Hazbin Hotel is Vizipop's creation. I only own my OC the Doe-Eyed Killer Josephine Grace, and any not canon characters, nothing else! Nor do I own the artwork you will see within this story all rights go to the artists!
Also a few villains, one mor...
Josephine woke up to her husband's grinning face gazing at her from her side of the bed. He was kneeling down with his arm resting on the blankets of their bed.
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Josephine smiled softly and sat up to kiss him.
"Morning...I...oh dear, um Ally, I just realized I don't have any clothes. Can I borrow something from you?"
He smiled softly as he helped her stand. "I have something better in mind."
He snapped his fingers and an entire outfit appeared and buttoned itself up to fit snuggly on her body.
She smiled softly when she saw herself in the mirror. She stared but then she snapped her fingers and created a monocle, plus a microphone that looked identical to her husband's appeared to complete her outfit.
The sentient feminine microphone spoke with a gasp of amazement.
"Oh Josie girl you are stunning!"
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Alastor grinned as he eyed her. "Darling...why the monocle? You have perfect eyesight?"
"The lens is just regular glass. And don't you think it'd be funny? I'm your doppelgänger, just imagine the chaotic confusion!"
He laughed softly and kissed her lips softly before his hand rests on her stomach. "I love you Josephine."
Her stomach growled. "I'm hungry...I want something other than meat for breakfast! The babies craving either a regular salad or a fruit salad!"
"The baby? Your still technically a month pregnant Josephine, I doubt the cravings would start that early?"
"Fine then, I'm craving a salad!"
He smiled brightly as he kissed her cheek and together they headed to the kitchen.
The moment they entered everything stopped at the sound of shattering plates. Abigail was standing in the remains of a few shattered plates with her hands over her heart and tears in her eyes. Josephine chuckled over how quickly Niffty cleaned up the shattered plates.
