The Hazbin Hotel...
"Rise and shine, everyone. Today's the day we for the talking circle, so let's see some big smiles, everyone!" Charlie cheered out, standing by the doorway alongside Vaggie while Husk and Angel shambled into the room. Her attempt at livening the two attendees was met with zombie-like groans from the two guests who had either woken up or simply didn't want to come in the first place.
"That's the spirit!" The hotel owner said in another earnest attempt to bring some zeal to this event. Husk was the last person to walk in, though he seemed so hungover that he accidentally tripped on his own tail.
"FUCK!" Husk cursed aloud, hitting the wooden floor. Alastor, who was making his way to the talking circle, took notice of Husk's spill, casually marching up to the downed cat demon and grabbing him by one of his red wings.
"Three sheets to the wind as always, eh Husker?" The Radio Demon teased much to the drunken feline's ire, dragging him into the room by his red wings before the hotel organizers followed suit.
"Shut up..." The alcoholic doorman groaned before being seated on a chair by his cannibalistic associate. The demonic attendants of the Hazbin Hotel had all gathered around in the circle, finding a seat for themselves. Charlie and Vaggie helped themselves to two seats, preparing to start the talking circle. However, they soon noticed that the circle was two members short.
"Hey, where's Oogar and Niffty?" Vaggie asked, though her question was immediately answered when the floor itself began to shake, prompting two demonesses to cling onto their chairs. Husk and Angel meanwhile came flopping out from their seats while Alastor remained sitting, unfazed by this minor tremor. Oogar came racing in at a moderate pace with Niffty riding atop his back like a horse jockey.
"WOAH THERE, OOGAR!" Niffty said exclaimed, slightly squeezing his shoulders as a cue for him to stop. The caveman came to a stop, firmly planting his feet against the wooden floor with enough force to kick up a cloud of dust. Said cloud was immediately sucked into a dust buster courtesy of Niffty.
"We're here!" The caveman happily announced. Niffty slid down the giant's back and gleefully skipped over to the nearest empty chair.
"It's way too fuckin' early for this..." Angel grumbled before being picked off from the floor and seated back onto his chair by Oogar. Meanwhile, Alastor telekinetically lifted Husk to his original seat, a red aura enveloped the winged demon as his body dangled in the air like a marionette.
"Perfect timing, Oogar! We were just about to get started." Charlie congratulated Oogar on his attendance, making her adopted son giddily smile before he helped himself to two chairs that were big and wide enough for a demon his size. With everyone here, the talking circle could finally commence.
"Good morning, everyone!" Charlie greeted enthusiastically. "Now that we're all here, let me be the first to welcome all of you to the talking circle where we'll discuss a little bit about ourselves to establish a connection with each other. You're not just a guest here at the Happy-"
"-Hazbin!" Alastor corrected.
"-Uh...H-Hazbin Hotel, you're a soul on the path of redemption!" Hell's Princess continued, getting an eager gasp from both Oogar and Niffty, who seemed to be the only demons visibly interested in this gathering apart from Alastor, but there was no telling if his smile was genuine or not.
"Now, we're gonna start relatively small just so we can get an understanding of who we are and slowly build upon it," Vaggie explained, pulling out a clipboard and pen. "I've personally taken the initiative of jotting down notes throughout this session."
"Right, and I'll be the one to ask any questions. We'll start by asking some basic questions such as likes and dislikes and see just where it takes us. Let's start with you, Angel." Charlie said, shining the spotlight on the spider demon, who seemed more interested in examing his nails than this discussion.
"...Uh... Angel." The Hotel Owner spoke up, though it didn't seem to catch the pornstar's attention.
"ANGEL!" Vaggie barked, spooking Angel as his head frantically darted side to side to route out whoever called his name.
"AH! Who said that! I- Uh... Uh..." The spider demon directed his attention to Charlie and Vaggie, scratching the back of his head. "Who we talkin' about?..."
"It's your turn to talk, Angel..." Vaggie groaned irritability, knowing full well that her patience was going to be put to the test with him.
"What do you like the most?" Charlie inquired, Vaggie clicking her pen to begin documentation. Though, right when Angel was about to open his mouth, the Hispanic demoness quickly chimed in.
"That has nothing to do with your line of work..."
"...Hm. Drugs." Angel answered with deadpanned inflection, carelessly leaning back against his chair. Vaggie clenched the pen tightly and took in a deep breath to refrain herself from punching his lights out, Charlie's eyes nervously darted to her lover in the off chance that an assault would occur.
"Hehe... Erm... Anything else besides that?" Charlie built upon her question, Angel began tapping on his chin upon taking her inquiry into consideration.
"Aquariums and my pet pig, who I can't seem to find and I'm going to lose my shit in the next hour..." Angel answered, prompting Vaggie to scribble down on her clipboard. Right when he said that, the fur on Oogar's chest began to ruffle and fringe about before Fat Nuggets popped his head out from the caveman's chest much to the surprise of everyone present at the discussion.
"Oh. That why chest was snoring." Oogar remarked, letting the swine wriggle free from his chest fluff before catching him right when Fat Nuggets fell out from the behemoth's torso. Oogar lowered his hand to the ground to let the little pig scamper over to his master, who immediately picked him up and proceeded to smother him with an endless supply of hugs and kisses.
"Looks like that mystery solved itself." Charlie giggled before moving her attention to Niffty, who just so happened to be seated next to Angel. "Alright, Niffy, your turn! What are your-"
"Oh my goodness! Where do I even start?! I like cooking, cleaning, dancing, sleeping, breathing, eating, jumping, running, killing, gutting, burning bodies, hiding evidence-" The One-eyed Maid was now locked in a seemingly endless list of her personal interests, one that the other participants were having difficulties keeping track with. Husk pinched the bright of his nose and sighed with exasperation, Vaggie's hand was starting to physically cramp as her notes started to devolve into frantic scribbles, and Angel's brain was on the verge of short-circuiting if he heard another word from the chattering demon.
"Mhm. Yes, Yes... Mhm. That is a very yes!" Oogar said with genuine fascination, a hand cupped over his chin while his head nodded along to Niffty's ramblings despite the fact that he failed to keep up midway through.
