After a very intense night, Angel refused to leave my side as I made cookies for the Eggs boys. Angel even helped me make Charlie's, he loved the caramel sauce and tried to keep sticking his spoon in the bowl for more cookie dough.

Sometime during the night Husk joined us in the kitchen. He watched the two of us moving around the kitchen pulling the cookies out of the oven to put another sheet in the oven. Glancing over at Husk I could see he was happy for Angel, happy to know that Angel was free of Valentino's hold.

I felt bad that Alastor owned Husk's soul and that I couldn't help him but I couldn't do anything about that. Alastor owned both of our souls. I think if I tried getting ownership of Husk's soul, Alastor would actually kill me.

Every now and then Angel would sneak up behind me and pull me into a hug, resting his head against my shoulder as another sob tried to ripple free. It was only the beginning, the amount of trauma Valentino put Angel through I knew there would be a very long road ahead of us. I was behind Angel one hundred percent.

Thankfully around two AM, Husk was able to take Angel to bed while I finished up the last batch of cookies. I ended up falling asleep in the kitchen at some point last night. The energy drink only gave me a good enough boost to last me three hours before I just collapsed in my seat in the kitchen and passed the fuck out.

I faintly remember feeling someone playing with my hair but it could have been a dream.

At five in the morning I heard someone rustling around the kitchen looking for something. Clattering into the random pots and pans hanging up on the wall. Grumbling to myself I tried to snuggle deeper into my arm pillow.

The noises were getting louder and louder until I couldn't sleep any longer. Snapping my head up I glare at the offending demon waking me from my uncomfortable slumber. "The fuck is going on?" I grumble staring up at Alastor confused. "Did I wake you darling?" Grumbling to myself I internally cursed him out because he damn well knew he woke me up.

"My sincerest apologies, coffee?" Nodding my head I slump in my seat and start rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My back was on fire from how I slept last night but nothing a hot shower couldn't fix...hopefully. Alastor placed a large cup of black coffee in front of me and took a seat across from me, coffee in his own hand.

"You know better than to sleep outside your room darling." Alastor lightly scolds me like I was a child. Blinking some more sleep from my eyes I stare at the man in front of me. "I was making cookies..." I mumble reaching out for the drink and automatically knew it was going to taste like ass.

Sipping the liquid I scrunch my nose disgusted at the taste but kept drinking. It was the dark roast Alastor liked. "Thank you," I mumble, placing the cup down to rub my eyes. "Of course my dear, we have an easy day today." Suppressing the urge to yawn I nodded my head mentally preparing myself for the long day ahead of us.

"When is your outing tonight?" Blinking confused, I stare at him like he's crazy. "Friday night, Charlie wants to dress me."

Chuckles slip past his lips as he reaches out across the small table, placing one of his large hands over my own to pat it. "It is Friday darling." My eyes widened in surprise, I felt my jaw drop as I tried to process his words.

'It's Friday?! No! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!' I was terrified. What would happen during our 'date'? Was it even a date? Was he expecting something more? What was going to happen?! 'I really like him but fuck, if anything more goes down then he's going to see how damaged I am. How fucking disgusting I am.'

"Oh...I don't know then." I mumble my thoughts going into overdrive at all the possible outcomes tonight would bring. Nothing good was going to come out of this. "You don't seem too enthusiastic darling, perhaps I shall tell Charlotte you've changed your mind?"

Snapping my gaze away from the floor towards Alastor shocked he would even consider telling Charlie I wanted to cancel my 'date'. "It's just first date jitters Al, I doubt it'll be more than one date." I shrug my shoulders, running my fingers through my hair again.

"Well than I do hope you allow me to accompany you." His smirk grew at random possibilities running through his head. "Thanks for the offer Al, but I really doubt that I'll need you." Staring down at my hand I watched the chain materialize into a light purple color.

It was strange, why it looked like this, it was nowhere near close to looking like the red chain I was holding earlier. "Still processing everything hmm?" Nodding my head I face Alastor and let my hand fall back to the table. "Like I've said before darling, you will get used to the feeling."

"But it was red earlier..."

Chuckles slipped past his lips as he stood from his seat to get another cup of coffee. "Would you like an example?" nodding my head I watched Alastor sit incredibly close to me holding out his hand I watched interested as the green almost ectoplasmic colored chain appeared in his hand, the long chain led off through the door of the kitchen and hopefully somewhere out in the city.

"Is there a reason your magic is green and not red?" I asked, cocking my head to the side confused. "Indeed! But I wish not to bore you with that detail. The color of our chain matches your essence. While you are still new, your own soul is tethered in the process. The brighter the chain shows you how dark your soul is."

