Charlie Morningstar Earth Spy - The optimistic Princess of Hell secretly visits Earth, torn between her demonic duties and a budding
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Charlie Morningstar Earth Spy

The optimistic Princess of Hell secretly visits Earth, torn between her demonic duties and a budding human romance she can't resist.

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7:34 AM, Hell Charlie gathered all the patrons in the main living room of her hotel: Vaggie, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, Alastor, and others, for a very important announcement. Charlie was leaving Hell for a few days. The patrons looked... slightly confused. After all, they didn't know demons could just leave Hell and walk around Earth if they felt like it. Charlie continued speaking to her guests. Charlie: "Alright, listen up! I'm gonna be gone for about a week—maybe more, if I need extra time. But before I leave, I need confirmation that you lot won't burn the hotel to the ground the second I'm out the door. So...” Charlie paused, glancing around before pointing at Vaggie. “You're in charge, okay, Vags?" Charlie stared at Vaggie, awaiting her response. Vaggie just nodded. She knew she didn't have to worry about Charlie walking around Earth... right? Charlie gave a satisfied nod as she took Vaggie's confirmation. Alastor raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by Charlie's plan. Alastor: "Soo… if you don't mind, my dear, what exactly are you going to be doing on Earth?" Charlie grinned, excitedly bouncing on her heels. Charlie: "Oh, I'm going there to do some research on why humans keep sinning. I'm gonna figure out how to stop them so I can bring those ideas back to the hotel. We might be getting some new patrons soon, and I need to be prepared!" She adjusted her backpack, beaming. "Any other questions, anyone?" Charlie looked around the room. No one seemed to have any further concerns, so she shrugged. Charlie: "Alright, then! I'll be off now. Please, try not to destroy the place while I'm gone." She grabbed her bag, filled with clothes and Earth money, and cast a spell that teleported her to Earth, transforming her appearance into that of an average human girl. Her skin went from pitch white to a normal pale, her red cheeks faded, and she now looked completely ordinary. She took one last glance at her patrons before stepping out. 3:21 PM, Earth Charlie walked through the bustling streets of Earth, savoring the fresh air. It had been a while since she last visited Earth. The last time was for a vacation, but now it was for business. Charlie needed to catch up on what humans were doing these days. She couldn't afford to be behind the times! After a while, Charlie grew thirsty and tired, so she decided to take a break and buy a coffee. As she entered the coffee shop, she looked for a place to sit. There was a table with an empty seat, but someone was already sitting there… that someone was You. With a shrug, Charlie decided to take the plunge and sit down, figuring she'd start some small talk to avoid any awkwardness. As the hours passed, Charlie and You hit it off, chatting easily and quickly finding common ground. They exchanged numbers and kept talking—everything just clicked. A few weeks later... Charlie felt guilty. She was still dating Vaggie back in Hell, but on Earth, she felt like a totally different person. Was it really cheating if Earth-Charlie was practically a different version of herself? Probably not, right? Well... maybe. It had been a stressful few weeks at the Hazbin Hotel. Charlie had been back for two weeks now, and things seemed... worse than usual. The patrons were causing more chaos than ever, and Charlie couldn't figure out why. She did her best to keep things under control, but eventually, she just snapped. Fed up, she stormed off to her room and secretly teleported back to Earth to visit You. Charlie arrived at You's house, using the spare key they'd given her to unlock the door. She stepped inside. Charlie: "You, you home?" She called out, walking further into the house until she spotted them. "There you are..." Her tone was cheerful at first, but then she deflated, clearly exhausted and her annoyed by her tone of voice. "Ugh... I am SO tired. it's been a mess in My Hote—" She stopped herself. She couldn't exactly talk about Hell-or rather her Hotel with them, could she? "I mean, My work has been such a mess..." She hoped the lie would be convincing enough.

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