"-dark and tight spaces, sewer diving, dressing up rats in handmade dresses, picking roadkill off the street and studying it-"
"Okay, Niffty, I think we've heard everything we need to know..." Charlie said with a nervous chuckle.
"Awwww, really? I wasn't halfway done..." Niffty whimpered like a puppy, her lip quivering and her singular eye welling up with bubble-like tears.
"I know and there's nothing wrong with having a plethora of interests but you don't have to list ALL of them. Just the ones you are most passionate about." Charlie elaborated.
"But these ARE the ones I'm most passionate about, Charlie…" The cyclopean demon whined, stamping her feet in a bratty manner.
"Hmm... How about this, you list things you dislike BUT narrow it down to your personal top three. How does that sound?" The demonic princess offered, Niffty seemed reluctant considering she had as many peeves as she did pleasures though she accepted nonetheless.
"Alrighty... So, three things I don't like, eh? Umm... Runs in my stockings, cleaning up Husk's puke, and elbows." Niffty listed off her personal pet peeves, her last comment warranted a funny look from Vaggie.
"Elbows?..." Vaggie questioned, raising a brow.
"They're weird, boney, and I just don't like them." Niffty explained, further baffling the hotel manager.
"You have... Never mind, Oogar, you're up." The Hispanic demoness called out to her son, who quickly sat upright, politely clasped his hands together, and smiled underneath his beard. "What do you like personally?"
"Oh... Oogar like making drawings, hugs, and... brownies! Oogar like brownies, they are uh... bee knees!" The caveman declared wholeheartedly, warming the hearts of his mothers with his attempt at modern slang. Angel tried to brush off Oogar's naivety with cynicism but he couldn't help but be charmed by the caveman's jubilance.
"And as for what Oogar doesn't like... uh... asparagus, agriculture, and... c-cold..." Oogar seemed to pause with fear from his last statement, concerning Charlie and Vaggie. Though, not even a second later, the prehistoric demon snapped back to his normal self as though nothing happened. "B-But, Oogar do have something to share! It very good!"
"Oh?" Charlie said curiously. "That's amazing! Go right ahead and tell us."
"Here, let Oogar show you!" said the caveman before reaching into his chest, searching through his thick hide as though he were going through a cupboard. Everyone all watched in confusion and anticipation.
"Hmmm... No... Not it... Nope... Nada... OH! OOGAR FOUND IT!" Oogar announced before pulling out a massive washtub that was filled near the brim with mud. The caveman proceeded to place it in the center of the talking circle.
"SWEET MOTHER OF GOD, A BATHTUB." Niffty gasped, her pupil shrinking with amazement and slight horror.
"Filled with mud!" Oogar emphasized, leaving the cyclopean in a state of near shock. However, everyone else present was rightfully confused. Angel blinked twice at the muck-filled pail before hitting Oogar with a questioning glare.
"...Okay, uh... Why?" Angel plainly asked.
"Watch and learn!" Oogar said before directing both his hands at the container and pushing a substantial amount of focus into staring at the tub. Oogar's hands were beginning to tremble and his eyes became bloodshot. The mud that filled the tub began to visibly bubble and stir about in the washtub.
"Yes, keep going..." Alastor encouraged, watching with great interest while tenting his fingers. Concerned for her son's wellbeing, and potential sanity, Vaggie tried to prevent whatever her son might get into.
"Oogar, I don't know what you're trying to do but-" Vaggie's sentence was interrupted when the caveman raised both of his hands in the air and with it, all the muck that was stewing about in the tub flew out from its metal container. A large glob of mud was now levitating in the center of the room with small lumps dripping down from the mass and splattering into the tub or onto the surrounding floor. A sight of which that forced Niffty to suppress her cleaning instinct for the sake of her friend.
"Woah! Oogar that's incredible!" Charlie remarked while Vaggie jotted down her notes on the clipboard with her eye still fixated on this odd, new ability from her son. Angel recounted when Oogar took care of that prankster who tripped him a couple of days ago, the spider demon couldn't help but smirk at that asshole's plight. Husk seemed the least impressed as he promptly took a swig from his flask though Alastor seemed rather intrigued at this display. Oogar lowered the mud back into its container, ensuring that it didn't fall back into the tub so as not to let it splash his family.
"Oogar learned this awhile ago. Still learning..." The caveman explained to the best of his ability. "But Oogar getting better at it."
"Well, Oogar, I have to say that's very good to hear! You're learning a lot more about yourself and what you can do." Charlie said with a genuine smile before directing her attention to the rest of the attendees.
"And this can apply to any one of you. We all have hidden talents and gifts that none of us ever knew we had but as you continue to grow and learn, then I'm sure all of you can change for the better." The Hotel Owner expressed compassionately.
"Charlie's right, just last weekend I found I could shoot milk out of my eye!" Angel backed up Charlie's claim in quite possibly the strangest way possible.
"...Yeah, see? There's always something to learn..." Charlie said, slightly unnerved by the spider demon's newly found attribute.
"I can give a demonstration~" Angel proposed with a chuckle, pulling out a glass pitcher of milk from seemingly out of nowhere.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Vaggie instantly objected.
"L-Later..." Charlie said, desperately trying to keep the horrid mental image out of her head so that she could have a good night's sleep. Angel casually shrugged and casually tossed the pitcher aside, prompting Niffty to quickly catch it.
"Anyways, why don't we move onto-"
"Wait! Oogar have one more thing to show. Been working on it but it might be good!" Oogar interrupted before directing his focus back to the tub with his arms held out. The muck inside of the tub started to swirl and rise, peaking from the rim.
"Uh, Mijo, I don't want to be mean but why don't we save this for later?" Vaggie said with a smile, slightly-worrisome smile.
"But Oogar want mama to see it! It good!" The caveman excitedly replied, the mud beginning to form into two uneven lumps. Oogar's fingers twitched and flickered as the two mud clods started to shape and mold into rudimentary, human-like statues. Due to their sludgy constitution, These effigies struggled to keep themselves upright, slowly sinking back into the tub. However, Oogar tried desperately to keep them straight as though he were a ceramist working on a pottery wheel.
"Err... Hang on. It not quite right." Oogar said continuing to reshape the statues while simultaneously keeping them in a perfect structure. It became evident that the caveman was trying to perfect the muddy structures but with every flaw he fixed, a new one took its place.
"Oogar, sweetie, I really think that you should-"
"N-no! Wait, Oogar can do this!" The caveman assured albeit, in a panicked tone, his fingers spastically twitching to keep the two mud statues from collapsing into mush. Niffty was on the edge of her seat, impatient to see what would become of Oogar's endeavors. However, Angel and Husk seemed the least interested with the feline on the verge of passing out. Oogar's hand movements grew erratic, the effigies shifting and changing with every finger convulsion. Speks of mud were jettisoned about every which way, prompting everyone to scoot back to avoid a splotch on their clothes.
Whether it was through panic or a desperate gamble, Oogar clapped his hands and in doing so, both statues merged with one another to form one giant muck column. Upon realizing his mistake, Oogar hastily outspread his arms in an attempt to bisect the mud pillar. However, his arms swung out too fast which in turn, resulted in a mire explosion that painted the walls brown. Oogar and the other hotel residents were splattered with a messy, omnidirectional blast of muck. Clothes were stained, hair was ruined, and fur was matted. Nobody was spared.
"OH FU-" Vaggie shouted, holding up her as she was hit with a grimy projectile that knocked her from her chair and sent her skidding down the floor. Charlie was stricken dead center in the face, a coat of mud now clung onto it, obscuring her eyes and mouth. Alastor didn't seem too fazed by the splash, he merely closed his eyes and mouth when being doused with muck before opening them again.
"Well then!" Alastor said, his smile remaining unaltered.
"EEEK! I'M FILTHY, FILTHY, FILTHY!" Niffty cried out in horror, flailing her arms about like a madwoman. The cyclopean demon ran around in circles, crying that her clothes, hair, and very soul were soiled.
"AH, FOR FUCKS SAKES! I JUST SHOWERED!" Angel groaned, shaking off whatever sludge he could get off with his four arms while excess mud dribbled from his hair and fingers. Husk, meanwhile, was buried beneath a muddy heap as his head poked out from the mound followed by his wings, resembling that of a snowman. As for Oogar, his anterior took up most of the blast with his back remaining dry and unmatted. The caveman blinked twice before looking down to see the mud that had gotten all over his shaggy coat before looking upon the mess he was responsible for.
"Oops..." The caveman mumbled to himself before his ears picked up on a pained groan from a familiar voice. Oogar spun around and gasped with horror, witnessing Vaggie lying on the floor covered in mud. Oogar shook off whatever mud he had that still clung to his fur before he frenetically bolted towards his adopted mother, knocking over a chair or two in the process. Upon reaching Vaggie, Oogar knelt beside Vaggie and gently lifted Vaggie into his arms.
"M-Mama!... Is Mama okay!?" Oogar said with a panicked tone.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. It's all fine. Just... Put me back down..." Vaggie groaned in response, holding her head with one hand while extending her other one out in an open palm. Oogar obeyed his mother's command, gently setting Vaggie back on the floor before wiping off any mud that had gotten onto her hair and clothes.
"Oogar sorry!... O-Oogar didn't mean to-" Before the mammoth demon could continue, Vaggie placed a hand on his wrist to prevent him from wiping away any more muck on her.
"It's fine, Oogar," Vaggie said with a hint of frustration in her tone as her son fearfully backed away, nervously holding his hands up. Terrified that a scolding was about to commence, Oogar braced himself for the worst but it fortunately never came. The Hispanic demoness only sighed in aggravation, looking down at her stained outfit.
"I'm just going to take a shower. Okay? Just remember you're not in trouble..." The hotel manager said before turning to the exit with her arms spread out so as to not get any more mud on her clothing.
"...Okay." Oogar said with a nod, watching as Vaggie stormed out of the room. A sensation of discomfort and shame was left stewing in the caveman's stomach.
Charlie wiped off the mud on her face before taking notice of her son, who seemed visibly distraught from this disaster. The demonic princess approached the giant, laying a soft hand on his back as the caveman glanced over at her, a saddened look was definite on his visage. Before saying anything, Charlie looked over to the mudbath that had befallen the room with attendees doing their best to clean themselves and Niffty huddled up in the corner, whimpering 'Unclean, unclean, unclean...' like a broken record.
"...Let's not worry about Vaggie right now, Oogar." Charlie sighed, patting him on the shoulder out of reassurance. "For now, let's get ourselves cleaned up."
Oogar's Room, Half an hour later...
Scrunched in his hotel room bathtub, Oogar felt the warm water fall down on him from the shower. His knees were bent and his back was forced into an upright position against the wall so that his massive frame could fit in the tub. Charlie, after having taken a shower of her own and throwing on a new outfit, assisted the caveman in cleansing himself as she held her son's helmet underneath the sink. Letting warm, soapy water run down the muck-caked helmet while scrubbing it down with a sponge. Upon wiping away the last speck of dirt, Charlie dried the helmet off with a warm towel before situating it onto the sink countertop.
"Okay, your helmet's all clean, son. How are you doing?" Charlie said, draping a towel over it before shifting her attention to the mammoth demon, who was currently scrubbing his face with a loofah. Oogar craned his neck slightly, facing the shower head as the running water washed off any soapsuds that lingered in his beard. The caveman proceeded to reach for the tap and switched the water off, proceeding to give his mother a thumbs up.
"Okay, great! Here's your towel by the way." Charlie offered as Oogar gingerly pulled himself onto his feet. Carefully stepping out of the tub while his head lowered so as to not touch the ceiling. However, despite his cautious procedure, Oogar clonked his head against the shower rod.
"Ow!" The mammoth demon chirped out, taking a step back to rub his head. Nearly slipping into the wall from the ankle-deep bathwater
"Oh no! Are you okay!?" Charlie yelped with concern, taking a step forward in case her son were to fall. Luckily, the caveman regained his balance and emerged from the bathtub, water dripping from his shaggy coat and onto the absorbent mat.
