and… ungentlemanly.
“Holy shit .” Husk whispered, looking down at the beautiful ring. “That thing must cost a fortune!”
Alastor looked at the ring and finally came to his senses, feeling his own sense of shame in response to his words. “What have I done?” He asked himself.
“Potentially ended a beautiful marriage.” Niffty chirped, snatching the ring and racing off, likely to find Angel. Alastor’s smile fell until it was almost nothing but a straight line. Seconds later Niffty returned with a still crying Angel, trying to start a conversation about anything but what had just happened. The little maid managed to get the ring back on Angel’s finger, but there was still doubt in the doe’s mind. “It’s okay Angel. Don’t cry.”
“We need to figure out what’s going on.” Vaggie muttered.
“I think I can help with that!” The resident mad scientist of the hotel- Baxter -chuckled. “Interdimensional travel!”
“Oh boy.” everyone but Angel sighed.