Vaggie tightly gripped a brown paper bag in her hand, she held it up to her mouth as she dry heaved in and out of it. She was about to puke, she just knew it. Coming back to heaven, er, up to heaven for the first time, was just about the most stressful thing she could imagine. The experience rattled her with every step they took. Charlie held her hand in hers, trying to calm her down. It worked a little bit, but Vaggie was still beyond anxious about the whole thing. If it weren't for Charlie she'd never step foot here for the rest of her life, but if it weren't for Charlie she wouldn't even have a life in the first place.

"Mantenga la calma.." Vaggie repeated to herself. She nuzzled her head onto Charlie's shoulder. Charlie held her close to her. "It'll be fine! We have a treaty for a reason." She smiled. The feeling of Charlie's hair on Vaggie's neck was the only thing keeping her sane right now. Her eyes were bloodshot from a lack of sleep, which was common. She feared the concept of entering heaven more than almost anything. The one thing she did fear more was losing Charlie, which is exactly why needed to to buckle up and swallow her fears. Though she still trembled with each and every step she took onto the clouds beneath her feet. Their soft, fluffy texture was anathema to her, like walking into the mouth of a hungry whale that was just ready to swallow you at any moment. Her foot steps were crooked and followed by her shaking legs. She leaned onto Charlie for support. This was going to be a long, long day.

"It'll be fine, Vaggie. We know exactly what we're dealing with here. Angels aren't really known for their intense element of surprise in luring their prey with promises of negotiation." Charlie helped her up the steps to the pearly gates.

"Maybe that's all just part of the ruse? Playing the long game, lowering your guard, and waiting for the optimal moment to strike. That'd be a great way to fully take us out." Vaggie could keep herself calm enough to briefly retort. "You don't know angels like I know angels, Char. These fuckers are dangerous." She snarled at the mere thought of them. It was inconceivable that she was going to stare one down in the face in just moments. Perhaps it would be a nice one like Emily, and she wouldn't have to get herself thrown out of here by calling them a cocksucking whore. If she had to stare Lute down for 2 hours and resist the urge to punch her, than her willpower would truly be tested. She found herself mentally repeating the phrase "Do this for Charlie!" over and over. The opposite end of her cranium rattled with the numerous threats she wanted to deliver to the next angel she saw.

"Why exactly do you hate heaven so much?" Charlie questioned, realizing she knows a little bit less about her girlfriend than she would like to.

"I, Just." Vaggie paused. "I just don't like the idea of anything moving in secrecy, okay. I like to know what i'm dealing with." Vaggie pulled away from Charlie. "There's only one person in the world I trust, and it's not an angel."

Charlie looked like she was hurt by Vaggie's words. "You don't trust me?"

Vaggie quickly replied. "What? No, you're that one person." Vaggie realized how she came off. "I wouldn't say I trust myself. I just try and do what I think is right in any given moment." Vaggie Tightened her grip on Charlie's hand

"That's all any of us do, and it's all we can do, including angels. I'm sure that if we can talk with them about all this then we can come to some kind of agreement." Charlie looked into Vaggie's eye. "We're gonna do great! I know we will."

Vaggie was drawn to Charlie's warm glow like a moth to a flame. She couldn't say no to a face like that. Vaggie mobilized with Charlie. The two of them walking up the golden steps into heaven. Their love was the only thing keeping her sane. She watched her back with every step she took.

The pair walked through the clouded streets of heaven, sticking out like angels in hell. The locals wondered if they were lost in mind, lost in spirit, or simply new souls from some part of the world they weren't familiar with. These were old souls, and the world can change a lot in the time they've been gone. They arrived, hand in hand, together at the headquarters of the exorcists. Charlie was the one to calm Vaggie down, and yet here she was breathing heavily and shivering like a wet cat. "Let's do this." She said as she forced open the door and greeted the dwellers within. She saw Adam, the one she had met before, sitting next to a white-haired stranger. Adam was cackling over what was certainly an unfunny joke while Lute stood at attention and stared into space. Her head turned and looked Charlie in the face as she stepped into the room. She noticed Vaggie, she was not happy, neither was Vaggie. The two scowled at each other from across the room.

"Hi there!" Charlie greeted Adam, unaware of the animosity between Vaggie and the others. "I'm Charlie, this is Vaggie, we're representatives from hell." Sweat drops trickled down her face as she spoke. She maintained her trademark wide smile.