Laughter slipped past his lips as he stared down at the light purple chain resting in my hands his long clawed finger trails over my palm phasing through my chain completely. 'I guess it means he can't touch Angel's soul, only I can.'

"This just shows how innocent you truly are." I wasn't sure what to say, what do you say to something like that. "Uh...thanks?"

"Of course my darling," He patted my cheek affectionately. "Now would you like to accompany me to view the sunrise?" Standing from my seat I felt my back pop relentlessly as soon as I stood up straight, it was both painful and amazing.

We took our drinks to the outside balcony and sat down at the small coffee table and watched the pentagram slowly rise in the sky. It was honestly quite peaceful, relaxing, and dare I say it. Enjoyable. It was moments like these when you'd one hundred percent believe that Alastor was the perfect gentleman. The perfect man to bring home to mom and dad, show off to the snobby cousins to say 'Fuck you, my mans better than anyone you'd ever get!'

It's almost hard to imagine Alastor as this evil being who finds joy in watching those around them suffer in their misfortune. Shaking my head I clench my eyes tightly trying to will myself to wake up more. "Should you wish to retire, I would not be opposed."

I gave the man a small smile and a nod. "Thank you, but if I were to go to bed I'm not sure how long I'd be out. I think I might miss my date completely." I joked staring back up at the stars. "By all means, sleep to your heart's content." snickering I glanced his way, though he may not be joking I decided to take what he said as one.

Right now nothing matters, Alastor and I watch the Pentagram in the sky slowly grow higher and higher, it was peaceful and his company wasn't too bad at all. Sipping our drinks periodically. I could feel the coffee's magic working, slowly I started to feel more alert, more 'human' you could say. Though something was bugging me. Why was he willing to tell me everything and not let me suffer? Why was he teaching me what it was like to own a soul? I would have figured he would have dangled the information above my head like a stupid elementary school bully.

I wanted to ask him. I wanted to know why he was being so open.

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Hours later it seemed everyone was in the lobby doing something. Nifty was cleaning the windows high up, I was worried she was going to fall at some point. Angel and Husk were at the bar, Fat Nuggets cuddled up on Angels lap as Angel stared at his phone. Alastor was resting in one of the single chairs, I sat close by on the couch reading my book, Charlie had put on some music and was currently talking to Vaggie about possible ideas on how to get more guests.

Husk had this worried look on his face staring at Angels' depressed form. The consistent buzzing of his phone made him worried. "Ignore it, you're free Angel." The bartender murmured reaching across the bar to hold one of his hands.

Angel looked towards the cat demon seeing that Husk was actually worried about him. Not his usual fuck off persona. "Block him." Husk urged.

"I-I can't just block him." Angel sighs reaching up to rub the stress from his eyes. "He's...He's really mad. If I just go down there-"

"Out of the question." Husk snap surprised Angel. "He can't hurt you anymore. If you go down there it shows that he still had this hold on you."

Popping up from my seat I stare at the two worried. "Ignore them darling, Husker will take care of it." Alastor informs reaching over to pat my head. "But isn't Angel my responsibility since I own his soul?" I question worrying my bottom lip between my teeth.

"Indeed, he is. Yet you are my responsibility and I'm telling you to let Husker take charge." Nodding slowly, I eventually sunk back into my seat and tried to read my book again. I feel like I read the same paragraph at least six times before giving up on reading all together.

Rolling onto my side I shut my eyes happy I could take up the entire couch and relax. My muscles just felt so heavy. I could fall asleep right now and be in Heaven...well not heaven but somewhat close to it.

"Emmie do you need me to do your nails?" Groaning I slowly pushed myself to look up at Charlie who looked only a little upset for waking me up from my almost nap. "Only if I can keep lying here like a corpse." I joked giving a tired smile to anyone who looked my way.

"I don't necessarily like the idea of you being a corpse buuuut, I can work with that! Give me like two minutes and I'll be right back with all my colors!" Vaggie chuckles as she walked over towards Alastor and I. She kicked my feet off the couch and was quick to sit down beside me. "Are you excited at all for your date? You didn't strike me as the 'dating' kinda girl."

Scooting myself into a seated position I face Vaggie and crossed my legs over one another. "I didn't go out much when I was alive, I like to think I'm still a homeboy. But I had a few long relationships in my life. The best being with my precious Stella but thats more of a she was my soul dog." Vaggie nodded, her eyes glaze over momentarily before she shook her head. "How long was your longest relationship?"

