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Chapter Seven: Satan's Valentine Day
Husker was shocked that when the entire lobby looked like cupid throw up on it. He surveyed the lobby and saw a less than amused Vaggie brushing red glitter off her space at the front desk. Alastor walked into the room saw the decorations and left. Lucky asshole got to leave. Here he sat in the hotel lobby with a bitchy college kid and no one else for company. He wondered where his girlfriend of a year was this would be her kind of thing. The ring box in his hat felt heavy. He was going to go insane. "Calm the fuck down. She'll see it coming a mile away, propasals are about surprising someone with your love and how endless it is." He blinks and looks over at her. He scoffs what could she know, she barely had any life experience before she died. Most likely still went home to have Daddy coddle her when she got a bad grade. She rolled her eye at him. "I'm not a child. The three of you act like I don't know anything or like I'm some infant to be coddled. This is hell. We all got here some way and were old enough to be punished. Get over yourself. Maldito viejo gato crítico."
"I can speak Spanish."
"¡Bien, cálmate! ¡Tu maldita pierna está sacudiendo todo el vestíbulo! It's going to take forever to get this glitter off my stockings." She huffs. He hadn't realized his leg was shaking before he could think anything else a bottle hit his head. Husk didn't question it and downed it. The alcohol slightly calming his nerves. He wonders back to the where abouts of his girlfriend. Half way through the boring day (most of the sinners now residing at the hotel gone for the 'holiday' weekend) Vaggie receives a phone call. He assumes it's Charlie by the way she perked up and then huffed slamming the phone down. She leaves muttering about never getting anywhere and cursing Charlie. He goes over his speech a few times. Then he decides fuck sitting here and getting worked up for nothing. He took four showers and made sure he was cleaned. He had a freshly pressed suit. He's getting dressed and about call Nifty when pounding on the door happens. He opens it, "Charlie said go downstair to meet her in the dining hall." Vaggie runs off before he can say anything. He rolls his eyes and tries to call Nifty. She doesn't answer. He sighs following Vaggie's instructions. Angel bombards him.
"Hold on, hot stuff. Ya actin like the goods ain't right here!" Angel pushes up his fluff.
"Angel, behave yourself, young man." Alastor chides appearing suddenly behind him through his shadows. Angel pouts.
"Yeah, whatever, Al. I just thought I should give 'em some Valentine's Day presents. Here ya go. Ya give her, a good time tonight. Think of me."
"Anthony! That's enough out of you, you hear me. Keep going or there will be consequences." Alastor scolds Angel rolls his eyes but stays quiet as he leans against the wall. "Now, Husker, I am fully aware of your intentions tonight. You are not to drink another drop until you ask. It will be fine. I will never understand why all of you make such a big fuss out these things. (he prattles on while straightening everything there is to straighten on Husk). What do I know," He lifts Husker's face with microphone, "you will treat her like the lady she is. And so help me if Natasha ever tells me you've wronged her. It will be your last move. What a shame that would be." He stares for a moment shadows getting darker.
"Whatever. It will be fine."
"Splendid! You have my blessing, dear boy! Come along, Angel."Angel pushes off the wall blowing kisses at Husker. Husk briefly wonders what weird business Angel and Alastor are doing together but he figures that's a rabbit hole he doesn't want to fall down. He continues throwing the condoms Angel shoved in his pocket into a vase. Charlie flags him down as soon as he enters the dining hall. He notes that it's been set up with multiple tables, with many couples.
"Al thought it was a good idea to capitalize on the holiday. Said get funding. I mean I was skeptical but Stolas is here which is interesting." Her eyes flick to an owl being real lewled with an unimpressed imp. "Alastor stood watching in amusement for a while then Angel showed up. Anyhow, Nifty will be in a minute your table is over there. When you are planning on asking? End of, beginning or middle of meal? Also would you like the rest of the staff to be here?"
"I'm not sure about when exactly, but Nifty might having you guys around appreciate." Charlie hums.
"Kay, make it at the end then. I promised Vagatha that we'd spend time together tonight. She's… well not happy with me right now. Is there anything else you need?" He shakes his head. "Well, good luck then and happy Satan's Valentine Day." Husk wonders who's told her it was Satan's Valentine Day. He walks over to the table to see hearts that say happy Satan's Valentine's day with smiley faces as centerpieces.
"When she first heard of the holiday she was dating some guy. Vaggie asked if they were doing anything for it and then tried to explain Saint Valentine… You see how well that went." Nifty's smile is almost as big as the ones Charlie drew. Husker laughs whether at Charlie's or Vaggie's expense he's not sure but at least he's not feeling his nerves as much. She giggles too finding her way into the seat. "I got y-"
"Why don't we wait til the end of the night to exchange gifts?" Nifty nods smiling wider. A waiter comes by and Husker, as he's learned to, orders for Nifty. They talk about nothing for a while. Charlie apparently arranged for it to be a two hour six course meal. Husker's nerves build up over these course. Every other couple filters out. Husker notes Angel and Alastor come in together after last couple leaves. Alastor sits grinning wildly at him and Angel jumps on the table by him holding his pig. Angel looks what you'd considered dressed up for him. Vaggie and Charlie come in a while later. Charlie sits in the chair across from Alastor giving him a pleasant smile as Vaggie sits on her lap. The last course is brought out to everyone. Nifty exchanges her gift a beautiful watch made with diamonds to look like poker cards. He sighs getting up and kneeling. He takes her hands. His whole speech blinks out of his mind as he holds her hand the ring. All he can think of is their future. Possibly getting the marriage and love he thought he'd have in his life. "Be my future, Marry me?" She starts shaking and tears run down her face. She speechless smiles. He slips the ring on her finger and they embrace. Suddenly the moment is ruined by a loud pop of champagne and sudden fireworks.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Fuckers!" "Congratulations." "Congrats, can we go now?" "Happy Satan's Valentine Day!" They get four very different responses.