(A/n: Hello, I just wanted to say, no this book will not be short episodes this is just an Introduction, yes this is episode one but this had to be quick usually my books are about 4000 words or more words.
(Story contains.
Abuse, self-harm, strong language/swearing, make out scenes-nothing more and, drugs. If you can easily get triggered by this or you feel uncountable more so you can't handle it I will put Trigger warnings (TW) for Abuse, self-harm and, make-out scenes.)
(I also don't own Hazbin hotel.) (Sun and moon demon thing was inspired by (5 nights at Freddys (Sundrop and Moondrop)
(Y/n)=your name
(H/l)=hair length
(H/c)=hair colour
(C/c)= Chosen colour. (I won't be doing favourite colour for random things but you can just choose a colour instead.)
Other than that I will make this book have so many emotions I wanted to make it as realistic as possible other than the whole hell magic ability thing. You know what I mean. If you would like to request ideas for this book by all means please I would love the help. Anyway, by the way, Mabel's original name was Lex so if you see my OC as Lex sorry but I missed editing it.)
"I wrote a story"
"Y/n I need this book to be done by 9 am tomorrow. If I don't get it in by then you're cut off. No more excuses."
"I-."
Yep once again, I'm left with an angry boss who just hung up on me after a big conversation. No wait let me recap that. Left me in silence because I didn't say one thing in that call. I sigh. This was going to be a long night. Honestly can't stand why she has to be so upsetting to hear. But you know, you do you.
Sitting down at my small desk. While tying up my (H/l), (h/c) hair into a messy bun, and placing my (C/c) crucial glasses onto my face. (Minty: if you don't have glasses you have them now, lol don't mind me.)
See I was always that person to wear an oversized hoodie and tights. Don't know why I just felt like it; I was always the friend in the group who didn't go out because I was too busy reading, writing or drawing. Well, part of that is true I just don't want to be around people. I liked being in the shadows watching everyone from afar. Wow, that sounded so really creepy. Anyway, this led up to me becoming an author. I don't really hate it, it's a good way to get feelings out without people knowing. Other than the whiny boss I love it.
Sitting at my desk I took a quick sip of my boba tea. Amazed at how one sip can just finish the whole drink. "Alright let's do this." I just randomly talk to myself. You know what I like to say.
"It's all fun and games until someone catches you laughing at your own joke." I laughed to myself. Anyway, I am off-topic. Reading through what I wrote, I needed to fix things up.
"Mabel, the jester sun half moon demon, shares the love and forgiveness of the fox with tears. The tears of the fox gave her one more ability to change to different kinds of undiscovered foxes. It was a thank you for the assassination of the unhealthy-minded young aged boy. The world came more than lucky to the young girl. But for punishment for killing a soul even if it wasn't miss-told for an innocent, she is lost with nothing more than guilt. Living a life that will change the end of misery."
Smiling to myself as I read my most powerful and descriptive story. Taking my computer to the kitchen. I placed it on the bench.
I took out a daffodil (Minty: it's a type of flower) designed cup, and also placed it on the bench not so close to my computer. I filled it with two tsp of caster sugar, as well as one single tea bag. Taking the kettle off the stove I walked to my kitchen sink and filled it up, only halfway. Walking back over to the stove I gently placed the kettle filled with water and turned on the stove. My attention played back on my computer. I walked back over and continued to write while waiting for the water to boil.
"As Mabel stood there for 2 or so seconds. Footsteps started to approach the door. The door opened revealing Blond hair, a Pink coat and pants with a white undershirt, the princess of hell herself. Suddenly feeling a wave of nervousness fall upon the girl, she was starting to regret her decision to come to this unknown place.
"Hello, welcome to the Happy hotel, please come in." The blond princess took the shy girl's hands in her pale ones as she pulled her into the hotel.
"What can I help you with?" she asked
"I-." before the shy girl could finish her answer, there was a spear to her neck, making the poor frightened girl a lot timider.
"What do you need, you sun fox-looking jester." The newly announce demon with grey-like skin and a red-pinkish x upon her eye, she was wearing a grey dress with a pink bunny bow in her grey hair. She asks with a bit of venom in her tone.
"I just wanted somewhere to stay. I just got here and I don't know anyone. I am scared. I just want to go home." Mabel replied unsure of her answer." Again reading over a little amount of my book. I was interrupted by the kettle screeching at me.
Making my way to the stove I took a cloth and wrapped it around the handle. Picking up the kettle I poured a little amount of boiling hot water into the white cup. Walking over to my fridge I took out the heavy milk and poured it into the cup. Watching the tea take over the white milk into a lovely light tan and white blotches of colour. I noticed how beautiful it could really be. Taking my spoon began to stir the cup to combine the colour and flavour of warmth and bitter aromas.
Taking my computer in one hand, and holding my cup in the other, I rushed my way to my desk.
"Ow, ow hot cup of tea. burning me.'' Rushing to my seat I placed the cup down as well as my computer.
I pulled my hand to my face and examined the injury. A red mark.
"Hurts more than what it looks. Also, why should I redo this book? I thought the saying was 'you get what you are given,' don't get me wrong I am just standing for the saying. WHO AM I TALKING TO?" I muttered yelling to myself.
Welcoming myself back to reality, my hands and mind started to work there. Typing and thinking of how to make this book better than what it already is. But of course, it needs to be better.
"Bullshit, I worked too hard on this to care anymore," I yelled. Regrettably scaling down my hot enough to burn holes in my throat tea, I coughed out. I am telling you now I am not being dramatic but there was steam coming out of my mouth no joke.
I was shutting my computer and taking my white daffodil-designed cup to the sink but not the dishwasher because I just can't be stuffed taking another step to get to it. I walked over to my bed. Falling onto my bed with an "oof". My glasses fall off.
"At this point, I don't even care where my phone is." I shut my eyes. But the glue didn't stick enough as they opened right back up from the little voice screaming in my head. "You left the stove on." Running out of the blanket that didn't even get a chance to warm me up, I ran to the stove.
"Does the universe hate me or something?" I growled looking at the turned-off stove.
Making my way to my desk I grasped my phone in my hand and played a no-lyric background song called 'falling down. by Duncan Cox' Walking back to my bed I rolled myself in my blankets, probably smashing my glasses I fell into an unsettling slumber.
(A/n: Like I said this was meant to be a short episode but the rest will be much longer. Hope you enjoyed it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
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