"They're here." Lute told to Adam, pointing at the vistors with her sword. "Want me to speak to the pale one in private?"

"Sure. Do whatever the fuck you wantwant." Adam dismissed the two of them with a shooing of his hand. He wanted nothing more than to get himself alone in a room with just Vaggie. Lute extended her hand out to Charlie. "Shall we walk and talk?"

Charlie blushed at the sight of the platinum blonde "Uh, yeah, just let me bring my girlf-"

"I'm okay." Vaggie butted in. "I'll be okay by myself for just a few minutes, Char. You can go by yourself if you want."

"Uh, alright." Charlie was lead off by Lute, distracted by her radiant glow. Adam and Vaggie were left alone with the shut of a door. T tension was palpable between them. Vaggie closed her fist so firmly it sounded like tightening leather. "Adam." She spoke through grit teeth.

"Bitch!" Adam sneeringly spoke a word that embodied his reputation. "I was wondering when you were going to come crawling back to me. You missed the taste of my dick, huh?" Adam gave Vaggie an occular patdown. Her appearace was so unfamiliar to him, yet it was so, Vaggie. "Love the new look! I see it's true what they say abou hell being full of whores!" He licked the lips of his mask.

"No, I think it's mostly just full of people like you." Vaggie sighed as she rubbed the bridge of her nose. "It's not a fun time."

Adam retorted. "Well, You're down there for a reason, baby! If it were up to me I would've never let you leave. Lute isn't a replacement for your sweet ass. There's nothing fun about messing with a babe if she doesn't ever give you anything in return, she just sits there and takes it when I smack her face with my dick." Adam sounded genuinely excited to have Vaggie back. The tone of his voice was rare for him.

"She's probably taking her time to actually locate it."

"You never had a problem with that, yourself! You always got right to sucking when I asked you to. I guess you were just hungry for that cock, huh? Adam pushed the table away from him as he rose upwards, hovering above the ground and looking Vaggie over. His hands hovered above her. She growled as he got close to touching her. "Easy, girl." He laughed maniacally, quieting himself only to give his mouth more room for insults. "You always were a tight snatch."

"And you always were a pendejo." Vaggie turned her head at the bastard before her. Her rage would never die, no matter how long it burned.

"Let's try not to chit chat too much, babe. I don't want you to tire your mouth out, I want it nice and fresh for my schlong." Adam's hand slowly drifted under Vaggie's skirt, he reached, ever so gently, to grab onto it and pull it upwards.

Vaggie smacked his hand out of the way as soon as she felt him touch his skirt. "No! That's not what we're here for!" Her voice boomed across the room as she quickly pulled away from him.

Adam was irritated, but he wasn't going to argue when he could simply punish instead. "Oh yeah?" What do you think we're here for."

Vaggie sighed. "I... I'm prepared to keep our secrets if you are." Her voice dropped.

"Oh yeah?" Adam smiled through his mask. "You don't want me to tell your little dyke about all the times I made you suck the taste of your own ass off of my dick? You want to keep every gallon of semen I've deposited in you a secret?" He towered over her, looking into her eye. His presence took up her entire view.

"Si. Si." Vaggie tried not to let him get to her.

"That can be arranged as easily as you on your knees." Adam snapped his fingers as a vicious cackle escaped his lips. He ordered Vaggie to kneel with a downward point of his index finger, directing her toward the pristine floors of heaven that perfectly reflected the view of the scene. Adam attempted to view things just right that he could look up her skirt, to no avail. She was clearly trying to hide it from him. The very idea of her trying to hide from him, her very creator, was ludicrous but right now his main priority was getting his dick sucked. Vaggie was on her knees, looking up at her maker. She forgot how tall he was when he wasn't levitating. Adam disrobed, letting his cloak disappear in a flash of white light. Vaggie could have been blinded if she dIdn't instinctively look away. Adam's body had remained unchanged. Angels didn't seem to alter their appearance once they were firmly locked into the arms of heaven. This meant that Adam's dick never lost it's effectiveness with age. This was once the biggest dick in the world. Vaggie wouldn't say that it had Sir Pentious beat but it did come pretty fucking close.

