A/N: NSFW!

That's right, i writ a really crappy smut scene and was willing to share it with you.

I really want to carry on my other fics: The Tattoo Parlour and For You but i've gotten a writers block. Your lucky that i can still write chapters for this.

Charlie's POV

It was fairly quiet in the large white marble building. It looked the same as before but somehow different; ever since The Master started killing all the Angels God decided to up the security a little by adding more guards to the palace.

"Good luck," I breathed, turning to the other three who were now on the floor from the bad landing. Jake got up and was soon followed by Marshall.

"Wait, you mean your not coming with us?" Marshall helped his sister up as i shrugged, watching as Marceline dusted herself off.

"Nah, i got some...personal business to attend." And with that, i left without another word.

"What do you think she meant by 'Personal Business?' She isn't going to murder everyone is she?" Jake asked, staring at Marshall who was now looking up at the ceiling.

"I dunno." Marceline said, joining her brother. Jake squinted up at the large black cross that was dangling from the ceiling.

"Shouldn't we be killing someone?" He asked, snapping the pair out of their trance.

"Yeah, its through their." Marshall looked over to a pair of large wooden doors and walked over to them, followed by the others. They opened them and found that they led to what seemed to be a training room, where none other than Hercules was stood, swinging a sword at a wooden dummy.

"This seems too easy..." Marceline whispered, getting the attention of the ginger god.

"And...who would you be?" He asked, tightening his grip on the weapon. Marshall and Jake shoved Marceline infront of them.

"I'm your new personal trainer." Marshall slapped his palm onto his forehead before grinning and nodding at Hercules. Marceline began to wander around the room, occasionally opening a cupboard or drawer, before she came to a door. She opened it but before she had the chance to have a proper look Hercules cleared his throat.

"That would be the toilet." Marceline froze and closed the door, giving a pretty satisfied look.

"Yes..." She said as she turned to the god. "Where would the weapons be?" Hercules swung his sword round and pointed it to another cupboard, Marceline stared as if she was offended at the weapon before opening the door and taking two swords out, passing one to Marshall.

"My assistant would like to know where the...erm...beds are?" Hercules arched a brow before jabbing Marshall in the chest with the sword.

"This one?" Marceline shook her head and watched as the Angel moved the weapon towards Jake, prodding his neck with the end.

"Why am i the assistant?" Jake groaned as he followed Hercules out the room.

"So, we wait for them to come back and kill him?" Marshall nodded and began to swing his sword around.

"Can i keep this?"

I was stood outside the throne room, waiting for the guards to stop talking to God about how another Angel had gone missing last night. As soon as they left i walked in, getting Gods attention almost immediately.

"Charlie McQueen, How nice it is to see you again." I looked up into his light green eyes and glared.

"Your happy to see me? after what, i..i stole from the weapons department, called you a jolly bastard and not to mention that time i screwed up and became your 'Little disappointment', your happy to see me?" Gareth sighed and stood up, walking down the entire length of the room to put a hand on my shoulder.

"I'll give you another chance, stay here and I'll find a way to make you an angel again." I scowled and shook his hand away.

"Make me." He smiled sadly and shook his head.

"You know i cant."

"Great," I drawled, rolling my eyes.

"Tell me, why have you come back if your not here to stay?" He asked quietly, leading me towards the three thrones with a hand on my back.

"I need to tell you something." We sat down and suddenly, i felt so small on the large chair. "There's a boy...and i think I'm in love with him." Gareth chuckled and smiled at me.

"And why is that a problem?"

"You said i cant fall in love." I leaned back and threw my legs over the arm of the throne. Another chuckle escaped his lips.

"Everyone has a soul mate Charlie, I thought you of all people would know that."

"Yeah but he's a jerk." I grumbled, crossing my arms.

"What's his name?"

"Emmett."

"Let me tell you something." He relaxed a little and leaned forward, his green eyes softening slightly. "I know nothing about love, you know everything. And yet here you are saying that your 'Soul mate' is a jerk. I don't know about you but I'd say you haven't given this Emmett boy a chance."

"But i don't like him, he literally make's me feel sick."

"Nerves?" He suggested with a wink. I shook my head and stood up.

"I highly doubt it."

"You'll be back." he called once i reached the door, i ignored him and walked away.

The hallways seemed never ending as i searched for the others, at first i thought that i was walking in circles until i found something that i hadn't seen in a long, long time.

A glass case stood underneath a portrait of me. It was actually me.

"I look hot." I said with a smirk before opening the case and grabbing the first thing. It was my Knife of Hearts that i rarely used. I ran my finger along the blade and accidentally punctured it at the tip, i watched as the blood ran down to my palm before wiping it on my jeans and taking out the second thing in the case. My red leather jacket which i had made especially, it had the words Charlie's Angels written in white on the back which made me grin whenever i saw it, now it just makes me remember.

