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cornerofmadnessBut it didn't last long enough for me to get out there and go for a walk. Pouts
I did a lot more on the research today and I thought it was doing great but then I realized this pile was only a quarter of what I have....repeat my new mantra with me. 'you have enough to do your presentation. You aren't writing the book by March. You can complete the reading this summer.'
And sadly having another bad sugar day and feel drained.
Title Need to Know
Summary: Sir Pentious’s self-sacrifice hits Cherri harder than she’s prepared for. She wants to channel her emotions into actions.
Author Note - Written for spikesgirl58’s six word challenge and the six words were Heir, Missile, Hurt, Authorize, Concentrate, & Silver and for the lyrical titles challenge for the prompt of a grief song using Empty Bench by David Kushner. You can find the song here.
I see you in my dreams, it's lovely
But it always makes me cry
Now I wake in the cold
With the story never told
Empty Bench by David Kushner
Cherri never expected it to hit her this hard. She barely knew him, she kept reminding herself. They had been enemies for so long but they had barely known each other. They’d only bonded a few times thanks to Angel Dust and that night at Consent. Those brief encounters at the hotel, planning their survival tactics when the angels arrived, hadn’t been romantic and yet what were these feelings rambling around her heart?
Only he didn’t survive, now did he? Fucking stupid snake, how dare he sacrifice himself like that? How dare it hurt so much?
That was just one of many questions Cherri had. Why was she still hanging out in this stupid hotel? Did redemption for sinners like herself really exist? Had Pentious been redeemed? Charlie was still trying to find out and in a move that shocked no one, Heaven refused to cooperate. Damn, she missed Pentious so much. She dreamed of him, dreamed! It was beautiful and lonely and sad and she wouldn’t trade it for anything.
What should I do? Which way should I go? It’s time to leave here. It’s time to go home.
Angel would be disappointed. Charlie might even cry but she got weepy eyed over a lot of things or she got angry. How many times had she seen the princess’s horns pop out now? Cherri rested back on the beanbag chair in Pentious’ workshop. This was his spot where he could curl up and concentrate on his newest invention. Next to the big beanbag sat a silver tea service, sugar in one bowl waiting for an owner who would never return.
Fuck, she hated this so much. Was she actually getting weepy eyed herself over him? Of course she was. When was the last time a man had kissed her so passionately, had actually meant it instead of a warmup to a one-night bang session. Not that she had anything against a no-emotions – involved bang session. She and Angie specialized in them only…she knew all the meaningless sex weighed on him. She had spent nights in his bed holding him, comforting him after filming particularly degrading scenes. What she wouldn’t do to have the firepower to finish Valentino for him.
Angel said ever since Alastor got his ass handed to him, the Vees were getting more obnoxious, more aggressive as if they somehow missed seeing what Lucifer and Charlie had done and would do. Fuck, Angel, Husk and Cherri had proven they could hold their own in a fight and Niffty had ended Adam. Cherri touched her carry-all. She had bombs in it like always but she had scooped up an angelic blade. She technically did have the power to end Valentino but it was retaliation from the other two Vees that she might not be able to stand up to alone. Cherri highly doubted Charlie would authorize an assassination.
Of course, Cherri had some of Pentious’ weapons as well. The man knew how to make a missile and she had been declared the heir to the few remaining egg bois. Frank and the others decided it for themselves, sticking with her. Angel and the others were happy to have someone looking after them and it helped Cherri’s heart to keep something of Pen’s with her, even if she’d never admit it. He’d been such a gentleman that she couldn’t even imagine what he’d done to end up in hell.
She traced the outline of the blade in the bag. Maybe I’ll talk with Husk. He’ll help me with Valentino.
Forcing herself up, she went to the work bench but she couldn’t concentrate on the remains of Pen’s imagination. He had a jar of silver powder she wasn’t even sure what it was. She’d need to test it out. She could make a lot of high quality bombs here, something else the princess wouldn’t say yes to.