She quickly realized that he was already erect, meaning that he genuinely had a thing for her. She felt kind of flattered by it, despite her disgust. Any positive emotion that Vaggie carried for this beast was only contrasted with her intense, burning hatred for it. Yet still she feared the sneaking suspicion to herself that if she were not a lesbian, and he was not the worst man to ever live or die, she might have a bit of a thing for him. This made it all the more important that he kept Charlie away from him. She didn't fear the idea of her cheating, but that girl was naive enough to do whatever he said if it meant getting him on her side. Vaggie was more worldly, she'd give a blowjob and nothing more. Her skills were more developed than Charlie as well, despite how much she hated the idea of having to touch a man.

"What are ya waitin' for!? It ain't gonna suck itself!" Adam yelled as he turned his hand and raised it above his head, gesturing an oncoming slap onto Vaggie. She merely raised an eyebrow at it. "Really? You think that's still gonna work? I've been through worse since you dropped me in hell." Vaggie smirked. Adam's hand came down on her pretty hard. The impact of his knuckle upon her cheek leaving a lump and a mark to remind her what happens to naughty bitches.

Vaggie recoiled, spit onto the floor, and laughed. "Ah, man. That was a girly slap. Charlie hits me harder than that every night." Vaggie's teasing did little to distract her from the fact that Adam was continuing to grow, His cock still had more inches to deploy as it started to total 10 in length. If Vaggie's memory served her well (it rarely did) he had about 12 to work with. Could be more, could be less. She *really* hoped it was less.

"I could beat your ass until the rapture, but I want my dick sucked *now*, so you either get to slurping or your little girlfriend can be the one to do it."

"Puto." Vaggie whispered. If Adam could understand what she was saying it would've earned her another slap. She took Adam's cock into her hands with a death grip. The thing was so big it probably felt good for him to have it squeezed like this. The reflection of Adam's face that she saw through the floor certainly looked satisfied. Maybe if she was in luck he would just cum in the next 5 seconds and she could just go home. She knew, though, that Adam was anything but a quick shot. When he came, it was like a flood washing away the earth. She stroked his length back and forth like she was using a mortar and pestle. Every touch carried a great deal of strength behind it. Her technique was especially pleasurable partially because she was just trying to strangle Adam's dick the whole time.

"Ah yeah, baby! Beat my dick like it owes you money!" Adam yelled with a thrust of his hips. His cock came inches from poking out Vaggie's good eye. She hoped that her reflexes would've caught him before he was fully able to destroy it with his junk lance. The last thing she needed was to go blind and have to explain that to Charlie. "Watch it! You hit me with this thing and it's getting ripped off." Vaggie growled. She stroked him at a faster pace then before. She wanted this to be over quickly, but even if Adam was ready to cum it'd still take full minutes for his load to move through his foot long cock. Vaggie hoped to loosen him up a little bit by going downward and targeting his scrotum. She wasn't going to get rough with it but she knew that men were programmed to like having their sack played with. All those wrinkles have to be sensitive to something. That's what she thought as she traced them with her nails. She could never forget it, but it really did bare repeating that Adam had a big fucking dick. His balls were practically the size of peaches. The length of testicle dwelling within that sack was likely miles long. The form of an angel also managed to carry musk with them into heaven. She found herself lightly sniffing them without even thinking about it, she just wanted to enjoy them a bit more. Her body wanted to enjoy them more. That potent musk could drive any woman insane, and it genuinely made her happier to know that she was getting it instead of Lute. It was a sickening sort of sweet, something foul and fantastic in equal parts.

His jagged pubes poked against her hands as she kneeded him back properly. What a fuzzy man. There was no way this creature had ever been introduced to the concept of shaving. His fuzz continued all up and down his body, a happy trail with a very tragic ending. Vaggie's nostalgic thoughts contrasted against her hatred for dick, men, angels, and most of all, Adam. This fucker shouldn't have been the one to possess the world's greatest wankable device. She could tell that Adam was growing impatient with her lack of oral action. He grumbled. She stuck her tongue out and once again repeated her mantra to herself internally.

"Do It For Charlie."

Her tongue pressed against the tip of Adam's junk. She took a single lick like that of a lollipop. She was like a fresh virgin all over again. If he didn't find her despair delicious, he would find her pacing to be prodding. Adam delighted in the fact that Vaggie knew that the longer it took for her to do this, the longer she was going to be here, and he wasn't going to stop just because Charlie came back. She continued lapping at it. She wasn't succeeding in much outside of lubrication. The moisture of her spit would definitely make for better jerking of his cock. She lifted up his shaft as she went down low to lick him directly on the scrotum. Adam audibly moaned as Vaggie gave his balls special attention. It was as if she understood his superiority, in a sense. He possessed something that she didn't.

