After the show Storm and Fat Nuggets decided to take a peak backstage to see if January's playing with Angel Dust.

"January are you back here?" Storm called out.

No answer, "January?"

Still no answer, "January?"

He glanced at Fat Nuggets in his arms, "Do you know where she went?"

He only oinked, which was to be expected.

"Me either,"

Just as he was about to call out again, a certain someone stops him in his tracks.

"Well, hey there stud,"

Storm turned to Angel Dust holding January lovingly in his four arms.

"This precious little baby belong to you?"

This time Storm made sure his voice wasn't a squeaky mouse's,

"Thank you, she wasn't any trouble, was she?"

Angel chuckled, "She tried to see if my fluff had any milk to spare."

He blushed, "Sorry, she's nursing and I'm putting her on a bottle to get her to stop."

Angel kissed her head, "Don't worry about it, after all who doesn't love sucking on big fat tits?"

Just as he said that January nipped him on his fluff again, Angel laughed it off, but Storm was horrified.

"January no girl, we don't do that to new friends, we don't bite without consent," Storm said sternly.

Angel's whole mood shifted he's never heard anyone say that to him before. Whenever he's on the job he's used to having demons grab and grope his body, this was like a foreign language to him.

"Are you okay?" Storm asked.

Angel blinked to regain his composure, "Yeah, I'm fine, it's just rare for someone to set boundaries."

This rubbed Storm the wrong way, before he could answer, Angel changed the subject.

"Thanks for babysitting my precious boy,"

"It's no problem, he and January have been getting along great,"

"Whose January?"

"My snow leopard kitty,"

January was giving Fat Nuggets kisses on his snout and the little piglet was happy as a clam. Angel's spider heart melted on the spot.

"Awww, nuggie's made a new friend,"

January happily chirped in agreement, hearing the snow leopard's birdy chirp made the spider demon's heart turned to soup.

"She sounds like a whittle bird!" Angel cooed.

He smiled, seeing Angel like this gave him the warm fuzzies. There's more to him then just being a porn star or someone's late night booty call.

"Hey snowflake, you there?" Angel joked.

Storm snapped out of his thoughts, he blushed, daydreaming's becoming a habit of his.

"Sorry just lost in thought,"

Angel grinned, "Were you thinking of me?"

Storm stammered, "I, uh, I *squeaks*."

Angel laughed, not at him but his adorable mousy noises. Storm wanted to melt like a popsicle from embarrassment. Angel stopped when he realized Storm wasn't laughing along.

He smiled, "Hey, there's no need to be embarrassed, I think your little noises are cute."

Storm perked up, "Seriously?"

He nods, "It's not the first time someone's gone speechless when they meet, the beautiful and sexy Angel Dust."

"I can imagine why," He blushed.

"Hey, after I get changed would you like to walk back to the hotel?"

Storm did a happy dance in his head,

"I'd like that,"

"Okay sugar, I'll just be a few minutes,"

After a bit Angel changed out of his stage clothes and into his usual attire. They went to the park to get some sort of fresh air. Storm kept trying to think of ways to start a conversation without being a squeaky nervous wreck. Luckily it was Angel who broke the awkward silence.

"So, how'd you kick the can?"

Storm was confused, "Excuse me?"

"You know, how'd you die?"

"I didn't die,"

Now it was Angel's turn to be confused, "What do you mean?"

"It's a long story, I don't know if you'd believe me,"

"Try me,"

Storm went on to explain what he told everyone at the hotel the night before, how he believes this is all a dream and he'll wake up soon. He also told him about his strange visions about a little girl that looks just like him, the memories he receives when he goes to sleep and how he can't remember who he was before all this. Angel just stared in disbelief with his mouth hung open. Either Storm's on a powerful high from a great drug, or he's brain damaged from falling down here.

"So, let me get this straight so I don't miss anything, you can't remember who you are because you think your dreaming and you'll wake up because the hotel helps your brain waves or whatever to calm down?" Angel asks.

Storm nods, "Pretty much."

