A month later, about a week before Charlie and Vaggie's big day, the Hazbin crew prepare the big celebration, transforming some of Lucifer's mansion into the perfect paradise for a wonderful wedding.
In one part of the mansion, Emily (her wings now healed) attempts to put a disco ball onto the ceiling.
Emily: (struggling) Ugh, why won't this thing stay up?
Angel Dust walks over, noticing Emily's struggle.
Angel Dust: (chuckling) Need a hand there?
Emily: (struggling) No, I got this.
Eventually, Emily is able to put the disco ball onto the ceiling.
On the other side of the room, Clara sets up the chairs and tables as Niffty mops the floor, all while Husk, on bar duty, counts all the drinks in the bar to make sure there's enough for the big day as Sir Pentious approaches him.
Sir Pentious: (weakly) One glass of beer, please.
Husk turns to the snake boy.
Husk: (curious) What happened to you?
Sir Pentious: (struggling) My dear Cherri Bomb happened.
Husk raises an eyebrow at Sir Pentious's explanation.
Husk: (sarcastically) Well, it sounds like quite the eventful night for you, then.
Sir Pentious: (weakly) You have no idea.
Meanwhile, upstairs, the brides-to-be are in none other than Charlie's childhood bedroom, Vaggie holding a picture of Charlie in her teenage emo days.
Vaggie: (teasingly) Look at you, Charlie. Who would've thought the princess of Hell was once a little emo kid?
Charlie: (embarrassed) Vaggie, don't make fun of my teenage phase. We all have our moments.
Vaggie: (smiling) I know, I know. But seriously, you were adorable.
Vaggie leans in and kisses Charlie softly, the warmth of their love filling the room.
Charlie: (softly) I can't wait to spend the rest of eternity with you.
Vaggie: (smiling) Me too, Charlie. Me too.
As they embrace, the door creaks open, revealing Lucifer standing in the doorway with a proud smile on his face.
Lucifer: (teasingly) Am I interrupting something, ladies?
Charlie and Vaggie pull away from each other, chuckling.
Charlie: (grinning) No, Dad. Just reminiscing about the good old days.
Lucifer: (smiling) Well, carry on. I'll leave you two lovebirds to it.
As Lucifer closes the door, a locket falls out of Charlie's pocket. Vaggie picks it up, recognizing it.
Vaggie: (calmly) Charlie, why do you still have this locket? We were told to give it to Niffty by her father when he went kaboom.
Charlie: (nervously) I know... but I just can't bring myself to. I've tried, but... how do you tell someone... especially someone who's a bit crazy that her father is dead? What if Niffty snaps or worse?
Vaggie: (understanding) Charlie, I get it. It's a tough situation. But keeping this from Niffty won't make things easier. She deserves to know the truth, no matter how hard it is. Keeping it will only ultimately make things worse.
Charlie: (nervously) You're right, Vaggie, but I'm just worried if that angel was Niffty's father, then how did he end up in heaven, and Niffty ended up in hell?
Meanwhile, in Carmine Headquarters, Carmilla, Zestial, Alastor, and Rosie gather around a table.
Carmilla: (sternly) Thank you all for coming. As you know, in a few days, the princess of hell shall be getting married to the former Exorcist soldier Vaggie, but that is not why I've you all here. Unfortunately, it appears that many of our fellow overlords were killed during Gabriel and his Warstar Goons' rampage, along with millions of sinners and Hellborn. Aside from Vox, Velvette, and... a certain someone we don't talk about, we are the last overlords in Hell.
Carmilla presses a button on the table as a chart pops down behind her.
Carmilla: (sternly) According to the chart, our control over Hell is falling apart. Even the Vees are suffering financial issues. Something must be done. I thought going to war against Heaven would be too much of a risk, but even I know this is getting out of control. We must take action now.
Alastor: (calmly) If I may, there seems to be an inconsistency with your chart.
Carmilla: (confused) Explain.
Alastor: (calmly) Simple, there's four of us in this room, the two remaining Vees and... the other one, making seven, yet I see eight lines on the chart.
Alastor stands up and points his cane at a light blue line that is going up in a straight line, slowly reaching the other lines.
Alastor: (calmly) It seems we have a new player in town who seems to be quickly making-
Zestial: (calmly) If that is the case, why has this "new player" not shown themselves?
Rosie: (analytically) Perhaps they're operating covertly, consolidating power before making any overt moves.
Carmilla: (nodding) Whatever their strategy, we must not interfere. Whoever this person is will show themselves in time.
Alastor: (calmly) Well then, it seems we have ourselves a little game to play. And I do love a good game.
Back at Lucifer's mansion, Angel Dust attempts to make a house of cards with Husk's cards.
Husk: (concerned) Be careful. Those cards are no joke.
Angel Dust: (calmly) Relax, I got this.
Angel Dust carefully balances the cards, building them higher and higher until... they collapse in a flurry of motion. As a few of the cards fly into the walls and explode.
Suddenly, Odette enters the room and looks up from her notepad to see a card flying towards her as she quickly steps out of the way, causing it to fly out of the room and explode in the hallway.
Angel Dust: (nervously) Sorry...
Odette sighs before walking away, heading towards Clara.
Clara: (curious) So, sis, did you order the cake?
Odette: (calmly) Yes, it shall arrive on the day of the wedding.
Clara: (excitedly) Great! I can't wait to see it. Do you think it'll be as fabulous as the pictures say?
Odette: (calmly) Knowing the baker I hired, it'll be beyond fabulous. It'll be a masterpiece.
An hour later at Carmine Headquarters in Carmilla's office, Carmilla, and Zestial stand facing a window.
Zestial: (calmly) Are you sure about taking lethal action against Heaven? I understand your concerns, but previously, you have tried everything in your power to stop such an event.
Carmilla: (calmly) The tables have turned. Ever since the Exorcists were defeated, it seems Heaven is getting desperate. I saw firsthand what their new minions could do, and both my daughters almost died in the crossfire if not for Lucifer's daughter and her friends. If Hell uprising against Heaven will save my daughters, then so be it.
Zestial: (concerned) But what of your son in Heaven, if an uprising against Heaven becomes a reality, surely he will be killed.
Carmilla: (calmly) I failed him once before. I should have listened to him. If I did, Odette and Clara wouldn't be stuck down here, but instead, I...
Carmilla feels a tear dropping from her left eye as she quickly wipes it off.
Carmilla: (calmly) Anyway, I think it's best if we just think about the now.
Zestial: (calmly) I understand, Carmilla.
Zestial turns to leave, although stops.
Zestial: (calmly) Do your daughters know?
Carmilla: (confused) Know what?
Zestial: (calmly) About the existence of their brother.
Carmilla: (calmly) No, and I prefer to keep it that way... for now, at least.
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Back at Lucifer's mansion, the king himself walks into his room, laughing to himself before his thoughts are halted when he sees the family portrait of himself, Charlie, and... Lilith.
Lucifer walks towards the picture, memories of the divorce with his not-so-nice ex-wife flashing in his mind.
Lucifer: (frustrated) You better not ruin this for our daughter, Lilith. Mark my words, if you try to destroy my daughter's heart by showing up... it will be you who will be suffering this time.