I stood in the lobby of the hotel, blindfolded. Charlie was leading me towards what I was assuming was some sort of bachelorette party. She was giggling and I rolled my eyes, a smile tugging at my lips.

She yanked the blindfold off and I gasped. There stood Angel Dust, Niffty, and Vaggie. What I was surprised about, though, was the lovely cake and champagne laid out.

Everything was decorated in baby pinks and white and I pulled my fists up to my face and squealed, spinning around and hugging Charlie.

"Charlie! You didn't have to..." she hushed me,

"No, nooope, you are our friend who's getting MARRIED in just a few months to one of hell's most dangerous men... I'm quite frankly scared of what he'd do if I hadn't gone all out." I scoffed playfully, and punched her lightly on the shoulder.

"Charlotte Magne, you know you're more powerful than ten of my fiancé's, right?" She shrugged,

"I don't like fighting."

I rolled my eyes and bounded over to the other girls... and Angel.

"Congrats, suga'!" Angel said excitedly, and hugged me with all six of his arms. My bones crunched and I wheezed, and he sat me down.

"Thanks Angie≈" I said feebly, and then hugged Vaggie and Niffty as well. Vaggie had a small smile on her face, but her eyes were less than approving. I laid my hand on her shoulder, and looked into her eyes softly.

Her smile turned up a bit more and she just nodded.

Niffty was excited beyond anyone's belief.

"Oooooo! Emagine, I can't believe you and Alastor are getting married!" She went on and on, bouncing around and then everything stilled as a voice cut through the room.

"Niffty darling, calm yourself. Let's not give Emagine a heart attack before our wedding, hm?"

I spun around, a huge smile on my face. Al was dressed in a red dress shirt and black dress pants. He looked quite casual, actually. His hair was pulled back into a little pony tail, and his monocle was hanging over his shoulder. He was wearing black suspenders and I giggled.

'Old man'

I bounced over to him and without any warning he picked me up by my waist and spun me around. I blushed deeply, whispering, "Alastor, there's people..." and glancing to the side at the girls...

And Angel.

He just hummed and dipped me before standing me back up and kissing me deeply. After that he summoned his microphone, a cheeky grin on his face.
"Well, I best be off! Husker should be waiting for me at the bar." With that he tapped the floor and poofed away.

I turned back to my company, and all of their faces' were covered in a red blush, as well as mine.

I hid my face, "stop thinking about it! Perverts!" They then all burst into laughter, and our party began.

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3rd person POV

Angel and Emagine stood on the bar, drunkenly singing together. Charlie was passed out in the corner on top of Vaggie after they made out for a solid 10 minutes.

Niffty was cleaning, but not very well because she was also drunk.

Angel pressed his back against Emagine's and ran his hands all over his body like he was stripping, Emagine just danced the best her drunken body could manage.

Alastor and Husk walked through the hotel doors, chatting casually. Husk stopped and put his hand out in front of Alastor, making him bump into it.

Alastor was about to ask what that was about until he noticed what Husk was staring at. There was his beautiful fiancée, dancing on the bar with the spider slut.

She was just dancing cutely while Angel was being as sexual as physically possible.

Alastor smiled, and walked towards the bar with his hands tucked in his pockets.

Emagine spotted him, and by now Angel was nearly passed out on the bar. Through her drunken haze she recognized her attractive mate, and her face split into a very giggly smile.

He lifted his arms up, beckoning her down. She gladly accepted the help.

She curled up in his arms and hiccuped, "hi daddy~" she purred softly, and Alastor's ears perked up.

He chuckled and smoothed her hair, laying her head against his chest, "now darling, that's highly inappropriate in public..." he whispered into her hair.

"I don't care-!" She tried to raise her voice, but failed. It just sounded like a raging toddler. Alastor tsk'd and turned to husk.

"Uh... Husker, please take care of Vagatha, Charlotte and that," he jammed his thumb towards a passed out Angel Dust.

Husk just nodded, sipping a bottle of beer.

Alastor kissed Emagine's head, and rubbed circles in her back, "let's get you home..."

She only moaned softly, nearly asleep. Her cheeks and nose were dusted a rosy color.

Once back at Alastor's house, he laid the now sleeping Emagine into their bed. He kissed her forehead and sighed tiredly.

With a snap of his fingers he was wearing a silk night shirt, and red boxers. He climbed into the bed next to his soon to be wife.

Looking at her soft features, her fluffy hair... she looked like an angel. Alastor couldn't help but wonder how he managed to find someone like her even after all he's done.

He wished this moment could be forever, the peaceful bliss his life was falling into.

But sadly, this is hell. Peace is simply an illusion, and there is never a moment to let your guard down.

Alastor forgot that rule.

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The next morning, Emagine's head was pounding.

"Ugh," she whimpered softly, and her lover was by her side in an instant. He already had a cold rag and water ready for her.

The morning consisted of nursing the demoness out of her hangover. When the afternoon rolled around, Emagine asked Alastor if he'd like to go on a walk.

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Emagines POV

"Alastor, darling?" I asked innocently, walking into his office.

He sat down the papers he was looking at and took his monocle off, letting it hang over his shoulder.

"Yes dear?" He said smoothly, and I felt timid.

"Are you... working?" He shook his head, and leaned back in his chair, smirking at me.

Liar

I thought with a tiny smile on my face, and I walked over to him. I grabbed his hands and tugged him up, which he complied.

His bow tie was undone and his dress shirt was slightly unbuttoned. I tsk'd at him playfully and smoothed out the fabric, "how unkempt we are this afternoon, my love," I chastised lightheartedly.

He took my hands in his and spun me around without warning, pulling me close, "I'm in my own home, darling, I can do whatever I want~" he said the last part in a bit of a growl really close to my ear. My face heated up as I pulled away before he could take it any further.

"Alastor, you dog... I just wanted to go on a nice walk with you, love," I said, scrunching my nose. His eyes lit up.

He loves walking.

"Well dear why didn't you say so! Forest or city?" He said, excitement evident in his tone. He began buttoning his shirt, and threw his bow tie onto his desk.

I thought for a moment, "how about...forest. Nice and quiet today, love," I said with a smile and he looped his arm through mine, leading us out and down to the front entrance.

"Fantastic choice, my queen."

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As we walked through the forest, I walked past the wildlife, gently brushing my fingers over the buds of the plants.

They slowly bloomed as I walked past, and Alastor watched intently. "How do you do that, dear?" He asked softly, and I just smiled up at him, "I've always been able to, even while I was alive."

He stopped and looked down at me, his brow raised, "you were a witch?" He asked curiously, and I stopped and shook my head, "what? No... I just... was different."

Looking down, I thought about his words. A witch? But... that didn't make any sense.

Well maybe it did....

"Well darling, I hate to be the bearer of... news... but I think you may have been a witch. Who was your mother?"

"I was adopted..." Alastor stopped.

"You were?" I nodded, and looked up to him, "yes I was, and she never really told me much about my real parents. Just that my biological mother was dead." Alastor's just hummed.

"Well... we can talk about this a different time, darling. Let's just enjoy the nature."

And with that we walked in silence, and I was left thinking...

Who am I?