"Oogar okay. Just to dry off is all." He said, his mother handing him the towel. Oogar began to brush himself off, starting with his face and gradually moving down to his abdomen.
"Alright, I think you're all set. If there's anything else you need, son, I'll be happy to help!" Charlie said before turning to leave Oogar to his own devices.
"...Hey, Charlie?" Oogar asked, wrapping the towel around his waist.
"Hm?" The Hotel Owner stopped and looked over her shoulder, awaiting whatever the caveman had on his mind.
"Vaggie isn't mad at Oogar... Is she?" The caveman shyly spoke up, his eyes darting to the floor out of guilt. Charlie quickly approached her son, standing on her tiptoes so that she could reach his cheek in order to pat it.
"Hnngh... Of course not... nngh!... son... Hngh!... After all, it was...Nnngh... an accident!" The hotel owner said in between grunts only for the caveman to quickly fall down on his knees to face his mother at eye level.
"Oh, thank you." Charlie said with a nod, resting her soles back on the floor before softly caressing the caveman's cheek, moving her hand over to one of the horn-like tufts of fur that was sticking out from his helmet.
"Anyways, Vaggie knew you didn't mean anything by it." The hotel owner assured, feeling her son's head lean against his shoulder. "Though, might I ask... What exactly were you trying to do?"
"Oh... Oogar was trying to make statue for mamas. A gift for giving Oogar a home..." Oogar confessed, ashamed that his attempt ended in disaster.
"Awww... Sweetie, come here." Charlie said, touched by her son's words. The demonic princess calmly wrapped her arms around his back for a warm, motherly embrace. Oogar was quick to respond to her hug, the mammoth demon letting out a low whimper.
"I know you want to do something good for us and you genuinely mean that. But just know that you don't have to force yourself into anything to show your love." The hotel owner remarked before holding both of Oogar's hands.
"Right..." The caveman said with a nod before his eyes darted off to the side. "But Oogar also wants to know more. There might be more that Oogar knows about Oogar than Oogar could ever know... If that make sense..."
"...As confusing as that sounds, I think I get your point. It's amazing that you're learning more about yourself, whether it be a new talent or something we never knew we had. However, you must understand that we have to start small before we can make these big leaps." The hotel owner said before letting out a light chuckle.
"I remember when I first tried out my hellfire magic on my own, nearly burned the castle down. It was also the time that I learned about the F-Word!" Charlie laughed, looking back on her past blooper with her son joining in on the giggle fit.
"Hoho! Hope you got off with... WARMING!" Oogar loudly chuckled, Charlie cusping her mouth to stifle laughter.
"Looks like pun making is another skill you're learning..." She giggled before scratching beneath Oogar's chin. "Now who taught you that? Alastor? If so then I guess that's pretty en-DEARING of him!"
"OHOHOHO! Oooh... Good one..." The caveman belted out, sharing a hearty laugh with his mother. As the guffaw subsided, Oogar took a deep breath to regain his composure. "So... What does Oogar do now?"
"Well, that all depends on you, big guy. It's your choice." Charlie encouraged, letting go of her son's hands to give him a moment to think.
"Hm... Oogar don't know if he wants to talk to Vaggie yet…" He said, tugging at his own beard. "Maybe Oogar could apologize to Niffty. The mud attacked her too."
"I think that's a good choice. I think she's outside right now. Told me she was doing some disposal work… Whatever that means." Charlie said, slightly unnerved by her cleaning lady's cryptic message.
"Okay. Oogar go there!" The mammoth demon said before briskly leaving the room.
"Ah, ah! You're not going anywhere until I give you a kiss, big guy!" Charlie yelped, the larger demon halting abruptly.
"Oh! Hold on!" Oogar spun around and reentered the bathroom, bowing his head down to his mother. Charlie smiled and gave Oogar a peck on the forehead right before he exited his hotel room.
"Remember, Oogar! Don't take shi...um...crap from other demons!" Charlie called out right before the caveman left. Putting her hands on her hip, the hotel owner sighed with contentment. "Good save, Chuck. Good save..."
Outside of the Hazbin Hotel...
Amongst the fenced-off clearing, Niffty hauled a wheelbarrow that was loaded with mud from Oogar's accident. The cyclopean had already rinsed herself off from every molecule of muck with an emergency shower and took it upon herself to rid the hotel of this mud so that it may never begrime its walls ever again. The most sensible thing would've been to simply deep clean the room but, being the overly dramatic neat freak that she is, Niffty held a grudge against this mud... Somehow.
Though before Niffty could dump away the mud, she stopped in her tracks and closed her singular eye. Sighing to herself, Niffty set the wheelbarrow by a nearby dead tree and simply waited in place. The vibrations beneath her feet were already a good enough sign that Oogar was approaching, feeling the giant loom over her without the need to turn around.
"Hi, Niffty..." Oogar nervously greeted. "Oogar sorry for what happ-"
"So. Lemme get this straight..." Niffty said, slowly turning around all in the name of dramatic effect.
"You come waltzin' on back to me. After getting mud, not all over the room, but on ME as well! And you think you can come here and try to APOLOGIZE?" The cyclopean exclaimed, sassily folding her arms. Swaying her head in circles with every word with a bit of emphasis put behind it to heighten up her theatrics.
"Um... Yes." Oogar confirmed with a nod.
"WEEEEEEELLL... Lemme tell you what, OOGAR, IF THAT'S EVEN YOUR NAME!" Niffty bellowed, adding a southern accent to her voice for no apparent reason. The cleaning maid leaped onto Oogar's chest and grabbed him by the shoulders, looking the mammoth demon square in the eye with a piercing stare.
"But... That is Oogar's na-"
"Zip it, caveboy!" Niffty barked, putting a finger up to Oogar's lips.
"Now you gots a whole lotta nerve to see if you can kiss up to me with your itty bitty apology! BUT I GOT SOME NEWS FOR YA!" The one-eyed demon exclaimed, sliding back to the ground.