"Five years. We were high school sweethearts. Went to different colleges, we said we'd do long distance, he drifted away, I got really into my studies, our nightly calls turned into weekly to maybe once a month, before we split. It was mutual. I wonder how he's doing. I hope he has that big family he always talked about." I mumble the last bit to myself staring off at Angel and Husk. Alastor glanced our way staring at us strangely.

"Huh, I would have thought it would be shorter." I gasped slightly offended at her notion. "Don't get me wrong, you're fun to be around. I just thought you weren't the type for dating."

I wanted to argue but she wasn't wrong. I wasn't big on dating. I'm still not. I like the idea of relationships and getting to spend time with my special someone everyday. Being able to just snuggle together. My last relationship really did a number on me. I could see Alastor watching us over the top of his newspaper. When did he get the Newspaper? I don't even know.

"Well I'm not. I like companionship, it just doesn't mean that I need to have a man as my companion." I shrugged my shoulders. "But you like this guy."

The newspaper crinkled at Vaggie's words. 'I need to think my words carefully. I don't need Alastor getting upset and actually following me on my date with Lucifer.' Glancing back to Vaggie I saw she was also staring at Alastor suspiciously. "I mean...yes? But I'm not expecting anything to come out of this date. Like I said before, he's still hung up on his Ex. I don't want to compete for his affection if his Ex comes back in the mix."

Charlie came rushing into the room panting while holding four cases of what I assume to be nail polish. "I found them all! Sorry I took so long! Okay what color are we thinking? We could do lilac to match your eyes or oooh! Maybe a magenta? What color scheme do you want to go with tonight? We still need to pick out your dress! And your hair! Ah! So much to do, did you figure out what time you're meeting him?"

My head was swimming by the time Charlie was finished speaking. "Okay babe," Charlie looked at Vaggie excitedly. "First, you're adorable." Charlie gushed at the compliment. "Second, one at a time. Let's just get her nails done first then we can move onto her outfit."

"Okay, fine. But I'm just so excited! But what color were we thinking?"

"If I may," Alastor piped in, setting his newspaper down to stare at the three of us. "I believe Red suits my dearest wonderfully." One of his long arms reached out resting a clawed hand on my head, tangling his fingers in my white hair. 'He's only saying that because he likes the color red.' I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Maybe, hmm what about..." Charlie was digging through one of the four cases till she pulled out five different colors of red.

They all roughly looked the same except one, one was a dark red with sparkles. And since thats the only one that really called to me I picked that one. "Eek! I was hoping you'd pick that one. Now are we doing your toes as well?"

"Toes no, I doubt he'll be too interested in my toes." I snickered. In all the stories I've ever read the man never took notice if the girl did her toes. Glancing over towards Angel and Husk I was happy to see that Angel looked better, more at ease. "Hey Husk! Can you toss me another energy drink? I'm crashing man!" The cat demon rolled his eyes and actually threw the can. I was surprised at how good his aim was, let alone the strength he had to pull to actually chuck the can as far as he did. Thankfully Vaggie caught my drink and it didn't hit me straight in the face.

"You really shouldn't be drinking these, these are so bad for you-" I giggled at her worried voice, it was nice that Vaggie was worried about my health but come on. We're all already dead here. Taking the drink out of her hands and quickly opening it I watched the annoyance seep into her features. "How bad can it be? I'm already dead. These things aren't even addictive, it's just caffeine."

That was a total lie. I was one hundred percent addicted to caffeine.

The disgusting taste of kerosine ran down my throat as I tried to perk myself up for my date. I could already see Alastor none too pleased about my drink choice but kept his mouth shut about it for some reason. 'He's up to something I just know it.'

Charlie grabbed my left hand and went to work on painting my nails "Why don't you think he wants to be with you? He might still be working on himself. Don't sell yourself short Emmie. You're amazing." I loved Charlie but sometimes I swear she could be overly optimistic. I wonder where she got it from.

"I dont know, I guess theres just a vibe. I just don't want to put in a bunch of effort and it be for nothing. I've been in that relationship before and I'm not willing to do it again." Glancing over at Alastor to see if he was going to make a remark, I just saw him smiling to himself giving me a close eyed grin. He looked like he knew something I didn't.

"Well let's just see how tonight goes, now for your outfit I'll need to see your wardrobe."

"No offense but leave the outfit to me." Angel called sauntering himself over to our small group. "What? Why??" Charlie pouts.

"I want my girl getting laid, we don't need her looking like a nun."