Cherri couldn’t help Pentious but maybe she could help Angel. He deserved it because no one, not even a sinner in hell, should have to live with the punishment Valentino inflicted daily. If she had her way, Angel’s days of getting railed by that moth’s dick could come to an end. The idea chased away the blues she’d been smothering under.
Cherri rested her hand on one of Pen’s weapons. “You’re gonna help me do it, snake-boy and I’m sure you’d be happy to know that.”
With a smile, Cherri left the workshop. It was time to find Husk and come up with a plan. Yes. They could do it. It would just take careful planning and luck and who better than a former gambling overlord to pull luck out of his magician’s hat? That in mind, Cherri walked out of the workshop happier than she had gone inside.
Waiting For The Sun Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Odd Ailment Torchwood/Doctor Who
What are you Doing New Year's Eve? Despicable Me/ Minions
Love's a gamble, and baby I'm all in. Hazbin Hotel
What Must Be Star Wars
better luck next universe Deadpool/X-Men
It's the Thought Addams Family/Sapphire & Steel
On Torchwood Business Torchwood
Three Nights to Win Your Heart Hazbin Hotel
Pausing at the Bus Stop on a Snowy Day Buffy the Vampire Slayer/NCIS
The Mistletoe Petition Oz
Scoop The Owl House
For What Is Telling Hazbin Hotel
[ART] Where ya goin', gorgeous? X-Men
[ART] Claws out X-Men
[ART] Jubilee Pinup X-Men
[ART] Lap kitty Deadpool/X-Men
Advent Joy
Day 20 Clean out your closet and donate unneeded/wanted clothing
I spent the week before I left doing this and I'm counting it
Day 20 tea - Roasted Chestnut rooibos - another red rooibos (eye roll. I've counted them this is the 8th tisane out of 20) This was red rooibos, orange blossoms and chestnut flavoring. Very little of it. tasted like red rooibos. I don't like red rooibos much so yeah this is a no.
So have one of my new fandom blends from Adagio, (one day I should make my own blends) Husker for Hazbin Hotel's Husk. it's black tea, yunnan jig tea, wuyi ensemble tea, natural creme flavor & gunpowder and it was good. I liked it.
I did a lot more on the research today and I thought it was doing great but then I realized this pile was only a quarter of what I have....repeat my new mantra with me. 'you have enough to do your presentation. You aren't writing the book by March. You can complete the reading this summer.'
And sadly having another bad sugar day and feel drained.
Title Need to Know
Summary: Sir Pentious’s self-sacrifice hits Cherri harder than she’s prepared for. She wants to channel her emotions into actions.
Author Note - Written for spikesgirl58’s six word challenge and the six words were Heir, Missile, Hurt, Authorize, Concentrate, & Silver and for the lyrical titles challenge for the prompt of a grief song using Empty Bench by David Kushner. You can find the song here.
I see you in my dreams, it's lovely
But it always makes me cry
Now I wake in the cold
With the story never told
Empty Bench by David Kushner
Cherri never expected it to hit her this hard. She barely knew him, she kept reminding herself. They had been enemies for so long but they had barely known each other. They’d only bonded a few times thanks to Angel Dust and that night at Consent. Those brief encounters at the hotel, planning their survival tactics when the angels arrived, hadn’t been romantic and yet what were these feelings rambling around her heart?
Only he didn’t survive, now did he? Fucking stupid snake, how dare he sacrifice himself like that? How dare it hurt so much?
That was just one of many questions Cherri had. Why was she still hanging out in this stupid hotel? Did redemption for sinners like herself really exist? Had Pentious been redeemed? Charlie was still trying to find out and in a move that shocked no one, Heaven refused to cooperate. Damn, she missed Pentious so much. She dreamed of him, dreamed! It was beautiful and lonely and sad and she wouldn’t trade it for anything.
What should I do? Which way should I go? It’s time to leave here. It’s time to go home.
Angel would be disappointed. Charlie might even cry but she got weepy eyed over a lot of things or she got angry. How many times had she seen the princess’s horns pop out now? Cherri rested back on the beanbag chair in Pentious’ workshop. This was his spot where he could curl up and concentrate on his newest invention. Next to the big beanbag sat a silver tea service, sugar in one bowl waiting for an owner who would never return.
