Emily: "I'm so happy Vaggie got her wings back! That's so wonderful!"
Charlie: "YES TOTALLY and she hasn't even cried today because of them so far, which is extra amazingly fun!!!!"
Emily: "Oh no... why would she cry from having wings again...?"
Charlie: "Cramps."
Emily: "Oh no!! Doesn't stretching them help with that???"
Charlie: "It helps her wings a LOT but then she cries."
Emily: "....can we clarify that a little?"
Charlie: "We-lllllll...."
-last week-
Chaggie: (sitting on couch together) (charlie folded up scribbing in notebook) (vaggie slumped over armrest reading a paperback)
Vaggie: (shifts) (rubs her neck) (still reading)
Charlie: (humming showtune)
Vaggie: (shifts again) (hums with her) (wings pop out)
Charlie: (busy adding stickers to notebook doesn't notice)
Vaggie: (leaning forward) (still busy reading)
Charlie: (giggling and putting sticker on her own cheek)
Vaggie's wings: (gentle flap)
Vaggie: (turns page) (oblivious)
Charlie: (tucks loose hair back in place) (otherwise also oblivious)
Vaggie's wings: (biiiiiiiiiiiiiig stretchy out behind her.....)
Chaggie: (fails a spot check)
Charlie, still giggling: "Hey Vaggie~ You want a stick~er~"
Vaggie's wings: (SMACKS THE AIR REPETEDLY AND WITH KILLING INTENT) (LIKE THE AIR IS A LVING THING THEY WANT DEAD)
Charlie: "-AWUGH!"
Vaggie: (yeets book) (PANIC) "Charlie!?"
Charlie: (lying on the floor) (groans)
Vaggie: "Charlie!!!!"
Charlie: "guhhh... wha'd i hit...?"
Vaggie: (THROWING HERSELF ON KNEES NEXT TO CHARLIE AND CRADLING THE GIRLFRIEND TO HER CHEST) "Sweetie don't move, your eyes won't focus and I think you're concussed- I, I think my wings-" (HORRIFIED) "-my wings..."
Charlie: (staring to one side of her) "Vaggieeee.. there two of yous...."
Vaggie: "...I did this to you."
Charlie: (giggling) "hehehe. double pretty~"
Vaggie: (tearing up) "I hurt you, Charlie."
Charlie: (still giggling) "good job with the being prettiness. gold star. A for adorable!" (sticks a sticker on Vaggie's cheek) (passes out)
Vaggie: "CHARLIE NOOOOOO!!!!!!"
-this week-
Charlie: "....and I think I woke up a few times while she was running around the hotel yelling for help, but I all I remember is thinking 'yay! girlfriend princess carry time!' and then snuggling in for another nap. So it's all still a blur until Husk wrapped some chipped ice in a rag for my head and helped bring down the swelling."
Emily: "....."
Charlie: "Point is- Vaggie was STILL sobbing into my chest when I woke up, and since then it's been a damn struggle just to get her wings out long enough for me to even PREEN them!"
Emily: (blushing) "...it, it has?"
Charlie: (pouting) "She makes me wear a helmet for it and everything..."
Emily: ".... that's... unfortunate."
Charlie: "She did like the sticker though." (sighs) "SO! How's Sir Pentious doing up there with HIS new wings??"
Emily: "Oh don't worry! It's nothing like that!! He's-"
Sir Pentious: (slides by SHRIEKING and SCREAMING grabbing at clouds desperately as he's dragged along by wildly flapping wings, followed by a crowd of heaven's denizens all shouting encouragements and advise as he zooms away into the distance, wailing)
Emily: "....he's adjusting."
Charlie: "Yay~!"
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