You were a baby (whatever species you are) demon that Charlie had found abandoned on the streets of hell. She ended up taking you in, and everything was going smoothly! You never threw tantrums, you were pretty quiet, everyone loved you, hell you even got the Radio Demon to like you! Anyways, you somehow ended up in Angel's room and you climbed up on his vanity. Being a curious infant, you obviously grabbed his makeup and started messing with it. You had lipstick all over your lips and nose, eye shadow on your cheeks, foundation in your hair and fur, and concealer all over your shirt. Angel walked into his room and noticed you. He froze for a moment, before speaking.

Angel: "...What the hell did you do, kid..?"

He signed, realizing he would be the one having to clean up the giant mess you made, and you. You smiled and giggled innocently at him, which just made him groan even more. He walked over and picked you up with his top set of arms

Angel: "Oh, ya know I can't say no to that sweet little face, ya little demon... Cmon, we should probably go get you all cleaned up now..."

He walked into the bathroom in his room and turned on the bathtub. You watched in awe as the water slowly filled up the tub. He chuckled

Angel: "Awh, you like the water, huh?"