Angel chuckled, "What are you taking sugar tits, whatever it is can I have some?"

"I'm not on anything, I swear,"

"If you're not on anything, then how do you explain the dreams?"

"I don't know,"

"Can you guess since you're so smart?"

Storm haven't thought about his dreams and why they felt familiar, they felt just that.

"Maybe it's a brain wave interference,"

Angel once again was confused, "A what?"

"It's when two waves of the same frequency bump into each other,"

Angel still wasn't following, "What does that have to do with your dreams?"

"I think my familiar visions are wave patterns that are making some sort of chain reaction, the problem is I don't know what's triggering it, but it's when I sleep,"

Storm glanced and saw that the spider was lost and had no idea what he's talking about.

"My dreams are maybe some sort of passage to a familiar past and the little girl that I keep seeing is the key to it,"

Angel didn't know whether to laugh or feel bad for him before he could comment he noticed Storm looking like he's seeing a ghost.

"You, okay sweetie?"

"I see her,"

"See who?"

"Turn around,"

Angel turns his head and all he sees is a bench and a tree, no little girl in a pink hanbok.

Angel waved his hand in front of Storm's face, "Are you sure you're not high?"

"No, I swear,"

"Did Husk give you booze for breakfast?"

Storm chuckled, "No, haven't had a drop."

"Okay, if you ain't high or drunk how do you know this is all a dream and what makes you think you'll snap out of it?"

Storm hadn't thought of that, he may not remember who he was before, but he knows this can't be real.

"Well, things like this can't really be explained unless there's some sort of reason behind it. I know my theory may not make a lot of sense and I question it too, but it's the only thing that makes sense at the moment, you know what I mean?"

Angel still didn't understand, but in a way, he could see where Storm was coming from; if he was in the ice demons' shoes, he'd think Pentagram City was a drug fever dream too.

"What about this little girl that looks like you, do you know her?"

"I don't but I feel like I do,"

Angel raised a brow, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"When I saw her in my dream, I felt her emotions and when I saw her in the club, she said she's me and when I tried to ask her, she said I'll find out soon,"

"When's soon?"

He shrugged, "No idea but I hope it's near."

"What do you think will happen when soon happens?"

"Maybe I'll get some answers on what's really going on and maybe that's when I'll wake up,"

Angel at this point didn't know what to think, only thing that came to mind was, 'is he serious, he has to be on drugs'; but it was nice to have a conversation where crazed fans aren't hounding him for autographs or drooling over how hot he was in his latest work. He didn't mind it but after a while it gets annoying and old. Angel may not understand what Storm's insane theory means but it's interesting to listen to.

Storm blushed, "Sorry do I sound crazy?"

Angel chuckled, "I think we're all crazy but,"

Angel leaned in close to his ear, so close that Storm could smell his perfume and feel his warm breath on his cold skin, and he felt his fluffy boobs taunting him to look down.

The spider purred while he ran his long finger along Storm's jawline, "Crazy is fucking hot, and it makes the bed-room scene flavorful."

Storm's face flusters a bright blue and he nearly fainted, if he gets even more bashful, he's going to have a massive nosebleed. He could feel his mousy squeaks rising but he cleared his throat before he could speak.

He nervously laughs, "I wouldn't call myself bedroom material."

Angel chuckles, "If you're lucky I can give you a discount on my services, one night with me is enough to get you closer to heaven."

As tempting as his offer sounded Storm didn't feel right accepting, he didn't want Angel to think he's viewing him as an object.

"I think I'm fine for right now, but thanks for the offer,"

This threw Angel off, no one's ever rejected his services before (aside from Alastor).

"You sure?"

Storm nodded, "If I ever decide to, it'd be because you want to, not because you have too."

Did Angel hear him correctly; he swears he just hallucinated when Storm said that. Angel must've looked like he's about to cry because Storm immediately rushed to his side.

"Oh no, are you okay, was it something I said?!"

Angel didn't realize his eyes and his cheeks were wet, he blinked his eyes repeatedly until his vision cleared.

