You were a doll that Alastor decided to make one day. Maybe it was a day he was feeling... off? Who knows! He sure as heck didn't.

But he made you and had quite a bit of fun with it, then decided to give you a name. A simple one.

Yes, a perfect name for his cute little creation! He started to even carry the little doll around in his pocket.

He didn't expect his magic to do anything to it! How could he have known? So, when he woke up one day and saw that the little doll he created was suddenly bigger and... alive? Yes, he could say that he was in for quite a shock!

So, now he walked out of his room, holding you to his chest. "Charlie! My dear! Question: What should I do with a child that I accidentally created?" He was half-tempted to make a joke about her having a little sibling, but Lucifer wasn't there, so he didn't bother.

His smile was a little strained as his eyes shot down to look at you, then over at her, and he already regretted this because she was grinning with stars in her eyes while Vaggie had a look of question in her eye.