Imagine Charlie assigns Alastor and her dad to help install, idk the washing machines down in the basement in the hotels laundry room. Of course she was just thinking out loud when she mentioned it needing to get done, but Lucifer got all eager to help, and Alastor was making snippy comments, so she throws the manual at them with and forcefully cheery "aw thank you for volunteering, dad, and thanks for volunteering to help my dad. Try to have it done by tonight, yeah??" Hoping they'll maaaayyyyyybbbeeeee learn to work together. Probably not, but hey, play stupid games wins stupid prizes. Maybe she'll actually get the laundry room up and running.
She sent them off to do that, of course, around 9 in the morning and it's now nearing 5 in the evening. And they're both still down there. There hasn't been any yelling at least, and the walls haven't started to shake with the force of their fighting at any point. But it's weird. And a little unsettling.
When she brings it up to the other they agree, and they end up all going down their, to see if thier own theories are right.
Husk, Niffty, and Vaggie: They killed each other
Angel dust, and Cherri Bomb: all that tension finally popped the container, and they've been having wild crazy sex all day
Sir pentious: theyre actually working on the washing machine, he knows they take running this place very seriously thank you.
And while no one could really tell you what they expected to walk in on, it certainly wasn't ... this.
Alastor and Lucifer at sitting in the middle of the basement floor their backs to the door as they huddle over something. The majority of the washing machines sre relatively arranged in the long rows Charlie had planned out, at least, and all the driers are along the back wall. But nothing's hooked up.
Carefully walking closer, the others get a good look at what Alastor and Lucifer are looking at.
It's the manual for the washing machine installation. More specifically, the page that details how to wire them, with a colored diagram of the inside of a washing machine with 4 different colored wires, red, yellow, green, and blue.
Alastor is holding a blue wire in his had, and comparing it to the image in the manual, Lucifer's doing the same with a red wire.
The others look from this to the three multi-colors piles of wires in front of them, one that's mostly blue with a few green wires, one that mostly yellow with a few red, and one pile that's double thr other two and almost equally full of red and green wires.
And it's dawns on them all.
"These two idiots are color blind!" Angel yells through his laughter. "They can't wire shit!"
Which has Alasto and Lucifer turning around and break neck speed and yelling over eachother.
"The colors on this acursed manule do NOT match the wires themselves!" Alastor says, waving the manual at them "clearly whoever wrote it was a FOOL-"
And Lucifer says. "I can see the full spectrum of light!! These!!!" He waves a handful of wires at them. "Of COURSE i can't tell them apart, they're all from the same tiny blip of visibility you sinner get- well most of you-"
This last bit is aimed at Alastor. Who shoots back and hissed "fuck you!"
And sure, it's their own pride that kept them from asking anyone else for help, Charlie sees that that needs working on. But they DID clearly agree to try and work together so no one else found out, and that's a step in the right direction. So instead of letting the scene play out, Charlie just sits down beside her dad and starts sorting the wire correctly.
"Here I'll sort them, . Thanks for trying though."
