Just a little Rosie scenario i wrote when I was bored.
It was finally time. The best part of the day. Your annual brunch gossip session with your girlfriend Rosie.
"Y/n darling! Where are you I have tea? Literally and figuratively!" Rosie walked around holding up her skirts.
You where already sitting at
your usual table, so you waved her over. She smiled her pointy teeth and rushed over to you. She kissed both of your cheeks before taking her seat. She immediately starting fixing a cup of tea for herself.
"Hello darling how do you fare?" Rosie crossed her legs.
"Fine. Slightly annoyed. I ran into a rotting corpse on the way here. Just a perfectly good corpse being left to rot."
Rosie looked concerned. "Well I hope you didn't eat it dear."
"Of course not. I have standards."
"That's my lover." Rosie winked at you.
You beamed. Really rotting flesh was soooo ten decades ago. Fresh was WAY better.
"You have gossip?" You asked sipping your own drink.
"Oh yes!" Rosie clapped her hands excitedly. "Guess who I met today?""
"Hmmm I dont know? