A Cold Wind In Hell

Chapter Ten: Curing An Addiction

While they were waiting for the goat boys to prepare lunch, Charlie and Sam were engaged in melee combat, using only their fists, Charlie having put her hair up in a ponytail and surprisingly holding her own against the wandering samurai, the two exchanging blows inside one of the empty rooms, while Alastor watched from the sidelines before Nifty soon joined to spectate.

"Those two are still at it?" The maid asked.

"Quite the formidable fighters, they are." The radio demon remarked with a grin. "I wonder where Charlie got that kind of training to keep up with our samurai chum…"

"I'm certainly enjoying the show." Nifty smirked as she watched Sam. "Such well defined peck~."

The fight went on, and it seemed as though Sam had the upper hand, managing to pin Charlie to the ground with an armbar, but Charlie managed to break out of the hold and trap him in a boston crab, pulling back as much as she could. Sam smirked, knowing he could break free, but tapped out instead, signaling Charlie to that it was over before she let go. Both samurai and princess sat on the couch and drank some water.

"You're pretty good, Princess." Sam remarked. "We're pretty much tied, three and three!"

"I can tell you were going easy on me, you know." Charlie pointed out.

"I see no reason to go all out." Sam shrugged. "Besides, you would probably be sporting more than a few minor bruises."

"Eh, true." Charlie shrugged as well.

"Although, I'm impressed with your skill." Sam complimented. "Tell me; did your father teach you how to defend yourself?"

"To an extent, yeah." Charlie nodded. "He thought me how to use a large variety of weapons, and my mom taught me a lot of spells. But CQC? Neither taught me that!"

"Oh?" Sam raised a brow, smirking.

"He was one of the best of the best, and once known as the greatest mercenary hero back in the human world." Charlie declared proudly. "Sometimes he's called Naked Snake. But to a lot of people? He was referred to as Big Boss; the legendary mercenary."

Sam hummed with interest at the mention of Big Boss. When he was younger, he had heard stories about the legendary mercenary and his various accomplishments throughout history, throughout the world. Hearing the fact that Big Boss had trained the daughter of Lucifer? He must truly be that important of a man.

"But, enough of that!" Charlie said as she got up. "I'm gonna go check on Vaggie and the goat boys; lunch should be ready. Would you mind getting Angel Dust?"

"Certainly." Sam nodded before leaving the room, heading up the stairs.

Smiling, Charlie left the room and entered the kitchen area, where Razzle and Dazzle were helping Vaggie cook lunch, the moth demoness wearing an apron while she worked and finished cooking.

"Hey, Vaggie!" Charlie greeted as she approached. "Almost done?"

"Just finished actually." Vaggie replied with a smile. "Everyone's gonna be fed well!"

Charlie smiled at this before kissing her girlfriend, "I appreciate everything you've done for me."

"I'm just as determined to help you see this through to the end as you are to see it blossom." Vaggie declared.

"I'm thankful for you being by my side." Charlie said. "Also, there's something I'd like to talk to you about; privately."

Vaggie nodded, ushering the goat boys to set the tables before turning to Charlie, "What's up, hun?"

"I was wondering," Charlie said, slightly nervous. "What do you think of Sam now?"

Vaggie took a moment to think before giving her answer, "I'll be honest; at first, I was wary of him, but the guy quickly grew on me. I'll admit, I've grown to trust him a lot."

"And you know how I've been talking about starting a future with you one day, right?" Charlie said. "Maybe have kids one day?"

"Yeah?" Vaggie said with a raised brow. "Where are you going with this?"

"Okay, I'll get to the point." Charlie sighed. "I was hoping since we both seem to be on good terms with him, maybe we could…have his kids?"

Vaggie blinked at this, utterly confused.

"Now, hear me out!" Charlie quickly said. "Since we're both okay with him, and if he agrees, we can have his kids!"

Vaggie blinked once more before giving a coherent reply, "Okay, I get you, but why include me?"

"Wait, you knew?" Charlie said before shaking her head. "Aw, who am I kidding; of course, you knew."

"I know you better than anyone, hun." Vaggie chuckled. "Besides, I've noticed the way you tend to look at him."

"Hey, I'm a sucker for abs~." Charlie smiled. "Not to mention those thighs~."

"He's good looking, not gonna lie." Vaggie admitted.

"I know you don't swing that way, but I thought we could both have kids," Charlie continued her explanation. "Kids that, even though they come from different mothers, come from the same father; a man we both trust."

Vaggie took some time to think, her expression unreadable, as Charlie waited anxiously for an answer, before Vaggie broke the pregnant silence.

"I suppose one time wouldn't hurt." She said. "I don't intend to make it an often thing, but if it makes you happy, I'm all in."

"Awesome!" Charlie declared with a big smile, wrapping her arms around Vaggie. "And don't worry about Cherri Bomb, she's fine with it. In fact, she suggested it!"

"Lu Lu World, then yoga and now this." Vaggie listed off. "She seems to be growing on you."

"She's not all bad." Charlie stated.


Meanwhile, Sam walked down the hall of the second floor, before approaching Angel Dust's room and knocking on the door.

"Ay, Dusty!" He called. "Lunch is ready! You coming down?"

He waited a few minutes for a reply and raised a brow when he didn't get one. He knocked a gain and waited, and after a few more minutes, he still got no reply. He tried turning the doorknob; locked. Humming, he turned away and walked to the opposite side of the hall, waited a few minutes before quickly turning around and charging, busting the door open with a shoulder tackle and taking in the state of the room; everything was knocked over, from the Lego tower to the vanity table and dresser. Scanning the scene, Sam entered, watching where he was stepping with the scattered Lego's before spotting something on the floor. Crouching down, he picked up a parchment and analyzed it, noticing the title Porn Studios.

"Valentino…" Sam said under his breath.

"Hey Sam!" Cherri's voice called. "Is Angie-"

Just as she entered the threshold, however, she gasped at the sight of Angel Dust's room.

"What the fuck happened?!" She demanded. "Where's Angel Dust?!"

"I think this answers your question." Sam said as he held up the parchment.

Looking at the paper, Cherri's eye narrowed with anger, "That fucking sleezy bastard!"

"Just can't let go, can he?" Sam said as he left the room.

"What're you thinkin', Sammy?" Cherri asked as she followed after.

The two went down the hall before coming upon the door to Sam's room. Opening the door, Sam entered and picked up his sword.

"Let's go get him back." Sam finally answered with a confident grin.

"Are you sure?" Cherri asked. "Wouldn't Charles-"

"We'll let her know before we go." Sam assured. "I wasn't planning on just leaving without letting her know."

In agreement, the duo went back downstairs, meeting Charlie and Vaggie in the lobby.

"Sam, is Angel-" Charlie started, but stopped when she saw Sam's sword at his side. "Sam, what's going on? What's with the sword?"

"Dusty's been kidnapped." Sam stated, holding up the parchment. "And it has Valentino's name written all over it."

"That sleazy fuck head!" Vaggie growled, her eye glowing red.

"How did he-" Charlie made to ask, but Sam raised a hand.

"No doubt one of his goons snuck in." The samurai stated. "But that's besides the point; Cherri and I are going to get him back."

"Sam, wait." Charlie said. "I don't think this is good for your redemption."

"You'd rather let Angel Dust suffer at that creep's hands?!" Cherri demanded with narrowed eyes.

"No, of course not!" Charlie denied. "But the whole point of this hotel is to redeem sinners! If they fall back into bad habits…"

Sam didn't need to hear more to understand where she was going with this, so he placed a hand on the princess' shoulder.

"Charlie, please understand." He said. "I understand your point, as well as respect what you wish to achieve in giving sinners a second chance to reach Heaven." He then frowned. "But there will always be those who do not care for it, nor do they deserve it. Valentino is one of those demons."

Charlie took in what was said, watching as Cherri stepped out, Sam making to follow, but stopped at the door, looking over his shoulder at the princess.

"The only way for a sinner to redeem and atone is if they WANT to be redeemed." Sam said. "They have to want to change. Remember that, Princess." He then smiled. "Trust me; I have no intention of letting your efforts put in helping me go to waste."

And with that, Sam stepped out, Charlie watched the two get on Sam's motorcycle before zooming off.

'Just get back safely, Sam.' Charlie begged in her mind.


Sam drove through the city with Cherri holding on tightly.

"We shouldn't be too far now!" Cherri yelled over the roaring of the motorcycle engine. "Valentino's Porn Studio is just a few blocks down!"

"Is that really what he called it?" Sam asked. "Just 'porn studio'? Couldn't he have thought up a better name?"

"He's never been the most creative." Cherri shrugged.

"So, I take it that you and Dusty are close?" Sam inquired. "From the way you two interact…"

"We're best friends, yeah." Cherri nodded. "Ever since we met, we've had each other's backs and vented to one another!"

"How come you never introduced us?" Sam asked with curiosity.

"Wasn't sure if it was a good idea, to be honest." Cherri replied. "Had no clue if you were one of those bigots that hate gays or the very idea of bisexuality."

"You could have asked." Sam pointed out. "Besides, I'm not one of those kinds of bastards; I just don't swing that way."

"Fair enough." Cherri responded. "After all, everyone has their preferred tastes."

Soon enough, they arrived at their destination; the building had at least seven floors, featuring a motif of a woman's lips parted lips between its signage, as well as three decorative X's across the center.

"Nothings screams 'lustful paradise' than this." Sam remarked.

"More like a nightmare." Cherri growled. "Angie's been suffering under that prick ever since he popped down here."

"Then let's see about discussing his release." Sam smirked.

Sam proceeded to park his motorcycle in the parking lot across from the building before making his approach, with Cherri Bomb following behind, two hellhound guards standing before the entrance, both baring their teeth at the sight of the unannounced visitors.

"You don't belong here." One of them said.

"We're here to speak with your boss." Sam stated bluntly. "Now why don't you save us some time and trouble and move aside?"

"Nobody sees the boss without his approval." The other hellhound spat. "Now fuck off!"

"Not without Angel Dust." Cherri sneered.

The first hellhound stepped forward and spat at their feet.

"Just try it."

Cherri and Sam looked at each other before smirking, looking back at the hellhound guards as Cherri cracked her knuckles and Sam cracked his neck, before both said in unison.

"We accept your challenge."


Everything was quiet inside the main floor of the building, save for a few guards, until the front double doors blew off their hinges, as the two beaten and bruised hellhounds were sent flying, crashing into the floor. As Sam and Cherri entered, Sam felt instant disgust at the interior; besides the golden Valentino statue at the center of the room, the walls were littered with pictures of a variety of different demons wearing various kinky outfits and posing in different sexual outfits. Not to mention the smell of sex and other bodily fluids.

"Disgusting." Sam commented, holding back the urge to gag.

"Don't lose your cool, Sammy." Cherri said, disgusted with the very look of the place. "We've still got a certain spider skank to save!"

"Hey, you're not supposed to be here!" An orc yelled before lunging at them, only to be cut in half by Sam with his sword, some of the blood getting on his ronin attire.

"I'm getting a shower after this." Sam said in disgust.

"Come on," Cherri urged as they approached the stairs. "Angel Dust should be higher up!"

The two hurried up to the second floor before demons under Valentino's employment attacked, firing with every weapon they had, which did little to hinder the progress of the duo, Sam charging in and swinging his sword in various directions and slicing them into pieces, while Cherri threw several bombs, blowing up several demons that got in their way.

"Yo, how're we supposed to stop them?!" An imp called, before Sam appeared behind him with blinding speed.

"That's the best part," Sam said with a cheeky grin. "You don't."

Before the imp could act, Sam swiftly swung his sword and sliced the imp in two, before seeing a burlier imp step out carrying a rocket launcher.

"Eat this!" He yelled before firing, the rocket flying towards Sam, but Cherri jumped in front and practically snatched the rocket out of the air and threw it back.

"Oh shi-" The burly imp didn't even finish his sentence before the rocket exploded, killing him and a few other demons, while Sam and Cherri had a passionate make out session.

"Fuck this, I'm outta here!" One of the imps threw his gun to the ground and ran past the two. "The Bonnie and Clyde of Hell don't fuck around!"

"The fuck do ya'll think yer goin'!" A thick southern voice yelled over the loudspeaker. "I pay you pussies to guard the building, not run at the first sight of danger!"

"That cunt bastard…" Cherri snarled under her breath.

"Fuck you, Valentino!" One of the incubus' yelled back, running for one of the exits. "I wanna live! These bastards are your problem now!"

"You fucks are all fired!" Valentino yelled with anger before the loudspeaker died down.

"No care or respect for the lives of his men." Sam remarked with a shake of his head. "Bastard's worse than Armstrong."

The two moved upward, going down another hall…

"Stop! Stay away!"

Before they heard a female voice coming from one of the rooms. Taking a peek, they saw two female demons, a succubus and a fox, both cornered by a large, fat pig demon stripped down to his underwear.

"Don't try to fight it," The pig demon chuckled darkly. "In this line of work, there ain't no such thing as no-"

He didn't finish before Sam's sword stabbed through his chest and he was then sliced into pieces, then exploding into bits and pieces when Sam sheathed his sword.

"Disgusting." Sam said. "Such disturbing level of disregard for standard."

Before he and Cherri left, the vixen demon spoke up, "Wait! Thank you for saving us!"

"You're looking for Angel Dust, right?" The succubus asked, earning a nod from the jaguar. "Then you'll find him and Valentino on the seventh floor. That's where Val does his more 'exclusive' interviews."

"Won't ask for details." Sam said. "Many thanks, now get out of here."

Jaguar and cyclops proceeded up the stairs, reaching the second floor before coming upon a large set of golden double doors with a large V on the surface.

"Thinks he's all that, but it's just gaudy." Sam scoffed before drawing out his sword and cutting down the door, then kicking the sliced-up door off its hinges, revealing a rather spacious room with a massive chandelier hanging in the center, a rather large vanity station off to the left side and rather curious set of curtains to the right. Overall, the room looked like a luxurious hotel penthouse.

Sam gave an impressed whistle before he and Cherri turned to the sound of slow clapping, seeing Valentino sat on a luxurious couch at the far end of the room.

"Bravo, truly a show to behold," The tall moth demon declared with a toothy grin. "You certainly aim to impress, Bonnie and Clyde of Hell."

"Valentino, eh?" Sam said, rubbing a thumb and finger against his chin. "I figured you'd be bigger."

"Yeah, I had a feelin' that you two would come bustin' down my door." Valentino retorted. "Made of Italian maple, by the way!"

"What did you think would happen when you took my BFF, fuck face?!" Cherri growled, fists clenching. "Now where's Angel Dust?!"

"I was simply taking back my property, skank." Valentino shrugged, not even bothered by Cherri's outburst. "Figured that little fag's been hiding for long enough."

"Valentino, you already saw what we can do." Sam spoke up. "So, unless you want more damaged property, I suggest you tell us where Dusty is."

Growing irritated, Valentino pulled on a tassel, causing the large curtain on the right to open up, Sam and Cherri looking to see Angel Dust stripped naked and handcuffed to a king-sized bed, and looking drugged out of his mind.

"Angie?!" Cherri gasped in shock before turning to Valentino with an angry stare. "What the fuck did you do to him?!"

"Testing a new drug to give him more stamina while staying obedient." Valentino said with a sadistic grin. "So, unfortunately, he's in no condition to chat, so you might as well leave."

Cherri immediately ran over to Angel Dust's side, with Sam following behind, Angel Dust looking drugged out of his mind.

"Angie, can you hear me?" Cherri asked, shaking her friend.

Although Angel Dust barely registered Cherri's presence, he definitely took notice of Sam, "Hey there, stud. Wanna taste of the angel cake?~"

Shaking his head, Sam only responded by slapping Angel Dust hard in the face several times, getting some semblance of sense back into his system.

"Tell me something, Dusty," Sam spoke. "Do you truly wish to redeem yourself? Or is it just an excuse to hide from Valentino?"

Surprised by this, Angel took a few minutes to think, looking back on the moments he shared with Charlie and the hotel staff. Thinking back on those moments brought a tear to his eyes.

"If I can be honest, at first I wasn't takin' any of it seriously." Angel admitted. "But after I spent more time with the gang, got to know them better, I began to see them as family." He chuckled sadly. "I'd do a lot more, if I wasn't trapped by Val."

"Say less, my friend." Sam smirked, then stood up and faced the pimp lord, who got up from his couch. "Now Valentino, I'm giving you one chance to give up; never harass the hotel, Charlie, or Angel Dust ever again and I may let you live."

Cherri frowned at this. Was Sam seriously considering letting this sleezball live?

"Are you kidding me?!" Valentino snarled. "You break into my place, steal my property, trash the joint; not to mention ruining my credibility, my money, my way?! I feel transgressed and violated! AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY!"

"Eh, had to try." Sam shrugged before drawing his sword, then swinging at the handcuffs holding Angel Dust, freeing him. "Cherri, get Dusty here out, while I talk with Val about Dusty's retirement plan."

"You got it!" Cherri nodded without hesitation, before hefting the spider demon over her shoulder and making for the door.

"Okay, Val," Sam said with a smirk, taking a samurai stance, his sword crackling with red energy. "Let's dance."


Play Addict, the version by NateWantToBattle


Valentino drew out a pair of golden pistols and opened fire, Sam dashing forward and swinging his sword to block the bullets before he soon closed the distance and swung downward, and in response, Valentino pulled out one of his canes to block, then made to jab Sam in the face with his cane, but the Brazilian jaguar ducked under the attack and raised his blade.

"Amateur!" He taunted before slashing downward, Valentino barely able to block with his cane, but the attack still pushed him back, leaving him open to a vertical slash from Sam, causing him to stumble. Regaining balance, Valentino tried to shoot at Sam, but that proved fruitless as Sam simply blocked the bullets with his sword before charging said sword with energy, then sending a whirlwind to throw Valentino off, before closing the distance and swing his sword, Valentino barely able to block.

"Come now, Valentino, is that the best you can do?" Sam taunted with a shit eating grin on his face. "I expected more from someone like you!"

"Depends on how much you dance; so DANCE!" Valentino roared before jumping back, pulling out his pistols and firing.

"That won't work!" Sam laughed as he easily blocked once again with his sword.

Growling, Valentino aimed one of his guns upward, toward the chandelier, and fired, breaking the chain holding it up, hoping it would crush him…

Zandastu!

But time slowed for Sam once more, as he swung his sword in various directions, easily slicing up the chandelier into harmless bits of metal, before time soon returned, the sliced-up bits falling to the ground.

Valentino was utterly dumbstruck. How could an ordinary man move with such speed?!

"Come now, Valentino," Sam invited with arms spread out. "Don't be shy."

Having had enough of the cheeky taunting, Valentino grabbed another cane and lit both canes aflame before charging forward, both canes colliding with Sam's sword, the Brazilian grinning with excitement.

"Now we're talking!" Sam declared, as a black face guard appeared over the lower half of his face.