Angel cleared his throat and wiped his eyes, "I'm fine, just got something in my eye."

Storm could tell he's lying, "Really?"

"I'm fine, no need to baby me, I'm a tough bitch,"

Storm didn't want to push the issue any further, "Okay if you say so."

Before they say anything else, they were interrupted by piglet oinks and snow leopard chirps. January was all fours while Fat Nuggets stood there confused as to what to do about his new friend, it looked like she was chattering at a squirrel that's trolling them from above the tree branches.

They both laughed at the silly display,

"January, are you trying to get the mean old squirrel?" Storm laughed.

She only chattered in response; poor Fat Nuggets didn't have a clue what she's doing.

"It's okay Nug's, she's just playing," Angel cooed.

They picked up their four-legged babies and walked back to the hotel.

"We're back bitches!" Angel shouts.

Not a second later Charlie came out and greeted them with a warm friendly smile,

"Hey guys, did you enjoy your walk?"

Angel grinned, "I gave little Stormy a show he'll never forget."

Storm laughed nervously, "Yeah, it was a great show."

"My offer still stands baby boy, if you want a sexy steamy night with me, I can hook you up,"

Storm blushed, "I'm fine, but again thank you."

Angel shrugged his shoulders, "Your loss, but if you change your mind, you know where to find me."

"I was wondering where you went Angel, I was worried about you,"

"Nowhere special, just work shit,"

"If you need anything I'm always here,"

Angel chuckled, "Thanks princess, I'll keep that in mind."

Later that night after dinner Angel sat in his room wearing his coziest pajamas while he had a chat with his favorite partner in crime.

"How's things with the blue asshole?" Cherri asked talking about Valentino.

Angel shrugged, "Same old, same old, but I did get to meet an adorable snow leopard while I danced for Mr. Vee."

Cherri was confused, "A snow leopard?"

"Yeah, but she was an adorable tiny baby who was hungry, what's that thing kittens do to their mama's tits to get milk?"

"Kneading, *chuckles* I'm guessing she made biscuits on your boob fluff hoping for a sweet treat,"

"*Laughs* if I had any tity milk to spare, Val would suck me dry,"

"Who'd the little cutie belong to?"

"Storm the ice demon, finally got up close and personal,"

"How's the big bad ice demon, was he scary?"

"Ha, no he's a shy little snowflake, when I sat on his lap to tease him, he squeaked like a mouse,"

Cherri laughed, "For real?"

"That's not all he thinks he's dreaming,"

She was speechless, "Seriously?!"

"I'm not making this up, he went on this explanation about how Hell is some sort of dream that's making his brain waves act crazy, and how this pathetic hotel calms them down and it'll help him wake up or something, there was also some other stuff, but it was hard to follow,"

Cherri didn't know what to think, should she laugh or feel pity, instead she snorted.

"Well, he's going to have a big surprise once he realizes he can't wake up."

Angel sighs, he remembers the shock of landing in Hell, but at least he didn't have amnesia. He couldn't picture what'd be like to be in Storm's place.

"You okay Angie?"

"Yeah, I just feel for him you know, he seems like an alright guy,"

"Do you like him?"

Angel blushed which was a surprise,

"I didn't say that; I said he's alright, and he's kind of cute."

Cherri chuckles, "I knew it."

Angel yawns which makes her smile,

"Hey Angie, why don't you get some sleep, your gonna need it, I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?"

"Okay love you sugar tits,"

"Love you too babe,"

Angel place his phone on his side table and brought Fat Nuggets towards his fluffy chest,

He purred while giving his sweet piglet a kiss, "Good night nuggies, daddy loves you."

Fat Nuggets smiles and gives his spider dad a kiss back, Angel drifted off to sleep happy to know that there's someone besides Cherri, who cares about him and treats him like he's got a brain.

End of chapter 16, thank you for being so patient. I started a new job and I've been busy. I don't know how often I'll post but I'll do the best I can. I hope you're enjoying it and I'll see you in the next chapter.