You awkwardly stood in silence, staring up at the two giant demons as they waited for you to make your decision. You rubbed a hand over your mouth thinking over your choice. You really didn’t want to stay in Hell anymore than you already have, at least not in the conditions that you were in right now. But at the same time Charlie had been nothing but kind toward you, and it’d be incredibly rude to not even try to do anything for her in return, even if it was help her run a redemption hotel that probably wouldn’t work. You gave a small sigh, and looked up at the Princess of Hell’s hopeful face, certifying your choice. How could you say no to someone like her? Daughter of literal Satan or not.
“Alright Charlie.” You say, giving her a small smile as her own smile widened. Vaggie looked almost surprised, but quickly folded her arms and leaned up against the wall, “I’ll help wi-“
You didn’t get the chance to finish your sentence before in what felt like half a second, you were roughly scooped up by the giantess’ hands and rubbed up against her soft cheeks, spouting ‘thank you’s over and over again. To any observer, the action would have been adorable. But for you? Being rubbed up and squeezed against the Anti Christ’s face was not the most comfortable feelings in the world. In fact, you felt like your rib cage was going to collapse on itself. And you really weren’t looking to be a permanent resident of Hell.
“Thank you so much!” Charlie giggled for the umpteenth time, her cast iron grip on you finally loosening as she held you up to her face, her smile falling a bit as she watched you wrap your arms around your chest, wincing in pain and gasping for breath.
“Oh goodness!” She gasped in worry, “I’m so sorry!” she profusely apologized, bringing you closer to her face. One of her fingers lightly poking your curled body. You slowly got to your feet, finally finding your breath again.
“I-it’s fine, Charlie.” You assured the giantess, wincing a bit more as the pain finally subsided, “Just, please don’t do that again.” You ask. Charlie awkwardly chuckled as she nodded down at you.
“Yeah, sorry.” She said, you felt your ground on Charlie’s palms shift as you were brought to her shoulder, “How about Vaggie and I show you around?” She suggested as you stepped onto the demon’s shoulder, wobbling a bit as you grabbed a few stray strands of her blonde hair to keep balance.
“S-sure.” You say, trying to stay on her shoulder as Charlie began to walk out of the room. Vaggie lightly huffed, rolling her eyes as she followed closely behind.
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