"Suck It." He whispered, holding her head close, keeping a tight grip on her. She was a little more obedient after getting to taste his package. Vaggie opened her mouth wide to let him inside. As soon as Adam noticed the gape he immediately jerked his hips forward to send his cock flying into Vaggie's mouth. She tilted her head to the side with razor-sharp reflexes, dodging out of the way like his cock was an incoming bullet. Adam thrusted once more to the side, targeting Vaggie's new positioning and aiming for her mouth. Again she dodged it. Once more, he tried to fuck her mouth, and once more he was denied. He was gritting his teeth in frustration, knowing that she kept her reflexes impeccable.

Vaggie finally felt like she had the upper hand. "Sit still, cabron. I'll suck it on my own time." She smirked. Just that little bit of defiance was certainly enough to set Adam off. He would be strangling her right now if he didn't want her to choke by another method. Vaggie knewthis. She quickly placed her mouth upon his cock and took it inside of her. Her throat accomodated his length with both warmth and wetness. Adam was briefly calmed down upon feeling it, no longer wanting to batter Vaggie. Vaggie started to suck him back and forth, struggling to get more than 8 inches inside. This was one of the things that working with Charlie didn't allow for. She didn't want Adam to know that he had a big dick but it seemed pretty fucking obvious at this point. Vaggie distracted him from her lack of depth-allowance with her impressive slurping ability on the first half that she could swallow. The room was filled with wet sounds. Vaggie's head bobbing back and forth as it took Adam's cock in and out of her mouth. She slurped down as much of his penis as her tiny body would allow.

She briefly took her mouth off of the cock to give Adam but one simple command. "Make sure you tell me when you're about to cum." He did not respond with anything but excessive moaning. Vaggie wasn't about to drink his cock syrup. "I'll even let you cum on my tits as long as you keep it out of my mouth, and hair, and eye." Vaggie bargained with the angel. She went back to sucking as soon as she was done talking. Her specialty was to overwhelm her partner with immense force and suction to Vaggie wring every drop of semen out of them. For a lesbian, one with a cis girlfriend, Vaggie was pretty fucking good at sucking a man's dick. She had managed to give such a good BJ that Adam wasn't even running his mouth as he was getting sucked. Vaggei knew exactly what was coming next. The money shot.

She quickly removed his cock from her mouth and angled it down straight onto her tits. "Ha! I knew you weren't going to tell me when you came, but I can tell! That dumbass look on your face is a dead giveawa-"

Vaggie was interrupted by a torrent of piss splashing against her chest.

Trickling down inbetween her breasts and soaking her bra. The wet spot on her top formed before she could even react. All that bravado and pride in her combat ability couldn't prepare her for the sight and sensation of Adam simply taking a leak upon her while she was blowing him. "Fuck~" I've been holding that in for a while." He giggled like a little schoolgirl. He was still flowing onto Vaggie's toilet tits. The event had left her shocked and stunned like she had just been punched in the face, probably preferable to this.

"Where's all that sass you were just giving me before!?" Adam squealed as he had finally managed to catch Vaggie off guard. She tried to pull back, He grabbed her by the back of her hair. Adam dragged his balls on top of her face as he stretched his scrotum to full cover her. She choked and sputtered underneath his sack as he rubbed it in her face. His sweat smudged her makeup. Her hair was completely ruined. She begged for a way out as she tapped repeatedly. Adam didn't let her go. Adam wouldn't let her go until she stopped kicking or until he had came, whichever happened first. "What's the matter? You seemed to enjoy sniffing them before!"

It was good to have Vaggie back, the real Vaggie. Not the prideful and overzealous demon that had taken her name, but the angel that knew her place and worked accordingly to maintain it. Vaggie was Adam's creation, and she would never forget that. If this demon wanted her identity, than she would have to inherit her position as well. Vaggie was a whore.

Adam stroked himself whilst choking Vaggie with his nutsack. It was difficult to keep her down while trying to get himself off, but the stakes had never been higher. He just tried to focus on the faint, muffled sounds of Vaggie asking to be let go, her thrashing around, and the sight that he was going to be seeing in seconds. That picture perfect mental image of her face, hair ruined, eye wide, and looking like she had just narrowly avoiding drowning. Adam just needed to focus.