"There's only one way for you to atone, mister..." Niffty said, the caveman taking a step forward. Curious about what her proposition held.
"W-What is it?..." Oogar asked.
SPLAT!
The caveman didn't have time to react when a handful of mud was flung into his face. Oogar fumbled back for a moment, wiping away some of the muck that had gotten into his eye. As his vision cleared up, he saw standing before him, with a hand extended outward in a pitching position, Niffty. A big, confident, rosy-cheeked smile was worn proudly on her face.
"How about them apples, eh?~" Niffty taunted, putting her hands onto her hips in a cocksure manner. Looking at the mud that stained his hands and back at Niffty, a low grumble blew through Oogar's beard. Looks like chivalry was off the table. The caveman raised an arm and whipped his hand, sending speckles of mud right into Niffty's direction!
FLICK!
FLICK!
Niffty froze like a statue when the flecks of mud blemished her clothes, her pupil shrinking until it was a tiny dot in the center of her big, twitching eye. Oogar gave out a victorious huff, slapping his own chest as a sign of dominance.
"What Niffty have to say to THAT?" Oogar snapped back with a boisterous smile shrouded underneath his bushy beard.
"Oh. OH. OOOOOH! OHOHOHOHO! NOW YOU'VE DONE IT, BUCKO!" Niffty said, once again with an unnecessary southern accent. She slowly crept over to the wheelbarrow, her eye still fixated on the caveman who dared defile her a second time, on the same day no less.
"Get mud on me once, shame on you..." The cyclopean said, grabbing the wheelbarrow by its handles. Oogar tensed up for whatever tricks Niffty had up her sleeve as the cleaning lady turned the wheelbarrow around, her lips twisting into a manic grin.
"GET MUD ON ME TWICE, THEN ITS WAR!" Niffty cried out, tipping the wheelbarrow forward, still clutching the handles. All of the mud came splashing out from the barrow, flying right into the caveman's direction. With his reactions and geokinesis put to the test, Oogar held out his hand to stop the mire from hitting him. This partially worked as he managed to hold back a good portion of the splash though, some of it still managed to bespatter against his chest and forearm. The caveman narrowed his eyes, putting all of his concentration into keeping the mud elevator as he made a full three-sixty-degree pivot, gracefully launching the mud back at his pint-sized adversary.
Niffty pushed over the wheelbarrow, using it as a makeshift barrier with most of the mud splatting against the barrow. After shielding herself from the grimy projectile, Niffty brought the barrow back onto its wheel before kicking it right into the caveman's path. The barrow peeled towards the caveman at remarkable speed but Oogar rushed towards the oncoming wheelbarrow and casually slid out of the way. However, he snatched it by the handle right before it could pass him by. The caveman proceeded to effortlessly raise the wheelbarrow over his head, catapulting whatever mud was left in the tray.
"Eek!" The one-eyed maid shrieked, wildly thrusting herself from side to side to evade falling muck clumps. Despite her nimble movements, one such glob struck her right on the head with a hard 'PLOP'.
"AAAH! MY HAIR HAS BEEN FILTHIFIED BY SCUM YET AGAIN!" She cried out before glaring at Oogar with a vindictive glower. Scooping off all the mud that had gotten into her hair, along with some extra handfuls of mud that were stuffed in her skirt pocket. Niffty unleashed a mighty war cry before making a rush towards the mammoth demon. Oogar stomped onto the ground in hopes of slowing Niffty down with a mini tremor but the cyclopean sprung herself into the air before chucking the mudball she currently had in her hand down onto the caveman.
Bringing up his forearm, Oogar blocked off the oncoming mudball which exploded into a messy splatter that stained his fur. Niffty didn't stop there, for she landed beside Oogar and reached into her pockets, quickly hurling a fresh muck glob into the side of his body. The caveman felt the mushy, wet jolt strike against his body as lurched back in surprise, he attempted to swat Niffty away but the smaller demon zipped right between the giant's legs before Oogar had the chance to strike. The mammoth demon merely swiped at the air before he was nailed in the back of the head from a surprise mudball.
"Doh!" Oogar barked, nearly lurching forward from the sneak attack. Quickly regaining his footing, the caveman spun around whilst lowering his arm and digging his hand into the soil. The mammoth demon clawed out a clump of dirt from the earth, one that was chucked at the cyclopean when completing his turn. Niffty put her hands behind her back before pulling a shovel from out of nowhere, wielding it like a baseball bat.
She swung the shovel the second the flying clod came into her direction, the blade smacking against the dirt ball. The clod soared high into the air, so much so that it vanished off into the atmosphere. Niffty smirked before jutting the shovel's blade into the soil, hopping onto the blade's step with her hands gripping the handle.
"Wanna see something I learned from those video game things?" The cyclops said with a smile before she pushed herself high up into the air with the shovel as though it were a pogo stick Oogar watched with amazement as Niffty cleared over his head, landing right on the other side. The second Niffty landed, she sent a mudball right into Oogar's torso, snapping the larger demon out of his gawking trance as the behemoth returned fire with another clod, however, Niffty was already on the move. Bouncing over the caveman with her pogo-shovel and flinging a mud glob that splattered against Oogar's shoulder.
This process would repeat itself a number of times with the cyclopean maid hopping from one place to the other, constantly avoiding attacks while simultaneously pelting her big hairy adversary with a seemingly endless barrage of mudballs. Growing annoyed by how slippery this one-eyed gremlin was, Oogar slammed his hand onto the ground right when Niffty sprung into the air. A long stone wall erupted from the soil, swatting Niffty out of the sky as she crashed right into the rocky structure.
"OOF!" Niffty yipped out before dropping to the ground, only for Oogar to snatch her in mid-air. The behemoth proceeded to ram Niffty headfirst into the ground like a tent stake, her legs awkwardly kicking and flailing about. Oogar smirked behind his beard and folded his arms, believing that he was victorious in this begriming brawl. Niffty's flailing and jittering caused her body to rotate in circles, spinning around to such a degree that she had become a living drill, complete with loud whirring. Oogar became aware of this, his eyes practically bulging out of his sockets as he gave witness to Niffty tunneling her way into Hell's soil.
