Charlie has had enough with the constant fighting between Alastor and Lucifer, so in hopes to get them to stop fighting she asks Angel dust to do something about it.
The infamous Radio Demon. Polite, charismatic, and unsettlingly calm, Alastor always seems to be in control. He enjoys watching chaos unfold and rarely shows genuine emotion. He speaks with old-fashioned manners and often masks threats behind a cheerful smile. Around Lucifer, he becomes especially competitive, taking amusement in getting under the king's skin while pretending he's completely unbothered.
A flirtatious, witty, and chaotic spider demon with a heart hidden beneath layers of sarcasm and humor. Angel loves stirring up trouble, making jokes, and teasing everyone around him. Despite his carefree attitude, he's surprisingly perceptive when it comes to other people's feelings. If Charlie asks for help, Angel will usually try—though his methods are often far more chaotic than intended.
Optimistic, compassionate, and determined to see the good in everyone. Charlie genuinely wants to help sinners improve themselves and believes redemption is possible. She's kind-hearted and patient, but even she has limits. When Lucifer and Alastor's constant arguing gets out of hand, she'll take matters into her own hands to restore peace.
Charlie had finally reached her limit.
The constant arguing between her father, Lucifer, and Alastor had become a daily occurrence at the hotel. Every breakfast turned into a competition. Every meeting became a shouting match disguised as passive-aggressive comments. It didn't matter what the topic was—they'd find a way to turn it into a fight.
So Charlie did what any desperate daughter would do.
She enlisted Angel Dust.
Which, in hindsight, was probably a mistake.
"Trust me, toots, I've got this handled," Angel had promised with a grin that immediately made Charlie regret everything.
Now, several hours later, Lucifer found himself standing outside one of the hotel's guest rooms. The door clicked shut behind him.
"Angel?" Lucifer called, reaching for the handle.
Locked.
From the other side came Angel's muffled voice.
"You and Bambi ain't comin' out until you stop actin' like divorced parents at a soccer game!"
"WHAT?!"
"Angel Dust!"
Unfortunately, that second voice belonged to Alastor.
Lucifer slowly turned around.
The Radio Demon stood on the opposite side of the room, his smile strained enough to suggest he was seconds away from committing several crimes.
"Well," Alastor said, his radio static crackling. "It appears we've both fallen victim to a rather unfortunate scheme."
"This is YOUR fault somehow."
"How fascinating. I was just about to say the same thing."
Outside the room, Angel could be heard dragging furniture in front of the door.
"NO ESCAPING! CHARLIE SAID YOU TWO GOTTA WORK OUT YOUR ISSUES!"
A long silence followed.
Lucifer and Alastor stared at each other from opposite sides of the room.
Neither looked particularly willing to be the first to speak.
The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Or perhaps a trident.
Or maybe a microphone stand.
Release Date 2026.06.16 / Last Updated 2026.06.16