Valentino grew more irritated before swinging his flaming canes, only for Sam to parry and deliver fast sword strikes to Valentino's torso, before delivering a high kick to the head, disorienting the pimp lord a bit before hitting him with a shoulder tackle that sent him tumbling. Getting to his feet, Valentino spun his canes in his hands before slamming the ends down, sending a wave of flame toward his opponent. Thinking fast, Sam charged up some energy before swinging his sword out, sending another whirlwind out, and while it stopped the flame attack, it caused the flames to erupt, sending fire around the room and catching most of the room aflame.

"Don't you know that winds only make flames stronger?" Valentino taunted with an evil grin. "By the time I'm done, you'll be thrown away like a used condom!"

"As if you actually use them." Sam retorted, that cheeky grin never leaving his face.

Already enraged, Valentino pointed his canes and fired a stream of fire like a flamethrower, but Sam spun his sword in front of him, sending the flame in other directions and causing the room to be set on fire even more. Deciding to wrap things up, Sam sheathed his sword and dashed forward, easily evading gun fire from Valentino, then jumped forward and pulled the trigger, quick drawing his sword and slashing at the demon, easily slicing one of his canes in half and slashing his torso, sending him tumbling to the ground.


Song ends


Cherri and Angel Dust watched in amazement, as Sam approached the fallen pimp lord, Valentino covered in cuts and sporting a large slash wound on his torso.

"It's over, Valentino." Sam said as he sheathed his sword. "Now, leave Angel Dust and the hotel be, or the next time we meet will be your last."

Cherri couldn't help but feel the anger building up. After all he's done, was Sam really going to allow this scumbag to live another day?!

"You're not gonna kill me?" Valentino asked.

"Consider this your only warning." Sam said. "You no longer own Angel Dust like a toy."

Sam made to walk away, but the sinister chuckling of the pimp lord made him stop in his tracks.

"Get off your high horse, bitch." He said. "What? You think you're some white knight of justice or somethin'? Don't make me laugh!"

'Not good.' Cherri thought to herself. 'He's really not gonna…'

"Justice? Righteous? Those things don't mean shit down here!" Valentino yelled as he struggled to his feet. "Power, money, influence! Those are the only things that matter! Not some self-righteous bullshit!"

Sam said nothing, before pulling his sword out and looking at his blade, gazing at his reflection.

"And there's one thing that people like you are good at; and that's killin'!" Valentino went on. "All that talk of justice don't mean nothin' to a natural born killer." He then laughed. "So come on, Sammy! SHOW ME THE KILLER INSIDE!"

Sam sighed before turning towards the pimp lord, spinning his sword in his hand before stabbing it into the floor, then charging forward and swinging upward, Valentino barely able to jump back to dodge.

"THAT'S MORE LIKE IT!" Valentino roared before launching a fireball at Sam's feet, hoping the flames would consume him.

It didn't work, however, as Sam jumped through before he came in swinging, Valentino barely able to block with his remaining cane, before Sam soon sheathed his sword, then time seemed to slow once more, as Valentino charged forward, aiming to stab the end of his cane. Sam pulled the trigger, catching the sword with his free hand, then slicing Valentino's arm off, the pimp lord looking on in shock.

Time soon returned to normal, as Sam swung his sword in many directions, slicing through Valentino's body. Once he had stopped, he spun away, his sword partially in his scabbard.

"You're right about one thing, Val." Sam said. "I am a killer, and quite good at it. But there's one key difference between me and scum like you."

His sword almost in the sheath, Sam looked over at the soon bleeding overlord, a modest grin on his face, Valentino only looking on in utter shock.

"I maintain my humanity."

With a click of his scabbard, Sam turned away as Valentino then exploded into pieces, leaving nothing but chunky pieces of blood and gore.

Cherri looked on in awe and what had happened and what Sam had said about maintaining humanity, 'Is that why he remains so…him?'

"Holy shit, that was sick!" Angel Dust cheered, the effects of the drug having worn off. "Finally, free from that bastard!"