The third and final object in there was my trusty bow, i had already taken the arrows when i left but forgot the bow. It was pink, unfortunately, and never missed a shot. I put the jacket on and put the bow over my shoulder before pocketing the knife and once again headed towards where i thought the others would be.

"Tell me...who are you again?" Hercules panted, now on the floor, Marceline's sword threatening to slit his throat as Jake and Marshall stood behind her.

"We're Super." Marceline muttered, moving her sword to his chest.

"Sneaky.." Marshall said with a smirk.

"Secret.."

"Agents." Everyone turned to look at the door to see Charlie stood, leant against the wall, with a smirk.

"Charlie McQueen, your back?" Hercules stared at the brunette, his eyes blinking several times before she spoke.

"I had a chat with God," She paused before walking over to him, Marceline backed away and watched as she helped the man up. "He said that i could become an angel again."

"And you declined?"

"Obviously."

"So," The ginger boy swallowed and looked back at the others. "Your agents?" Charlie rolled her eyes and nodded to Marceline who swung her sword down at Hercules shoulder, cutting his arm clean off. His bright red blood stained the floor as it pooled around his now lifeless body.

"Alright Marce," Marshall began, patting Marceline's shoulder. "Drink up and hopefully you'll be using magic in no time." Marceline decided to not ask questions and dipped two fingers into the sticky liquid. Her face contorted into a look of disgust as she licked the blood off her fingers.

"God, i think i prefer Devon's blood." Then, Hercules body began to blow for a few seconds before Marceline's eyes flashed. She raised her hands in front of her face and conjured what looked to be like a ball of sparks in her hand. "How do i know how to do this?"

"All knowledge from him went into you. Including Magic, also your eyes are blue." Jake was right, Marceline's eyes were now a bright blue. Charlie immediately thought of Bonnibel's eye's before realising that hers were darker than Marceline's.

"But...But my ring is on!"

"Yeah...that doesn't stop you from doing magic."

"Guys," Charlie said impatiently as she bounced on the balls of her feet. "Shouldn't we get going? I mean...we did just kill a god and all.." Jake nodded and walked over to Charlie, wrapping an arm around her.

"I'm with Charlie." The brunette ducked under the arm and stepped away from the werewolf, rolling her eyes at him.

"Lets go." Marshall muttered, reaching into his pocket and once again pulling out a small shard of glass. They all placed their hands on it and were instantly transported back into the hallway at school. Everyone except Charlie were all on the floor.

"Why, is it just you who knows how to land properly?" Jake asked, pushing himself off the floor. Charlie shrugged for what seemed to be the umpteenth time and walked off, going to her next lesson.

Charlie's POV

I walked into the classroom and ignored the looks i got from the rest of the class, Emmett was sat in the seat next to mine so, obviously, i sat next to Hayden.

"Hey, what's up with your old seat?" She asked, her golden brown eyes glinting in the light. I shook my head and looked to the front.

"Charlie, where have you been all lesson?" The teacher asked, making Ellen snicker.

"I lost my jacket when i got here, went to get it." It was simple, easy enough for even Ellen to understand but..not for the teacher apparently.

"And why did it take you so long to return?" I stayed silent for a while before Emmett spoke up.

"I kept her behind after last lesson."

"Ooh, someone totally snogged the new girl." I was seething, i turned to Emmett and threw the first thing i could get out of my bag; my necklace that i still hadn't put on yet. He caught it and looked to see what it was before smirking and throwing it back to me.

"We didn't kiss, We bumped into each over earlier and we dropped our textbooks."

"I picked up hers by mistake and vise versa." He finished, after i had put my necklace on. The teacher stared us before carrying on with the lesson.

"You totally owe me for saving you back there." Emmett informed me once i was at my locker.

"Get screwed, puppy boy."

"Puppy boy, what's that supposed to mean?" I looked up at him with a bored expression.

"It means that you follow me around like a lost puppy. Now do me a favour and play dead." Emmett put a hand on his heart and stared at me, his mouth hanging open like a fly trap.

"Ouch, and here i was thinking i already did you a favour."

"I didn't need your help, i don't need anyone's help. In fact, i don't need anyone at all."

"Hey," He put his arm in front of me to stop me from leaving. "Everyone needs someone, even you."

"Well that someone will definitely not be a lost puppy." I turned and walked away, not looking back at him until i was at my next lesson.

Marceline was sat in her seat, flirting awkwardly with Bonnibel. I smiled and sat down in the middle desk, watching as Marceline mouthed 'I love you' to the pinkette who simply smiled and blushed.

