Charlie fins an injured, little vaggie after one extermination in an alleyway. she takes her home and cares for her while she's small.
requested by eccentricJester on Ao3
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Vaggie was panting heavily once she woke up. She found herself in an alleyway where Lute ripped her wings out and stabbed her eye. She immediately tried to get up, worried that danger might be lingering nearby. She thought they would be back for her. She needed to get somewhere safe and away from people. They would try to finish her off, especially because she was currently in cannibal town.
Vaggie crawled her way over to the dumpster. She lost her balance and slid down the side. Her wings being gone really felt off.
As she laid there, her mind raced with panicked thoughts.
"No, I need to get up. They're- they're gonna kill me!" She thought. However, the pain and aching was too much for her. She gasped for air, trying to get a hold of herself but as she was left alone with her thoughts of what had just happened, she just kept spiraling.
Then, this random thought came into her head. 'I want my mama,'. It was so strange too. She hadn't met back up with her mom in heaven and can barely even remember what she looked like. Then she realized what was happening to her.
'No, no, no! I have to stay big! For my own safety,' she thought. She can't slip. Not now. But the pain was getting too much and the stress of what she was going to do was unbearable. It was straining and took so much of the little energy she had out of her. She really wanted to start bawling while being rocked in someones hands.
Vaggie sucked on the tip of her thumb to relieve some of her anxiety. It unfortunately made her slip further.
"Holy hell! Are you okay?!" A person yelled out. Vaggie looked up and saw someone rushing towards her with concern on their face. She immediately got scared by the loud noises they were making and curled up into a ball and slid the whole thumb in her mouth.
"Hey, its okay, I'm sorry I scared you," The person tried to calm her down. Vaggie just whimpered as another wave of pain and burning rushed over her. Being half-way big and half-way small, she really didn't want to start wailing in front of this new woman.
"I'm Charlie Morningstar. I was checking out the damages from the extermination. Can I please see your eye? I have bandages," Charlie asked in a soft and soothing voice. Vaggie trusted her, maybe a little too fast. She was feeling small so any kind being she would trust.
"M Vaggie," She told the stranger.
Vaggie turned a little towards her and took her thumb out of her mouth so Charlie could get a full view of her eye.
"Oh you poor thing, This must really hurt. I'm so sorry, these exterminations can be so brutal," Charlie began to wrap her face.
"When we get back to my place, I'll clean it up. Any more injuries?"
"Wings gone..." Vaggie sniffled as she was reminded about how she was now fallen and without her wings.
"Okay, I'll take a look at it once we get to my place. Do you need help getting up?" Charlie purposed. Vaggie nodded, putting the thumb back in her mouth. She was glad Charlie didn't say anything about it. She was really kind too.
Charlie used all of her strength to pick Vaggie up and carry her back to the limo. As the driver drove them back to the Morningstar Mansion, Vaggie curled up in Charlies lap. It just felt right to do. Charlie let her do it too.
"Hey, I forgot to ask earlier, but do you know how old you're feeling? Your behavior is telling me you're regressed right now..." She said. Vaggie looked up with tears in her eyes. Not only did this stranger she just met not find her weird and a loser, but she also understood what was happening with her! She held up 3 fingers.
"I see, you're feeling a bit small, huh?"
"Mhm," Vaggie mumbled.
"That's okay, I'll put you down for a nap after we take care of your owies, 'kay?" Charlie explained.
Before long, the limo pulled up to the mansion and the two stepped out. Instead of carrying her, Charlie just let Vaggie lean on her as they walked to the door. Charlie fumbled with her keys before unlocking the door and stepped inside.
"My mom's out and my dad is at our vacation house so we have the mansion all to ourselves," she said as she walked Vaggie towards the kitchen. She lifted the girl onto the counter before pulling out a first aid kit from under the sink.
Cleaning the wounds were...difficult to say the least. Vaggie was extremely sensitive at the moment so right when she put disinfectant spray in her empty socket, she cried. It was the type of cry that would make your heartbreak. It made you feel like you had to do anything just to make them be happy again. It was quite literally a child's.
"Shh, shh, it's okay, the ouchie feeling will be gone soon, I promise," Charlie comforted her and held her hand as she sobbed. She was very tall and could easily hug her from the position they were at but she didn't want to disturb her back injuries.
After wrapping her eye up and cleaning her back wound, Charlie realized it would be best for her to take a bath before putting her down for a nap. Her short, light gray hair was greasy with sweat and grime. Her body was covered in alleyway dirt and just by the texture of her skin, Charlie could tell had some wiped off blood on it.
It was actually pretty great that Lucifer liked rubber ducks so much because they helped keep Vaggie occupied while Charlie washed her hair and body. Sure, it was a bit awkward but Charlie tried to think of it like that. Luckily, they had waterproof bandages so none of her injuries got wet and stingy
Once she got Vaggie dried off and into some of her old pajamas (Her newer ones would be too big and baggy), she took her into one of the guest rooms and tucked her in.
"Why you being so nice ta me?" Vaggie babbled in confusion. No one was ever this caring with her. She had to make people fear her in order for them to respect and be kind to her.
"I hate seeing people hurt... and you looked all alone and scared in that alleyway, I just needed to make sure you were alright. I don't know what it is, but taking care of people and being nice to them, just makes me feel good. It's nice knowing what you did, impacted someone in a positive way," Charlie explained. She sat at the foot of the bed.
"Sorry, that might be a little too deep for you to understand right now," She apologized before making her way to head out the room.
"Wait!" Vaggie yelled in a terrified tone.
"I dun wanna be alone... da dark is also scary," Vaggie whimpered.
"I'll stay until you fall asleep, how about that?" Charlie offered. The small girl nodded and Charlie went to sit in a chair in the corner.
As Vaggie was falling asleep, Charlie couldn't help but wonder and worry about the new guest she had. There was a lot of golden blood on her back wound. Was this being possibly an angel? Maybe a fallen one? 'No' Charlie thought, 'an exorcist probably spilled its blood on her'. If a sinner can be injured, most likely an angel can be too. She just knew that when she would wake up the next morning, it would not be fun. They always say the second day is the worst when it comes to recovering. At least Vaggie wouldn't be alone. She had Charlie to help take care of her.