Would-be In-laws
Would-be In-laws
Vaggie was normally not scared of things so easily. Considering the kind of life she’s lived, by the time she got to the age she did when she died, the moth demoness had already went through things one wouldn’t expect a 21-years-old to go through.
Of course, it didn’t mean that the pink x-eyed girl never became afraid. That’s just not human. It’s just, again, she’s not one to get scared easily.
And one such thing that can intimidate Vaggie is Lucifer and Lilith Morningstar.
Well, at the start, the pink x-eyed girl thought that she’d handle any would-be in-laws like she handles most other people. Neutral sullenness, as in a subtle frown but not really directed at anybody in particular, but more restrained. Really, the only true difference would be holding back should these people start shit than she would on strangers and outsiders. It’s even more different when your girlfriend is the freaking princess of Hell, which makes her parents the fucking king and queen of Hell.
The moth demoness can recall the first time she’s met these particular would-be in-laws. It was a day that started out as any other. The pink x-eyed girl was with her girlfriend at another Morningstar home. Although the princess of the two had gotten a phone call at some point, when they were doing a puzzle together. Specifically, one that was a thousand pieces.
Upon hanging up, “That was Mom and Dad. I’m needed for a meeting soon.”
“A meeting? But you’re not being coronated yet.”
“No, I’m not, but I’m already old enough to start learning these things. Kind of boring, I know, but they’re absolutely vital for when I do become queen.”
Vaggie nodded, at least understanding responsibility and needing to take charge. “Good luck with that, Charlie. I wish I can join you but I’m sure there won't be any place for me there.”
Charlie grew a little anxious, going, “Actually…”
The moth demoness had an idea then what was going to happen. “Wait, don’t tell me you wanna bring me along? And don’t get me wrong, I’m flattered and all but… do I really have a place at things like that?”
The hellborn princess continued being a little anxious as she replied. “I think you have a place… but I do feel a little bad that this is so sudden for you. Especially...”
“It’s fine, hon. But what I meant was, is it necessary for me to be there? What can I even contribute?”
“You can help by providing the perspective of an average citizen in Hell! Those kinds of people are what most of my people are!”
The pink x-eyed girl was still unsure, not just at being called 'average', but she was getting more into the idea. After all, if she could help out her girlfriend, then why wouldn’t she?
“Well…” Of course, there was still some hesitation to go. This is an important meeting for the royal family in charge of Hell and everything.
“Besides…” the red-eyed girl added, her demeanor now being shy and happy but still a little nervous. “If our relationship gets to that point, it might be necessary. I feel confident that we will but… well…”
Once again that’s something that strikes Vaggie in the heart. Charlie’s just too cute and precious for Vaggie’s own good at times.
“I guess I can come along. If it’s really okay.”
“Of course, it is!" A quick excitable hug from Charlie before she backed away and added, "And I promise, you don’t need to worry about Mom and Dad. They’re intimidating authority figures and all but that’s just for Hell! They don’t keep it up all the time so surely, they’ll relax when it’s just us in the room.”
Of course, the moth demoness couldn’t help but feel like it’s the least true thing ever said. Despite what the rosy-cheeked blonde had said, it was a huge fucking deal. Especially when the former felt like she was caught off guard for the words 'Mom and Dad'.
So cue the pink x-eyed girl feeling the fear that’s uncommon for her to feel. And it only got worse when actually coming face-to-face with the king and queen of Hell in a fancy room at the palace.
Or more importantly, Charlie’s parents, Vaggie thought. She absentmindedly wondered how she never came across them when she was hiding out during all those extermination days in the past.
In any case, Lucifer was dressed as the king he was, what with his spotless white tux and proud top hat with the bit of crown showing past the snake decoration. As for Lilith, she was dressed in her usual deep purple even gown, which shows an open slit on one side. Damn Vaggie twice over if she didn’t think that the mom was hot, even if it was only for a second before she squashed it down.
The moth demoness was freaking out big time internally as she was sitting down across the table from the fallen angel and royal succubus. The pair of parents were poised and regal and everything. Also downright panties-pissing for any who’s unfortunate enough to catch their cold, critical gazes. As for the pink x-eyed girl, she was doing her best not to soil herself, given she’s the latest poor sap of said gaze.
Charlie was about done with the papers detailing the specifics of the shops and streets and bigger problem spots that should probably be worried about than others. And really, the hellborn princess was happy to be able to break the ice since even she could feel that the tension’s thick as fuck in the meeting room.
“Okay! So I think this is all the reports of everyone who have been dealing with incidents of arson. All of the firefighters are becoming upset over the abundance of work, too. Maybe we can put on a little song and dance for them to let them know we appreciate all their hard work! Thoughts?”
The red-eyed blonde looked back and forth between her girlfriend and her parents, hoping for some kind of response that will get everyone present the fuck away from this goddamn tension. However, there was nothing but that, along with a detectable hint of possibly malicious mischief.
