Limo Ride

                                    

                                          


                          
At the news station, Charlie and Katie were having a total catfight. 

                          
"Why won't anybody help me?!" Tom screamed now on fire. 

                          


                          

"How the fuck did that happen?" Angel asked. 

                          


                          
"Glad you haven't changed." Cherri told Angel. "You know you're my favorite guy to party with."

                          
"You know it sugar tits." Angel grinned. 

                          


                          
"Ew daddy, you call me sugar lips." Harmony groaned.

                          
"Nicknames are my thing." Angel shrugged. "I could call you the other ones."

                          
"No." 

                          


                          
"You ready to finish this?" Cherri asked as she lit one of her many bombs. 

                          
"Born ready baby." Angel replied as he reloaded his gun. Now everyone was screaming in war, except Tom, he was screaming in pain.

                          
The scene then change to a limo driving through Hell. Charlie was curled up by the window and Vaggie's eye was twitching as Angel plays with the window control. He was looking at it amazed until he noticed Vaggie's glare.

                          
"What?" Angel asked.

                          
"What? WHAT?!" Vaggie shouted. "What were you doing?!" Vaggie asked ripping her hair out. 

                          


                          
"Ouch." A lot of people in the audience flinched. 

                          


                          
"I owed my girl buddy a solid." Angel defended himself. "Isn't that a redeeming quality? Helping friends with stuff?"

                          
"Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!" Vaggie shouted.

                          
"You win some you lose a few hundred." Angel chuckled. "It wasn't that bad anyway." Angel went back to playing with the window control only for Vaggie to throw a throwing start right at it.

                          


                          
"Nice." Hades gave Vaggie a thumbs up.

                          
"Hey! I raised your baby, you're supposed to be on my side!" Angel glared at him.

                          


                          
"Oh come on I had to." Angel argued. "My credibility was on the line, I mean what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was trying to go clean? It just throws out my entire persona." Angel said as he pushed up his fluff. 
                          


                          
"That's all fur right?" Hades asked.

                          
"Yep." Angel answered.

                          


                          
"Your credibility? What about the hotel? Your little stunt made us look like a FUCKING joke." Vaggie growled.

                          
"No no babe, jokes are funny. I made you look... sad. And pathetic. Like an orphan with no arms, or legs... Oh with progeria! GREAT! Now I'm bummed thinking about it! This thing have any liquor?" Angel asked. 

                          


                          
"Holy shit." Angel spoke up. "I was a dick!" 

                          
"I must be stuck in a time warp because I'm experiencing an extreme case of deja vu." Harmony said.

                          



                          
"Can you please just try to take this seriously?" Vaggie asked him.

                          
"Fine, I'll try." Angel said as he digs through the limo. "Just don't get your taco in a twist baby." Angel winked her. 

                          
"Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?" Vaggie demanded.

                          
"Whatever pisses you off more." Angel replied. "Is there seriously no liquor in here?" 

                          
"I'm gonna kill him." Vaggie glared.

                          
"Too late toots." Angel spoke. "Wait?! Would that make me double dead? And where exactly would I go? To double Hell?" Angel laughed. "Sorry, you're stuck with me bitch. Get use to it."

                          


                          
"Again, freaken deja vu." Harmony said. 

                          


                          
Vaggie started growling in Spanish, muttering words no one could make out. 

                          
"Listen, who cares if some jagoffs got hurt? Most of them are ugly freaks. Look around, you gotta bunch of fucking Harley Quinn babies down here." Angel chuckled.

                          
"You're one to talk." Vaggie mumbled. 

                          
"Hey! This body is flawless. Everyone wants some of me and I got the creepy fan letters to prove it." Angel pulled out a letter out of his fluff. 

                          


                          
"AH!" Angel quickly covered Harmony's eyes before she could read the letter. 

                          
"You keep things in your chest?" Hades asked. 

                          
"It's Hell, purses get stolen easy." Angel defended himself. 

                          
"Can I watch the rest of the show now?" Harmony asked Angel who still had his hands over her eyes.