Vaggie was suddenly let go as she breathed clear, heavenely air after having to huff his ball musk fot the past few minutes. She panted heavily before she could regain her composure. All she could see after she was let out of this form of toture was the image of Adam jerking his cock off. Vaggie took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, trying to think. She wanted Adam to hear every word that she was about to say to him as she prepared to unleash a level of cursing fitting of a hellborn.

Before she could speak, she was met with a mountain of jizz colliding with her face. Adadm jerked himself to completion and finish upon her face. The unfortunate splatter of milk completely halted Vaggie from being able to speak or react in any way shape or form. As it cascaded down her forhead and covered her entire body in a load of hot goo. His cream dressed her like she were a sundae being topped with whipped cream. Vaggie's worst (present) fear had been realized. Adam moaned his lungs out as he enjoyed the best orgasm of his life. It all came from his hand. The only thing Vaggie even contributed was her spit. Vaggie attempted to block his stream with her palms, but that only led to another part of her being soaked in semen. Once he was done jizzing upon her, she wiped his cum out of her eye and eyepatch with her fingers.

Adam rolled on the floor laughing. "The look on your face!" The real pleasure came not just from his orgasm, but from Vaggie's misery. She was just busy trying to wash off some of the cum that had stained her fucking HAIR like he just told him NOT to do. Vaggie was beyond furious, but anger wasn't going to clean the cum off of her. She removed her top and tossed it to the side. She hoped to find a fountain to wash it in before she went back to hell. She tried to remove her skirt, before she realized why that couldn't happen. Adam noticed this little gesture, watching her skirt hang halfway-off, leaving her ass uncovered and only showing the brief glimpse of her pubes. She noticed Adam was staring, she put her skirt back on.

"Why'd you stop?" Adam asked, smirking as usual, but genuinely intrigued.

"Why do you care? You've seen me naked before."

"And now I want to do it again." Adam snapped his fingers. "Show it to me."

"I'm not showing you anything! I didn't even want you to see my tits, fucker. Sigue hablando y te voy a dar una patada en el culo!" Vaggie snapped back at her predator. She didn't want him to see what she had in between her legs, the humiliation of it all was just too much for her to deal with right now.

"Lose the skirt, or lose the girl. Your call." Adam reminded her of his ultimatum. Vaggie knew she didn't have a choice. Charlie was her world. She let her skirt fall to the floor. She revealed her dick to the Adam. It was limp and completely unshaven. About 4 inches of length on it. Her balls dangled down below it.

Once again, Adam was laughing.while beating his fists against the floor. "Oh god! I can't believe I really did that!" He wiped a single tear from his eye. "That was sooooo fucking funny, whew." He stopped laughing, only to resume as he looked back at it. "Fuck me! I can't believe I gave you a dick after naming you that. That was a bit out of pocket, even for me." Adam's lips formed a soft grin as he tried to keep himself from laughing anymore. "A shame I didn't give you anything bigger than that, you could really use it with your bitch!"

"She likes it small!" Vaggie howled. "She's told me several times that she doesn't want it to get any bigger!" She flared with rage.

"Isn't that just precious." Adam looked down upon Vaggie as his eyes lit up. "You fuck her with that thing every night?"

Vaggie met him eye to eye. "And what if I do?"

"She'd be pretty fucking unsatisfied,"

"If you heard her orgasm, you'd know that's not true."

"Could be faking."

"Charlie couldn't tell a lie to save her life!" She stared him down.

"You got a lot in common with her, then! Now bend over!" Adam commanded, once more pointing to the floor. Vaggie refused to back down. She wanted this to be over soon and she wasn't going to be intimidated, belittled, or mocked for her size. She bent over and touched the floor directly as she placed her hands upon the tiled floor.Her body was folded in a perfectly symmetrical manner. Hands only inches away from her feet. She was flexible enough to suck her own dick here, but chose to let it lie limply in front of her own face.

Adam pressed his cock against her backdoor. It was losing stamina, but he still had one more load in his balls. He slipped his cock into Vaggie's ass. Lube was a foreign concept to him. He started to thrust into her aggressively as he delivered multiple spanks onto her rear. His hand left a sharp red imprint every time it struck Vaggie's rump. She yelped in pain as her ass was hit with a pincer attack. While he humped her from behind he was slapping her cheeks around like it was going out of style. Adam even let his claws dig into her a little bit. Vaggie just wanted him to nut already and get this whole thing over with. That is, until she felt a most horrible sensation creeping down her back. Her eyes went blank as she felt it.

