Velvet groaned from her "office", its more like a posh lounge, with vanity mirrors, fancy all purpose gowns, and every style of fashionable teenage clothing.
Velvet was lounging on a beanbag chair scrolling through her phone.
Suddenly the doors opened. "Well Princess I must say that chat was short...???"
She turned to the doors a saw them close in a blur. "Seriously...stupid creaky doors..."
Niffty giggled and Velvet looked to the left and saw nothing. All around her she heard that giggling laughter.
"Hehehe...Once upon a time there was a girl without any prestige to her name..."
"What The Hell Is This?"
"She was a seamstress by trade...they called her Doll."
"What's Going On? Val, If This Is Some Kind Of Joke You're Getting Blocked From All My Social Events!"
"They made her into the perfect wife...they broke her innocence...gone were all her childlike dreams...but she had a thousand unraveling strings...she sewed them up daily to avoid making a scene..."
"A wife must be kind. A wife must be posed and elegant with her every action! Stand up straight! A lady doesn't slouch! Dust the halls. Wash the clothes. Cook the meals. Read the Bible. Avoid the Seven Deadly Sins my child or else to Hell you'll be doomed to forever. And above all—a wife must be obedient!"
"A good wife she became, but the shadows of a life stolen from her always followed her through the halls of the home she lived in."
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(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer
FanfictionHazbin 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...