You brushed your brow from the sweat of working. You've been behind the bar all day while the others decided to go out and have fun with Cherri Bomb. You didn't wanna go to a club with Husk after his groping session the other night and being away from him is driving you crazy. Luckily, (A/g) also decided to stay, looking after her two twins while waiting for Charlie and Maggie to get back from Heaven. "I still can't believe it you know?" You hear (A/g) talk as she watched her twins play together on the floor with Henry and Fat Nuggets. "Believe what?"

"That Charlie can actually go to Heaven." She replied while breathing an irritated sigh. You felt her pain. After Charlie left for Heaven with Vaggie, you couldn't help but notice how destroyed (A/g) looked when she just opened a portal to get there. (A/g) had talked about wanted to go to Heaven for months. Especially after the angels' agreed to come back in 6 months instead of a year. Extermination was one month away and her babies were almost a year old. You couldn't bear to imagine loosing a child who hasn't even experience their first year of life.

You cleared your throat, looking away in shame. "Well, (A/g) Charlie told me that if you were born in hell, Hellborns can't come to Heaven." Normally, you'd say something more up bringing than that, but you figured that the truth was always quicker and it was better to get it out here than leave it at the door to rot. (A/g) frowned at you, but didn't argue. "You're right. Even if I did make it to Heaven, there's no way I can bring my kids. The best they can do is watch it on a big screen."

For a moment, there was total silence until (A/g) spoke again. "Hey (Y/N), I've been meaning to ask you, how exactly did you get here?"

"Huh?"

"Like why did you go to Hell and not Heaven. You're in the form of a mouse, one of the most cutest and probably nicest rodents on the planet." You couldn't help but laugh at the wolf's comment. "The truth is, I'm actually afraid of mice." Nothing shocked the wolf more than your reply. "I told a former friend this and she used it against me in school. She bought a handful of mice and put them in my locker. When I found them, I screamed so loud I think a window broke." (A/g) giggled but allowed you to continue. "As everyone laughed, my former friend took a video of my scream and posted it." At that note, (A/g) stopped laughing, having a pretty good idea where this story was going. "Lemme guess: You became the laughing stock of the week."

"More like the laughing stock of the year. Until sophomore year, no one stopped talking about my stupid mice phobia. They'd even dress up as mice to scare me." You explained as you drunk some booze that you poured in a cup earlier. "Then, on a field trip, I went to confront my former friend about it and then..." you trailed off as (A/g) twitched her ears. "...you killed her?"

"No. I slaughtered her. Well, actually the sharks did the slaughtering but I pushed her in there." You said as (A/g)'s jaw dropped to the floor. "You pushed her in a shark tank?! Damn, that's deep. No pun intended." she said as you blushed. "She didn't even say anything too bad. She just told me that it'll pass and then she said I should be called 'Mousegirl' from now on. I got angry and then I pushed her."

"So did you die in prison?"

"Not exactly. I was alone with her so no one saw me do it. But once the authorities got close to the truth I didn't hesitate. I mean I already killed her. Might as well kill myself." You replied as you stretched out your arms and made your way to the couch where (A/g) was sitting. "So, what about you? How'd you end up here?"

"Tear gas. The cops used too much and my body couldn't take the toxin. Same thing with my brothers." (A/g) said referring to the Firecrackers. You nodded in agreement just as you two felt a bright and shiny light.