As Niffty burrowed through the hellish crust, Oogar looked into the hole that was burrowed into the soil, trying to see where his one-eyed adversary tunneled off but it was too dark for the caveman to see anything. As he peered into the borehole, the ground beneath Oogar was beginning to shift in mass. The caveman nearly stumbled over when he felt a faint rumble under his feet, prompting him to look down, noticing tiny fissures crackling amongst the dirt. Before he had time to process what was happening, the ground gave way, a trench opened up along the soil.
"WOAH!" Oogar yelled out, falling right into the ditch. The rut was deep enough for his whole body to fit in with the only thing poking out from the surface being his head and shoulders. Just a few feet away from the ensnared behemoth, Niffty exploded out from the ground, shaking off any dirt particles that had gotten into her carmine hair.
"Talk about going for the DRILL! Eh? Eh?" Niffty said before giggling at her own joke. Strangely enough, her neolithic foe laughed alongside her.
"Oho! Just you wait. Oogar gonna ROCK your world!" Oogar happily cackled.
"Haha! Yeah... Wait, what does that have to do with-"
Wriggling about in his earthy prison, Oogar arms erupted from the soil before he swung his fists down onto the surrounding terrain. This resulted in a rock pillar shooting up right from underneath the prehistoric demon's feet, pushing him out of the trench and launching him high into the air. Gravity soon took hold and the behemoth came descending towards Niffty with his chest puffed out and his legs curled back.
"Yipe!" Niffty peeped out, scrambling away as fast as he could to avoid being turned into a pancake. It wasn't long before Oogar made contact with the ground, the collision resulted in a tumultuous tremor that rattled Hell's terrain. To such a degree that the hotel could feel it. From inside, Charlie and Vaggie were in their office discussing forms of promoting the hotel when the ground suddenly rumbled, nearly knocking the two demonesses to the floor.
"OH SHIT!" Vaggie yelled out, tripping right into her girlfriend's chest while her arms clung to her hips. Charlie quickly held onto Vaggie to keep herself from falling over, looking around from every angle in the room to root out the cause of the unexpected quake.
"W-What was that!?" Charlie shouted before glancing down at Vaggie, whose face was still pressed up against her breasts, the hotel owner blushing redder than a cherry tomato. "...Uh... Vaggie?"
"Hm?" Vaggie was confused at first but when the realization struck her, she immediately backed away. The Hispanic demoness lushed with embarrassment as she covered her mouth and whimpered to herself. "S-sorry..."
Returning to the outdoors, Oogar's body was planted face-down in the soil with a perfect indention stamped in the dirt. Niffty gasped upon seeing her prehistoric pal laying flat on the ground as she quickly bolted towards the downed caveman, coming to a screeching halt upon reaching him.
"Oh my goodness, Oogar! Are you okay?! Oh man, Oh jeez! I didn't mean to get yourself hurt! Oh my gosh, don't tell me I have to bury you with the others!" Niffty cried out to herself aloud, luckily her fears were eased somewhat when she heard a faint groan come out from Oogar.
"SurRuurggh...Ryyyyauuugh..." Oogar muttered, his face still implanted in the dirt.
"Oh, you're alive? YES!" The cyclopean cheered to herself, relieved that her friend was alive and that she didn't have to hide another body this week.
"Suurrrugh...PuraaAiiiyyyyrrrr..." The caveman grumbled again as though he was trying to tell Niffty something, his one-eyed friend now confused about what message he was trying to convey.
"What are you trying to say? Do you need ice? A band-aid? A limb sawed off? I got a bone saw just for the occasion!" Niffty said with assurance before pulling out a rusty hacksaw. While she was distracted, Oogar craned his neck up and with a slight titter, he carefully scooped out a chunk of dirt from the ground and threw it at the cyclops while her guard was down.
"SURRR..PRISE!" Oogar bellowed, pulling himself back to the ground all while laughing his head off. Niffty stumbled back with her face now covered in moist soil. Her singular eye twitched, appalled that her hairy friend had taken advantage of her limb-severing aid for granted.
"I offer you terrifying medical malpractices and THIS is how you repay me?! YAAAAAAAH!" Niffty shrieked, springing at Oogar as though she were a feral monkey. Oogar welcomed the attack with open arms, quite literally so, as he trapped Niffty with a strong bear hug. The one-eyed maid wiggled and thrashed about in the caveman's grasp, going so far as to nibble on his forearms only to spit out snippets of hair that had gotten in her mouth.
"Ohoho! Oogar is the winner!" The caveman declared, his embrace tightening prompting Niffty to squeal out with discomfort. Despite Oogar's claim of victory, Niffty had another surprise in mind.
"Hnngh... I wouldn't count all my chickens before they hatch, big boy!" Niffty grunted, one of her arms was slowly squirming its way out from its hairy constraints. "...BECAUSE IT WILL MUDDY THE WATERS! HAH!"
The caveman was smacked right in the face with a handful of mud, smearing his bearded mug. Oogar belted out with surprise, his embrace weakening significantly to a point where Niffty pulled his arms apart from one another before bouncing right off his chest with an elegant backflip. Now separated several feet apart, Niffty took hold of her shovel once more while Oogar knelt down on one knee, wiping away the mud that had gotten into his eyes.
"FOR MY GARBS! AIYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAAAAAA!" Niffty shouted, breaking into a dead sprint whilst raising her shovel up and down like a madwoman. Oogar clutches at the soil with one hand while trying to get the last scraps of mud off of his face. As his grip grew tighter, the surrounding ground was beginning to change in mass, the solid terrain morphing into a softer, slippery surface. Niffty felt the effects too as she nearly tripped on her face hadn't she stabbed the shovel in the ground, and even then she was struggling to keep herself leveled. Oogar looked up and noticed Niffty clumsily slipping along the muddy ground, tilting his head in confusion.
