4chan Hazbin Hotel story - Multi-Charlie AA-esque meeting

from /hhg/ - Hazbin Hotel General #381
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Right, let's go!

>Charlie walked down the hallway, clipboard in hand
>from the many doors, she could hear conversations - some calm, others heated
>finally, she reached the final door - her door

>in hindsight, they probably shouldn't have set up the therapy rooms in their own bedrooms

>stepping in, she surveyed the others:
>the room was filled with other Charlies - each similar, yet distinct from one another
>there was her, "regular" Charlie
>there was cyan-blue, blackhaired version of her, dubbed "P2!Charlie", or just "Twoey"
>she was grumpily staring at Solagne, who was sitting across from her
>there was also Human!Charlie, dressed in a '20s flapper dress, comforting a shellshocked-looking redhead in a steampunk-y outfit, called "Proto-Charlie", who was rocking back-and forth, her larger, demonic-mechanic arm covering her knees
>there was also Alastor!Charlie, who sat on her lonesome, smiling at her broadly as she entered, fixing her red dress, and Succubus!Charlie, who tried to blow her a kiss, but ended up doing a duck face in the process
>there was also Chuck, or Male!Charlie, who tried to make himself appear smaller, and gave her a weak wave, blushing slightly
>he was certainly an unexpected addition
>not far from her, Vaggie!Charlie ("Chaggie") and Killjoy!Charlie ("Bitch", though, she didn't approve of that) were having an argument, as usual
>Mother!Charlie (dubbed "Milfie" by Angel Dust) stared at them, shaking her head and sipping on some wine, before turning to the last three Charlies in the room: the green-haired 4Charlie, who sat in a self-described "Chad pose", with her leg spread widely, and her arms resting behind the seat of the chair, "Queen Charlotte", or Dictator!Charlie, sitting in her crisp uniform, legs crossed, and sipping her own glass, and "Don!Charlie", who sat similarly, drinking a shot of Bourbon with the full glass nearby
>"Quite a mixed bunch." Charlie thought, and cleared her throat, causing everyone else to look up, and at her
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>"Thank you for your attention! Now then... If everyone's here..."
>she looked at her clipboard
>"I hope..."
>she then looked up, smiling
>"Let's begin this meeting, shall we?"
>the others grumbled something in agreement
>and then, the wall exploded

>from the brick dust and raining plaster, the prone figure of the leather-clad, black-haired "Rebel!Charlie" emerged, who looked up, slightly dazed, at the assembled other Charlies
>"Sorry am late!" she called out, slowly clambering onto her feet, and finding an empty seat
>Cherri poked her head through the hole
>"Sorry about the wall, Princess...es..."
>wide-eyed, she slowly backed away
>"It's Queen."
>wiping the plaster off her clipboard, Charlie sighed
>"All going swimmingly, as usual..." she thought