"You, are the sappiest person i know." Marceline just flagged me off and began to doodle in her book. It was then that i noticed that the teacher wasn't here. "Where's Miss?" I hissed, tapping her desk to get her attention.

"She's always late." I nodded and fiddled with my necklace.

"Charlie McQueen." I heard someone announce, i looked over and saw Mark, Ellen and Emmett in a corner with Hayden and her brother.

"Hey, you guys can get fucked if your going to use my name in a sentence."

"Yeah?" Ellen said in her usual annoying voice. "Are you going to make me?"

"You wish," I growled, standing up and walking over to her, shoving Emmett and Mark out of the way.

"I do wish, i wish that one day...i'll meet my soul mate."

"Your already with him you idiot." Ellen stared at me before grinning and wrapping her arms around Mark.

"Your right!" She exclaimed, kissing Mark once on the cheek. I sighed and walked back to my seat, only just noticing that Emmett was standing in front of me.

"What?"

"Whose my soul mate then?"

"Huh?"

"Well...You seemed to know all about love and soul mates with Ellen so, what about me?" I stared at him as if he had just grown a second head.

"I don't know, ask the red string on the end of your finger." I said jokingly, he looked down at his pinkie finger and squinted. "Plonker.." i muttered, chewing the end of my pencil.

"How do you know each over?" I looked over at Marceline and then back at Emmett who was still looking at his finger.

"He followed me home." i mumbled, looking up when the teacher arrived.

"Emmett, sit down." He looked up and then thrusted his pinkie out to the teacher.

"There's no red string." Miss Conners looked at him with a puzzled expression before realising what he meant.

"You believe in that?"

"It was Charlie who told me about it." He explained, the teacher looked down at me, apparently waiting for an answer.

"I do believe in the whole red string belief." Ellen began cackling as Emmett sat down and the teacher completely forgot about the conversation, starting the lesson.

Marceline's POV

I smiled at bonnie and intertwined my fingers with hers, making her smile back at me. She had agreed to tutor me in English and Science so that we could spend more time together. I sighed and saw down in my bed, thinking about how i was going to pull all this off. I couldn't not practice my new magical abilities but the again i couldn't not hang out with Bonnibel.

"What's up?" She said with a sad smile, sitting next to me and resting a hand on my shoulder.

"I have a secret...and I'm not allowed to tell anyone."

"But?" I let out a shaky breath and looked into her eyes, and thats when i realised something. Jake had said my eyes were blue so...why wasn't she saying anything?

"But i want to tell you...i have to..." I paused, i couldn't lie to her..could i? "Wear contacts for a while."

"Oh." And then i kissed her, i don't know why but i did. It was like suddenly, i was filled with this want, this hunger deep down inside of me that ive been trying so hard to keep in control. My tongue impatiently shoved its way into her mouth, making her whimper slightly before clawing at the back of my neck, pulling me closer as we fell backwards onto the bed.

Our breaths came out short and ragged as we ripped our clothes off, not parting the kiss for a second. I moved my lips off hers and relocated my mouth to her jaw, licking and sucking at every inch of skin i could. Her hands searched my body, exploring every part of me that she could get to.

"I'm also this really cool super hero." I breathed, making her grin and nibble the tip of my ear.

"Which one?" she said with a smirk, trailing kisses up and down my throat, her hand moving around in circles on my stomach.

"That awesome Demonic Saviour, i'm pretty sure you kissed her right?" The pinkette giggled as i moved my mouth down to her breast, taking one in my hand before nibbling on her small, sensitive nipple.

"Yeah.." She moaned, sending a shiver down my spine. Everything i did, everything we did was so powerful it was like getting hit by lightning and surviving. My hand trailed down her stomach, stopping at her waist before going further. I moved back up to kiss her, grinning as i began to rub her entrance.

"Are..you..sure?" I said between breaths, my fingers threatening to push inside of her. She nodded her head and grabbed my hair, pulling me in for another kiss. I began to slowly thrust my finger in and out, earning another moan. I soon entered another and began to pick up the pace, letting out a small throaty moan when i felt her fingers slip into my own entrance.

"M-Marce!" She whimpered, throwing her head back. "I-I'm gonna.." we both came at the same time as she slanted forwards, resting her head on my shoulder. I smiled down at her and kissed the top of her head, very slowly i fell asleep to noise of her gentle breathing.

A/N: Can i just say that I've never written a smut scene in my life, Also can i please suggest a band for all you lovely people? Maybe a few songs as well?

Relient K: Candlelight (Coming soon to this very fic.), Over it, Forget and not slow down, i dont need a soul, the best thing...basically every song they've ever done. Those are just a few of my favourites.