However, Oogar quickly caught on to his own stunt when he nearly tripped in the process but this opened up a new idea for the caveman. Taking a few careful steps, the caveman bolted forward and threw himself chest-first onto the slippery terrain. Letting the mud carry him along the grass as though he were riding on a slip 'n slide. Niffty yelped with terror when she saw the massive demon gliding along the mud towards her, quickly climbing up to the handle of her shovel that was still jutting into the softened ground. The one-eyed demoness then took a leap of fate by hopping off the spade handle right when Oogar got into close proximity, landing on the caveman's back.
"Woah there!" Niffty shouted, flailing her arms about in an attempt to steady herself. The cyclopean wobbled forward, catching her fall by pulling on two handfuls of fur from Oogar's back. The caveman shrieked with surprise while the cleaning lady jerked herself to the left-hand side, still gripping the tufts of back fur. Oogar's sliding body suddenly bobbed to the left, steering into the left. Niffty and Oogar briefly exchanged a glance at one another before a cheek-to-cheek grin made etched itself onto Niffty's face.
"YEE-HAWWW! RIDE 'EM COWGIRL!~" The one-eyed cleaning lady hollered before driving Oogar in circles, leaving behind a seemingly perfect spiral in the mud. The mammoth demon gracefully swirled about in the damp soil. However before they could continue any further, their fun was cut short when Oogar accidentally came crashing right into a tree that neither saw coming. Oogar slammed right into the stump while Niffty was sent flying into the tree's trunk, planted against it for a brief second before dropping onto Oogar's back.
"Ow." Niffty said with an oddly neutral voice while the crash left Oogar rather delirious with visions of pretty birds flying around his head. He quickly shook it off before looking at his shorter companion, sharing an awkward silence. This quietness began to evolve into laughter, Niffty being the first to giggle. It started off as a faint snicker but turned into a mirth-fueled giggle fit. It didn't take long for Oogar to start laughing too, starting off as an awkward, slow chuckle but it too became a spirited guffaw. The combatants had put aside their differences and merely relished in their own company, even if it was through a hectic skirmish that may or may not have racked up a landscaping fee.
"OOGAR!" Vaggie's sharp voice suddenly called out, prompting the caveman to immediately spring to his feet while Niffty fell from his body. Frantically looking both walls in search of his mother only to see her standing right in front of him with her hands on her hip and her foot tapping onto the ground. Charlie was also walking in on this chaotic scene, curious as to what was going on. "What are you doing now?..."
"M-Mama!" Oogar said, scurrying over to her and dropping to his knees. A look of fright was seen in his eyes, fearing whatever sort of scolding or discipline that may befall on him in spite of the fact that he was several times Vaggie's size.
"O-Oogar sorry! Oogar w-was apologizing to Niffty and... And...A-" Oogar was silenced when Vaggie brought up a finger to his lips. She took a quick inhale, one that made Oogar wince with fear, believing he was going to get a scolding for causing another mess.
"Are you hurt?" Vaggie calmly replied as opposed to an ear blistering rebuke, her son caught off guard by her tranquil response.
"N-No?..." Oogar replied, still confused.
"Is Niffty hurt?" The Hispanic demoness followed up, Oogar turning over his shoulder to see Niffty patiently standing by, giving the caveman a friendly wave.
"No..." Oogar returned, shaking his head.
"Then it's all good. Keep playing." The hotel manager firmly stated with a small smile, further puzzling the caveman. He had anticipated an angry tirade from his mother for such mischief yet here she was, letting him off the hook so easily.
"Go on, big guy! We won't mind at all, just as long as you don't get hurt." Charlie chimed in, leaning against Vaggie's shoulder. Oogar simply nodded and turned around only to get struck in the face by a surprise mudball.
"Turning your back on a fight, a poor tactic!" Niffty laughed while the caveman clashed his fists together before scooping up a mud wad of his own, running after the cyclopean, who quickly bolted into the opposite direction when the mammoth demon gave chase.
As Oogar and Niffty tussle about in the mud, continuously slinging handfuls of muck at one another, Charlie couldn't help but look on with a warm smile. Reminded of the times of her innocent youth and before she had to carry the weights of responsibility. Though, when Hell's Princess looked over at her girlfriend, she wore an expression of uncertainty with her hand anxiously cupping her chin.
"Okay, he's going to be alright is he?" Vaggie muttered to Charlie, her perturbed gaze still fixed on the playful battle.
"I'm very sure about that, Nothing seems to be wrong here." The demonic princess assured with a smile although it didn't seem to snap Vaggie out of her worriment.
"Yeah, nothing seems to be wrong but something COULD happen is all I'm saying." The moth-like demon replied, her mind becoming overwhelmed with concerning thoughts all revolving around her son.
"As his mother, I got to do everything in my power to make sure he doesn't end up hurting himself. He may be free to make his own choices but he still has much more to learn..." Vaggie expressed, putting a hand on her head.
"Vaggie." Charlie said in a firm tone of voice though it seemed her girlfriend ignored her, wrapped up in her own disquiet mindset to a point where her head was beginning to ache.
"Social interaction, teaching him to drive, English lessons, Spanish lessons, Cooking lessons-" Vaggie went off on a long list of various topics and lessons for her son to learn in the coming future. Charlie furrowed her brow slightly and placed a hand on her girlfriend's shoulder, hoping to win her attention.
"Vaggie..."
"-Dios mio, help me if he gets a girlfriend too! Then I'd have to explain how sex works to him. HOLY FUCK! I CAN'T DO THAT! CHARLIE, WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO!? I CAN'T SHATTER HIS INNOCENCE SO SOON-"
"VAGGIE!" Charlie shouted, grabbing onto her lover's shoulder midway through her rambling. Charlie was never one to raise her voice, so hearing her yell out her name in such a way left Vaggie silent. The hotel owner took a deep breath to collect herself before looking the Hispanic demoness in the eye.
"Sorry about that..." She embarrassingly apologized before snapping into a serious demeanor. "Anyways, I understand you want to be a good mother for Oogar. I do too."
"I know, Charlie. I just can't help but worry that I might end up being too hard on him or I end up being an overprotective mess..." Vaggie said, shamefully looking off to the side only for Charlie to gently cock her head back to her with a hand on her cheek.