Fuck, she hated this so much. Was she actually getting weepy eyed herself over him? Of course she was. When was the last time a man had kissed her so passionately, had actually meant it instead of a warmup to a one-night bang session. Not that she had anything against a no-emotions – involved bang session. She and Angie specialized in them only…she knew all the meaningless sex weighed on him. She had spent nights in his bed holding him, comforting him after filming particularly degrading scenes. What she wouldn’t do to have the firepower to finish Valentino for him.
Angel said ever since Alastor got his ass handed to him, the Vees were getting more obnoxious, more aggressive as if they somehow missed seeing what Lucifer and Charlie had done and would do. Fuck, Angel, Husk and Cherri had proven they could hold their own in a fight and Niffty had ended Adam. Cherri touched her carry-all. She had bombs in it like always but she had scooped up an angelic blade. She technically did have the power to end Valentino but it was retaliation from the other two Vees that she might not be able to stand up to alone. Cherri highly doubted Charlie would authorize an assassination.
Of course, Cherri had some of Pentious’ weapons as well. The man knew how to make a missile and she had been declared the heir to the few remaining egg bois. Frank and the others decided it for themselves, sticking with her. Angel and the others were happy to have someone looking after them and it helped Cherri’s heart to keep something of Pen’s with her, even if she’d never admit it. He’d been such a gentleman that she couldn’t even imagine what he’d done to end up in hell.
She traced the outline of the blade in the bag. Maybe I’ll talk with Husk. He’ll help me with Valentino.
Forcing herself up, she went to the work bench but she couldn’t concentrate on the remains of Pen’s imagination. He had a jar of silver powder she wasn’t even sure what it was. She’d need to test it out. She could make a lot of high quality bombs here, something else the princess wouldn’t say yes to.
Cherri couldn’t help Pentious but maybe she could help Angel. He deserved it because no one, not even a sinner in hell, should have to live with the punishment Valentino inflicted daily. If she had her way, Angel’s days of getting railed by that moth’s dick could come to an end. The idea chased away the blues she’d been smothering under.
Cherri rested her hand on one of Pen’s weapons. “You’re gonna help me do it, snake-boy and I’m sure you’d be happy to know that.”
With a smile, Cherri left the workshop. It was time to find Husk and come up with a plan. Yes. They could do it. It would just take careful planning and luck and who better than a former gambling overlord to pull luck out of his magician’s hat? That in mind, Cherri walked out of the workshop happier than she had gone inside.
Waiting For The Sun Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Odd Ailment Torchwood/Doctor Who
What are you Doing New Year's Eve? Despicable Me/ Minions
Love's a gamble, and baby I'm all in. Hazbin Hotel
What Must Be Star Wars
better luck next universe Deadpool/X-Men
It's the Thought Addams Family/Sapphire & Steel
On Torchwood Business Torchwood
Three Nights to Win Your Heart Hazbin Hotel
Pausing at the Bus Stop on a Snowy Day Buffy the Vampire Slayer/NCIS
The Mistletoe Petition Oz
Scoop The Owl House
For What Is Telling Hazbin Hotel
[ART] Where ya goin', gorgeous? X-Men
[ART] Claws out X-Men
[ART] Jubilee Pinup X-Men
[ART] Lap kitty Deadpool/X-Men
Advent Joy
Day 20 Clean out your closet and donate unneeded/wanted clothing
I spent the week before I left doing this and I'm counting it
Day 20 tea - Roasted Chestnut rooibos - another red rooibos (eye roll. I've counted them this is the 8th tisane out of 20) This was red rooibos, orange blossoms and chestnut flavoring. Very little of it. tasted like red rooibos. I don't like red rooibos much so yeah this is a no.
So have one of my new fandom blends from Adagio, (one day I should make my own blends) Husker for Hazbin Hotel's Husk. it's black tea, yunnan jig tea, wuyi ensemble tea, natural creme flavor & gunpowder and it was good. I liked it.
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