Taking a quick side glance at the servants, who showed that they didn’t want to be here, either. Really, none of them did when their highest-ranked king and queen were in one of their ‘playful’ moods.
Finally, Lucifer had spoken. “So, I hear this lady here managed to secure a job thanks to my little apple pie? I wonder how you passed the interview? Bake an apple pie?”
Vaggie stiffened, anxious about what to say. Still, she wasn’t going to let this slide if she can help it, parents to her girlfriend or not. It didn't feel like a good idea anyways to do anything that would give the impression that Vaggie herself is a pushover.
“I was about ready to job hunt on my own. It was unexpected I was given the offer.”
Now Lilith joined in. “Oh, yes, unexpected. Just like the time you have obtained that legion of rubber ducks, my love?”
“Oh, come now, you know how much I love them!”
“Is that right? Have you even found a place for them all? It was so many, they managed to fill up the entire throne room. Also, I’m curious why there, of all places.”
“Perhaps in this lady’s pie tins.” Both the king and queen laughed together, one loud and boisterous and the other being more soft and melodic. Although it was just as mocking as the first bout of laughter.
The moth demoness had curled her hands tight, keeping them out of sight of Hell’s king and queen by placing them in her lap, which results in them being under the table. The rosy-cheeked blonde reached over, clasped those tightening fists, and gave some reassuring squeezes. The latter female also gave a hopeful smile, although it didn’t do much in negating the bad feeling settling in Vaggie’s gut.
Charlie tried, “how about we focus now on the arson? The fire department? Please?"
Lucifer added, “or perhaps we can rely on this lady here to take care of the problem? She seems to know her way around a fire. She'll just need oven mitts first."
The bad feeling increased.
And of course, it was like this for the whole damn time the meeting dragged on. The laughing, the jokes, all at practically everything the pink x-eyed girl said or have done…
Vaggie was just barely able to trudge through all of it. Really, the actual meeting-related stuff were brief reprieves, which is why that of all things were an absolute relief to her. Of course, she was subjected to one last thing by Lilith.
“Excuse me, Vagatha dear, just one more thing before this meeting is adjourned.”
Oh, please, no. Please, no. Please, no! “Yes?”
“Don’t you mean ‘si’?”
“Which ‘sea’, dear? There’s a large number of them even down here in Hell!”
Another bout of laughter from the king and queen, while the princess and her girlfriend were twisting their faces to that of subtle annoyance, softly groaning under their breaths. Of course, the displeasure and aggravation were being kept undetectable because it would have resulted in a whole new battlefield neither young lady want to get dragged in. Although the aggravation in the first place was understandable; they had to put up with this for the whole damn meeting.
Then Vaggie responded, “queen Morningstar, wasn’t there something you wanted to ask me?”
“Oh, right! Right… who do you think is better than our daughter?”
That raised some anger in Vaggie big time, more so than any of the jokes and laughing at her expense had done. In fact, it took a little effort to keep her voice level.
“Exactly just what is that supposed to mean?”
The queenly succubus raised an eyebrow, briefly exchanging a glance with the fallen angel next to her. Then, back the sinner in the room, “we were merely curious. It is hard to imagine much of anyone being better than Charlie, let alone on par with her. Since you are a sinner, you probably have met so many ‘great’ people. Or people you would consider great.”
The pink x-eyed girl did her best to keep her cool, particularly as she felt her lover’s hand seize hers once again. “Well, as far as my life, and now afterlife, has went, I don’t have anyone better.”
Lilith hummed, once again looking at the moth demoness with a critical gaze. “I see…”
Lucifer interjected, “Again, my dear. Which one?”
Hell’s king and queen chuckled once again, much to Vaggie’s vexation. Good-byes were soon exchanged, as rigid as they were on one side.
Once Lucifer and Lilith had left the room, Charlie had squealed a high-pitched one and jumped up and down in place, earning Vaggie’s bafflement.
“Que!? Que esta pasando!?”
“Did you hear that, Vaggie!? I think Mom and Dad liked you!”
The moth demoness blinked as the hellborn princess held her hands while still jumping in place. Finally, “…what?”
“Yeah! I think they liked you. Trust me, it’s better when they want to play around more than they want to grill you with questions. I mean, they did kind of grill you with questions but the fact they tried playing around first means they’re willing to give you a chance!”
As extremely difficult as that was to believe, the pink x-eyed girl thought about how happy the red-eyed one seemed to be. How convinced she was.
Well, if anyone knows the king and queen of Hell, it’s their daughter
While the rosy-cheeked blonde was gathering up the papers from the table, her girlfriend was trying to shake off the uneasy feeling from the encounter. As well as ignore all the pitying or sympathetic looks she’s getting from the imp servants.
Although, after some more encounters, it wasn’t a pleasant discovery that they were spied on several times via mirror by a snickering royal couple. Particularly after said couple would do their joking interrogations.