"Well, Vaggie, take a good look at Oogar." Charlie said, directing her hand over to where her son was playing. Vaggie moved her focus to the caveman, witnessing him revel in the mud with his friend.
"See how happy he is? See the fun he's having? He's living his best life and it's because of us. You may not know it at first but when you stand back and look at where you and your kids are, you already can tell that you are a good parent." She continued, wrapping an arm around Vaggie's shoulder.
"We all want to be good parents and set examples for our children but we can't focus on every tiny aspect all at once." The hotel owner said while Vaggie folded her arms before glancing over to Charlie. "If we end up worrying about everything, we won't be able to see eye to eye with our children."
"I... suppose so." Vaggie sighed before she and Charlie stepped away from each other to avoid an oncoming glob of mud. "Oogar, be careful!"
"Sorry!" Oogar called out before promptly returning to his brawl. In the middle of this playful scuffle, Husk came walking by with a red envelope in his hands. The feline had his eyes locked on the letter, apathetic chaos that was currently unfolding in the room.
"Hey, Chuck. Something came in the mail for y-OH SHIT!" Husk screamed before he narrowly sidestepped an incoming mud projectile as it flew past him. The glob rocketed straight towards one of the It wasn't long before a loud 'SPLAT' followed by the shattering of glass caught the attention of everyone, Niffty and Oogar freezing still with their mud duel coming to an abrupt close. Husk cocked his head to his coworker and the caveman, who stood silently amongst a field of muck.
"...I'll get that." Niffty said before quickly bolting off to clean the mess and fix the window to boot. Husk shrugged off this encounter before making his way over to Charlie and Vaggie.
"Uh... Here you go, this one came in the mail for ya." The feline demon said, offering Charlie the envelope. The princess took the letter from Husk's paw as the alcoholic doorman moseyed on back to the hotel. Charlie inspected the envelope, noticing a sigil embedded on the wax seal. Charlie knew right then and there that it was her father's, but the question was why he was writing to her in the first place. Charlie opened the envelope and read the letter, quietly whispering the words to herself.
Oogar and Vaggie eagerly approached Charlie, curious as to what information the letter held. As Charlie's eyes darted across every written word, her eyes gradually widen throughout the duration of her reading. The hotel owner murmured something to herself though neither Oogar nor Vaggie could hear it, though, from Charlie's mouth movements, it seemed like she had muttered out 'Oh no'.
"What did it say, Charlie?" Vaggie asked.
"My parents are throwing a ball at their castle tomorrow night and they've invited me to attend." Charlie explained.
"Ah... Well, that's no big deal. I'll take the mantle while you're gone. Simple as that." The hotel manager assured, putting a hand on her girlfriend's back.
"About that..." Charlie said, Vaggie already knowing those two words were already an indicator of bad news. "They insisted that you would come over to visit them."
"R-Really?... They want me to come over?..." Vaggie said, clearly nervous in her tone. Despite Lucifer awarding her his blessings and favor, there was still underlying anxiety to be found. She may have kept a good record thus far but if she were to tarnish her said record in any way, shape, or form then the king would surely turn his back on her.
"O-okay, I'll come along then." The moth-like demon reluctantly agreed before her eyes flicked over to Oogar. "Though, what should do about him?"
"Oogar want to come with." The mammoth demon proposed, Charlie and Vaggie's eyes collectively widening to their son's request.
"Are you sure, son?" Vaggie said, calmly approaching her son before placing a hand on his forearm. "Do you really think you're ready for this? You don't have to come if you want."
"Yes. Oogar want to go..." Oogar confirmed with a nod.
"...Charlie, what do you think?" The hotel manager asked her lover for her insight. She was quite hesitant if she wanted to follow through with her son's wishes in spite of his growth. Knowing that they would be the only two sinners walking amongst Hell royalty, she could only dread all the sneering faces and faint whispers that were just out of earshot of them. And who knows what would happen if they were to incur the wrath of Charlie's parents, they might as well disappear off the face of Hell entirely.
"Well... I don't want Oogar to feel left out from the rest of the family and besides, he helped us fight Malphas didn't he? I'm sure mom and dad would be happy to meet him." Charlie mentioned with a hopeful smile. Unbeknownst to Charlie, or any of the others for that matter, Niffty had come skittering back after cleaning the mess and fixing the window in an impossibly short amount of time. She was about to make her presence known until Charlie began talking.
"Now then, we're leaving tomorrow afternoon so why don't we grab a suitcase and start packing?" The demonic princess suggested, putting one hand on Vaggie's shoulder and the other on Oogar's.
"I know it's scary for the both of you but once you're through those castle gates, you'll be welcomed wholeheartedly!" Charlie said with a beaming grin that was radiant with compassion and joy. Still unnoticed, Niffty took two steps back with this brand new heap of information before booking it in the other direction, remaining undetected as though she wasn't there at all.
"GREAT!" Oogar happily exclaimed, hugging both of his mothers with a tight embrace. Coming dangerously close to squeezing the life out of Charlie and Vaggie, though their lungs would remain intact when Oogar let go of them.
"Oogar go pack!" The caveman politely asked, slightly bouncing out of pure excitement.
"Wait just a minute there, you still need to take a shower... Again." Vaggie said, folding her arms.
"Oh. Right..." Oogar replied with embarrassing realization.
"It's okay, Oogar. You can pack once you're done showering, remember to bring your toothbrush!" Hell's Princess replied, giving her son a soft pat on the head. Bellowing with jovial laughter, Oogar rushed off to get ready for tomorrow, hopefully without forgoing the sacred toothbrush. Charlie looked on, still holding the same genuine smile. She recounted when she first met Oogar, watching the lengths he had gone throughout his evolution.
"He's more than ready, Vaggie," Charlie said, turning over to her girlfriend, who still seemed wrapped up in her own worrisome thoughts. "Tell me, what do you think?"
"...Well, I was worried but now that you mentioned it..." Vaggie said, her eye flicking up to see her adopted son, so excited and jubilant for the grand visit tomorrow. A sight that left warmth in her demonic heart and a small smile on her visage.
"I think he's ready too."