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"I guess... I'll just stay here until you're done." Celeste decided, "if-if Baron Pierce doesn't mind of course!" He shook his head, what was one more fugitive? "No Celeste, it will be an honor to have you here." It wasn't as though anyone up in Heaven would miss her. Her parents were busy with their retirement and Raphael and Lilith with their children. Gabriel was King, so he had his hands full. Of course, Baron King Messiah never expressedly forbid Celeste from coming to earth and she was technically still the Queen of Hell, which meant that demonkind still needed to obey her. What would happen to earth without its leader? "Someone else will need to step up," Celeste mused. She wasn't up to ruling anything.
"I guess... Doll will take over?" Echo suggested, "people will listen to her. She's not evil, like Messiah and she's well-respected by the other demons." Sonata nodded in agreement, her Mother did seem the best-fit for taking over the throne once Messiah was booted from the position. Dinner ended with dessert, after which Rene showed Celeste to her room. It was nice, plush, comfy, nothing like her room in Heaven, which she liked. "I have a request," Celeste turned to the human servant, who was standing at the ready. "Of course, anything you need!" Rene chirped, demons were demanding, it was nice to serve an angel for a change. "Would you mind getting me some paints? I can pay for it of course." She had no idea how money worked, but Celeste had brought gold with her. "I'll add it to our shopping list," Rene dismissed herself. Celeste went to sleep after that, not having much energy left.
She awoke to a little head peeping up at her in the middle of the night. "A-Alice?!" The angel sat upright, the child scaring her half to death. "I had a bad dream and everyone else's doors were locked." Alice looked down at her feet, hugging her two toys against her chest. Celeste smiled knowingly, "it's okay, I have bad dreams sometimes too. Do you want to come sleep with me?" Alice nodded, clambering onto the bed. She lay under the covers, staring up at the angel. "So you're a faerie?" Celeste asked softly. "No, I'm a human, but Monaka says I'm a faerie." It seemed she was confused. "It's okay, sometimes I don't know what I am either." She pat Alice's head, "Everyone says I'm different things and it makes my head spin. I don't want to be any of those things. I just want to be Alice." Celeste frowned, how many times had she thought that exact same thing?
"So just be Alice then," Celeste whispered, taking her hand and clasping it between her own. Alice looked at Celeste's hand, wondering what she was doing. "You don't have to be anything else, okay?" Alice nodded, closing her eyes, the angel and faerie falling asleep in the company of one another. "Alice!" Rene hissed in the morning, trying not to wake up the sleeping angel. "What are you doing in here you silly girl!" She lifted Alice from the bed, tip toeing out of the room and sighing in relief. Alice rubbed her eyes. "I had a bad dream," Rene shook her head. "You can't go sneaking into the guest rooms, Baron Pierce won't be pleased if he finds out."