Adam's claw glew so brightly she could see it even through both pairs of legs. It dug into the skin of her ass and gently penetrated it like a needle. It burned like having a bug zapper inside of her. Vaggie was used to pain, but that didn't mean she liked it. She grit her teeth and tried to avoid crying. If she screamed it would be loud enough to have someoine investigate, She had to bear it, She knew that Adam had to die now. He's alive bceause of Charlie's dream, but Vaggie had just been provided a dream of her own. One that ended with her hand around Adam's throat, watching the life drain out of him. Both of these dreams can coexist, she knows it.

"Annnnnnd, done!" Adam cheerfully declared as he had finished marking Vaggie's ass with a magical process similar to both a tattoo and a brand, It even glowed! She could remember who she belonged to even when she was in the dark. She'd never be able to have her girlfriend see her ass again without wondering why it has a man's name on it. Perhaps it's a different Adam than the one they know. All that mattered was that Vaggie was miserable. He enjoyed seeing the trembling of her knees as he poked into her, it was amazing she could still keep herself up in this position! What was even more amazing was how tight she had managed to keep her butthole. I guess being a priss payed off in some categories. He enjoyed stretching her out and really having to put in effort just to reach into the deepest parts of her folds. Vaggie was like a bear trap, but with such sweet candy hidden inside. It was almost enough to make a man want to bust a nut.

He came a lot quicker the second time around. Adam's seed was definitely a way bigger problem when she couldn't see it. she feared how big the load flowing into her was. How long it would take her to clean it out. This could be days and days worth of scrubbing to rid herself of this mess. At times like this Vaggie was very proud of her lack of pussy. If she were created with a womb, she would probably be impregnated with Adam's third kid right about now, and she wasn't ready to be a mother. He pulled out of her and let his now-limp dick flop out. Causing semen to drip onto her own face. Two loads of jizz was enough for the whore.

The pairs eyes mutually widened as they heard a discrete signal from Lute in the distance. "Well that was a GREAT talk with you, Charlie. Let us get back to our partners. ADAM is probably waiting for me with his CLOTHES ON HIS BODY along with your friend, Charles."

'It's just Charlie, but thank you for the talk today. I feel like we've really been making some progress." The two of them neared the doorway as Adam and Vaggie scrambled to find their clothing and try and look presentable. Vaggie's clothes were still cum-soaked, but at least wearable for now. Adam hadn't a shred of lost dignity on him. Charlie and Lute opened the door to se the two of them smiling awkwardly like they were both ready to see the dentist. Charlie wondered what was going on. Adam butted in before she could ask.

"Wassup! I was just kicking it with your little frind, Vaggie over here! She's great company. We had a ton of fun!" He winked at Vaggie.

Charlie replied. "Oh? Awesome! That's great to hear. I'm super glad the two of you hit it off! That just proves exactly what I was talking about with Lute. We can get along after all!"

Vaggie hugged Charlie as she returned. Charlie was wondering where all this attention was coming from, but she liked it. She loved Vaggie. The trip back to hell with Vaggie was surely to be more present than the one coming up here.

Lute levitated next to Charlie. Scowling at her. Having to maintain a pleasant attitude with a demon is about as much fun as a seance. "We will keep in touch, Charles. Though I doubt the logic of your proposal, it will be considered. I'm sure Adam had the same response to your friend." Lute bowed to Charlie.

"That's all I'm asking! Thank you for your time. I'd love to get to know you better, Ms. Lute." Charlie gave an awkward curtsy, her movement restricted by her suit.

Vaggie's arms remained throughly locked around Charlie as she walked down the steps with her. Tears ran down her face. She didn't let Charlie see.

Charlie noted how much Vaggie's mood had changed in the few minutes she'd been gone. "What was that all about? He say something bad to you, or something?"

Vaggie wiped her eye. "No. He's just, he's got a bit of a hard head."

"We can get through to him though." Charlie steeled herself.

"And if we can't?" Vaggie bit her thumb.

"Then we 'll find a way to get past him."

The two walked the path back down to hell, together.