"ɪᴛ's ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ, 'ʙʀɪʟʟᴀɴᴛɪɴᴀ'.
ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ sᴏɴɢ, ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ."
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ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔦'𝔳𝔢 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔪𝔢𝔱 ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔩'𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤
𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔰𝔲𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩
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"Hey, Sin?" Charlie puts her hand on said demoness' shoulder, making Sin turn around.
"Yeah? What do you need, your highness?" Sin smiles, carrying a small stack of papers that she was going to take to Vagatha's office.
Charlie sighs, "I told you that you don't have to use honorifics, Sin."
"Apologies, Charlie." Sin scratches her cheek sheepishly. It didn't exactly help that she kept on constantly forgetting that Charlie gave her the clear on what to call her.
The princess waves her hand, dismissing the topic. "Nevermind that, I have something that I think you might be able to do..."
Sin gives a noise of acknowledgment and shuffles the papers, making them look a bit more neat.
"I was wondering if you could perhaps, hang these flyers up around the town?" she continues, "It would help the hotel a great deal!"
Receiving a blank stare from the partially red-headed demoness, Charlie stutters. "I-I mean, unless you don't want to, of course. It's entirely up to you." she looks away sheepishly.
"No it's fine, I can do it. Just make sure to feed Yasmine while I'm away." Sin smiles, reassuring the princess.
"Oh, great! Thanks." Charlie smiles brightly, handing a stack of flyers to Sin who takes and shuffles them a bit, making them look more organized.
Watching Charlie walk away, Sin turns away and teleports the papers she had to Vagatha's office.
The demoness hums as she walks to the front of the hotel, looking over the flyers. Turns out, they were just really colorful normal flyers with both Charlie's face and Vagatha's on them. They didn't look the worst, but they could have been better.
"What're you singing, shortcake?"
"A song." Sin replies, having already sensed Angel.
"Well, yeah! But which one?" he picks and prods.
With a sigh, Sin opens the front door to the hotel. "It's called 'Brillantina'. A beautiful song, by the way." Sin begins to hum the song once again, stepping out of the hotel and greeting the not-so-welcomed sound of chaos.
"Hm... Never heard of it." Angel shrugs, following after the serpent demoness.
"Not surprising." Sin continues down the street, putting up one flyer on the building next to the hotel.
Angel Dust stops in his tracks, squinting his eyes at Sin. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing that offensive, no need to worry." She says, stopping as well and turning back to look at Angel.
"Y'know shortcake, I don't know if I believe that!" he whisper-shouts playfully.
Sin shrugs, walking closer to Angel Dust. "Believe what you want, but could you hang a few of these up around here?" she shoves a small portion of the stack into his four arms.
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ᴏᴠᴇʀʟᴏʀᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ (HazbinHotel/Helluvaboss x OC)
Paranormal(Under Heavy Editing!) Sin Marina was only 27 when she met her fated demise, ending up in the depths of the horror show many call Hell. She was a beautiful blonde blue-eyed woman who would always wow a crowd. But no matter how much beauty she posses...