"I wouldn't make her look like a nun! I'll have you know, I have amazing taste!" Charlie looked completely offended at Angels accusation, though Angel could only shrug. "I ain't saying you do. All I'm sayin is outta the two of us, I know whats best for my girl here." I couldn't believe they were fighting over who got to dress me.

'Why am I always a fucking doll I swear.'

The air became thick around us, cold fingers gripped on my shoulders and around my neck. Glancing beside me I could see the murderous look in Alastor's eyes. "Guys..." I started trying to ignore the shadow's suffocating feeling it gave off. "I think not. I will not allow you to dress my lovely assistant as a harlot." Alastor stares daggers at Angel warning him that if he were to even try he would be sorry.

"I don't think Angel would make me look like a harlot." I pipe in, reaching out to grasp his hand knowing that it should snap his attention away from Angel and onto me. It would annoy him but he'd focus on me now.

My eyes widened, feeling his hand tighten around my own as he stared down at me. 'He didn't pull away. Why didn't he pull away?' Shaking my head I needed to get back to my original thought. "I don't plan on sleeping with this guy. Its just dinner and a movie I think." I mumble the last bit because I have clue what Lucifer has in mind for this date.

"Then allow me to give you my input on your attire for the evening darling, I can't have you parading yourself in a manner that would insult not only your image but mine as well." His fucking shadow cackled behind me as I nodded my head.

'Honestly if it keeps him happy then it shouldn't be too bad. And if I talk to him in a respectful tone I should most likely be able to wear whatever I want.'

"You're honestly gonna let smiles over here dress you? Really?" Angel crossed both sets of arms over his chest glaring at the man beside me. "Well..."

"Of course she is!" Alastor smirks, shutting his eyes as he stands to his full height. "My darling knows what impeccable tastes I have. Unlike some people." He snickers to himself at how agitated Angel was getting. "I like input. Thats all babes." I tried to reason hoping Angel would understand that it was just easier to say yes to Alastor than fight him on this.

Charlie grabbed my other hand and got to work asking about what color dress I would wear, shoes, how I wanted my hair. I really do hate that I feel like a doll most days. I wish they would just let me dress myself and let me choose my own style.

Soon enough, I was being dragged by Charlie, Angel, and Alastor to my room where Charlie and Angel were rifling through my closet and Alastor and I were on my bed watching them. Alastor would instantly deny any dress Angel or Charlie would pull out even if it was actually modest.

I didn't have a lot of dresses or dress clothes to begin with. It also didn't help that I couldn't fit in anything of Charlies or Angel's. I was a shrimp compared to those two. "Here try this on!" Charlie pulled out the one dress Velvette had dressed me in yesterday. "I got some fishnets that would fit you." Angel smirked rushing out the door. "Why fishnets!" I cry out after him.

My phone buzzed a few times as someone spammed me with messages. Alastor looked down at my back pocket annoyed. "Allow me please." He extended his hand waiting for the device. Slowly I let him have it, hoping he wouldn't break it again. It was from Vox.

"Is this who I think it is darling?" Nodding my head I watched him try to work the phone only to grow frustrated. "Here, just swipe up." I instructed by placing my pointer finger on the screen and swiping up unlocking the device for him.

I scooted closer so that he could see what I was doing. I instantly put him in my messages and let him look at the new texts from Vox.

Daddy 😜: What are you doing right now?

"Disgusting. To think he would even message you." Alastor scoffs bewildered. "I guess I'm just that attractive." I joke waiting for him to give me my phone back so I can respond. He eventually does and watches me text at a rapid pace.

"Darling, I wish you would get rid of this silly device. It is much too distracting." I nodded my head as I face him. "I know you aren't a fan of new technology but it's very helpful." I tried to reason.

Me: I'm getting ready for a date, why?

I really hope he wouldn't say that he wants me to come over. I really don't want to continue what happened yesterday. He was waaaaaay too aggressive with that kiss. Angel sauntered back in and plopped on my bed resting on one hand behind him as I walked into my bathroom to get dressed. I chose not to wear the fishnets because I really don't like the feel of them on my skin.

"Damn girl, where'd you get that dress?" Angel's smirk made me smile to myself. "Uh Velvette of all people. She hates my sense of fashion." I sighed brushing some of my hair behind my ear. "Velvette?" The nervous look Angel and Charlie shared made me want to roll my eyes. "No offense guys but I'm more scared of Alastor than Velvette." I mutter nodding my head to the red headed deer demon lying on my bed.