Suddenly, a burning beam fell over, making the three remember that the room was on fire.

"Went a little overboard, eh?" Sam said with a chuckle.

"Well, I always planned on burning this joint to the ground." Cherri admitted. "But I prefer being on the outside."

Looking down, Sam saw Valentino's cane lying at his feet, then an idea formed in his head, before he then picked up the cane and slid it under the belt of his robes.

"Let's get out of here." He said.

"Hold up!" Cherri said before making her way over to the intercom, pressing the button and speaking into it. "Attention: Valentino is dead, and it's advised that you grab your shit and get the fuck out! Oh and the building's on fire, probably should've started with that. Anyways, goodbye and have a nice day!"

The three made for the door, only for a pile of debris to fall and block the way.

"The window!"

At Cherri's suggestion, they ran for the window, quickly opening it and seeing how high they actually were.

"Don't suppose those wind powers of yours can get us down safely?" Cherri asked.

"I'm afraid not." Sam said. "I haven't developed my powers that far yet."

A sharp cough caused them to turn to Angel Dust with a smirk on his face.

"My time to shine.~"

Taking hold of his friends, Angel leapt out, shooting a string of web from his wrists, swinging onto the roof of one of the buildings.

"I didn't know you could do that." Sam said.

"Spider demon, duh!" Angel Dust stated with a smirk.

Cherri peered over the building's edge, looking at the burning porn studio and seeing the various sinners and demons running out and carrying many items.

"Well, Valentino's dead." Angel remarked as he faced Sam. "I'd offer a free shag, but you don't swing that way. How's about I treat you to one of my favorite Italian restaurants? My treat."

"More than happy to accept, friend." Sam grinned.

"So, what now?" Cherri asked. "We head back to the hotel?"

"Not yet." Sam said. "First, I need to stop by Sir Pentious first."

"What for?" Angel asked with a raised brow.

"Let's just say he owes me for sparing his life." Sam answered. "Besides, I figured I'd give him something to do."

"Want us to tell Charlie that you'll be late?" Cherri asked.

"Sure, but tell her to call me later." Sam nodded. "I'll her more once I've concluded things with the snake."

While this was going on, Sneaking Rodent watched from afar, taking pictures, before scurrying off into the shadows.


And there's another chapter! I was really looking forward to writing this chapter, especially the fight with Valentino and picturing how it would go down, and I think I pulled it off pretty well. And of course, what could Sam want with Sir Pentious? Could it have something to do with the cane he picked up? Hope you guys like it!

And I do need to address something before people get on my ass; yes, I'm well aware of Vaggie's sexuality, get off my back. And before you question it, I've already had Vaggie say that it would probably be a one time thing, and I have no plans of breaking them off just to pair Charlie with the thicc Brazilian man. An open relationship, maybe, but other than that, nothing more. Sure, Charlie would probably want to, but Vaggie wouldn't, except for maybe one time, since she's grown to trust him. Just thought I'd say this before certain people get on my ass. Once more, for the people in the back, Vaggie's still a lesbian, she and Charlie are still together and happy with each other, both are interested in having kids and are willing to do it with Sam one time, if not have an open relationship with him, since they trust him. Get it? Got it? Good.

Oh, and I should probably point out that, In Metal Gear Solid Peacewalker, there's a character called Strangelove, who was confirmed a lesbian. A lesbian that had a relationship with a man and even had his baby. But I don't see anyone batting an eye at that as much as they do over the people shipping Vaggie with Angel Dust.

Anyways, sorry for the rant, but I'm just certain that people are gonna get on my case for this, and I know that, no matter how much I clarify myself, people are still gonna twist what I make into something terrible. Again, I apologize for the rant, it's just that some people can be overly toxic when it comes to canon. And I've had my fair share of run-in's with toxic people on Twitter before, which if interested, you should definitely follow, for updates on my stories and other stuff.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter and hope you stay tuned for more! Reviews are greatly appreciated!