"You fear my darling?" I sheepishly shrugged my shoulders "I'd be stupid not to." I explain moving back to my bed to sit and watch Charlie and Angel. Alastor's chuckles were rather gleeful as he sat up and quickly invaded my space by wrapping an arm around my waist pulling me close. We were practically cuddling at this point. God Alastor could be so confusing sometimes.

'Why was he so touchy with me? He makes no fucking sense.'

"Smart and beautiful wouldn't you agree Charlotte?" scrunching my brows confused, Charlie let out a squeak of excitement. "Of course!" Angel was the only one not happy with my situation

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Two hours later and I was finally ready for my date. My hair was curled elegantly so that the waves would cascade down my back, my purple dress rested mid thigh, Charlie and Angel both did my makeup to have this smokey lavender color. It was really pretty, something I was always terrible with. My shoes were just some simple black heels that helped complete the look. I hope Lucifer would notice how much effort was put into this outfit. Alastor even gifted me a nice black little choker.

I don't know if this was overboard or not but I guess it was no or never. "Have fun! But don't have too much fun young lady." Charlie giggles trying to act like a mom. "Chalres please, it's just a date." I waved her off. "You look lovely my dear." Alastor placed a kiss over my knuckles, surprising me. "Thank you," I mumble, stunned by his actions.

A harsh smack on my ass snapped me out of my surprise forcing a yelp to slip past my lips. "Have fun babes, don't listen to princess over here." Angel rolled his eyes a sly smirk on his lips. "Just keep your phone on you! If you need a pick up just let me know right away alright?" Charlie took my hands in hers.

"I will Charles." leaning over I place a kiss on her cheek. "Love you, I'll text you when I get there." I promised pulling away and waving to everyone as I walked out of the hotel to Charlie's limo.

"Where to?" Benjamin, Charlie's chauffeur asked turning around to stare me down. He was always a nice guy, a fellow sinner who let his inner demons take charge. "Uh...the palace? I got a meeting with Lucifer." I smiled watching the gray skinned man nod and turn back to the front where he was off.

Benjamin's was always super nice whenever we got to talk, it wasn't often. I learned that he loves online games, the silly ones on your phone like candy crush(his all time favorite). He also told me he had two sons with his wife. They were ten and twelve and he offed himself. He regrets his decision everyday and just wants to let his kids know that he loves them and if he ever could undo that day he would.

Daddy 😜: You have a date? You're kidding.

Daddy 😜: Call me.

Daddy 😜: I'm not kidding. Call me right now.

Velvette 👗: Girl let me see your look.

Velvette 👗: Hahaha, Big V is so pissed you keep ignoring him.

Shaking my head I snap a quick picture of myself and sent it to Velvette hoping she would approve of the fit, it took forever for Charlie, Angel, AND Alastor to agree on how I should dress. Three different people with three different styles.

Velvette 👗: Slay girl.

Shaking my head I called Vox and barely heard the first ring when he picked up the phone. "What the hell! Since when do you have a date? I'm not paying you to date!"

Scrunching my brows confused I could only shake my head "You don't even pay me now. Ive had these plans for almost a week now."

"What else can you tell me about Alastor. The music idea was okay, but I need something else."

Rolling my eyes I look out the window as I came up with something that would annoy Alastor. "You could go around and bribe some of the butcher shops he favors and make everything technical as payment. You already know he hates technology that's advanced past the 30's."

I heard the hum he let out thinking over my idea. "Maybe even have hire people to walk up to him and just flirt. He hates when Angel would flirt with him."

"That should do for now, but know this. We aren't done here, meet me at the tower in a week. We can discuss your ideas more in depth."

Internally gagging over here. "Alright I gotta go. I'm pulling up to my date." I mumble hanging up my phone and staring at the large home. "Jesus fuck Charles." I couldn't believe how large her house was.

"I know right? It's always shocking the first time."

Nodding my head I felt stiff in my seat. Was this actually happening? Was I really going to go inside and do this date? What if Charlie found out? Would she be pissed at me? Agh I can feel my anxiety rising by the second. "It's best not to keep his majesty waiting. Want me to stay parked out here?" shaking my head I slowly opened the door staring up at the large home.

"No...I'll be okay. Thank you for the ride...can you just not tell Charlie I'm here?" Benjamin gave me a confused look. "I don't want to worry her. I think it's just to go over whats going on in Charlies life or something." I try to ease the situation I put myself in.

"Sure...you have my number just call when you need a pickup." nodding my head I watch him drive off and turn back to the palace. "Now or never I guess..." Taking a deep breath I nodded my head and just walked on up to the large double wide doors and knocked.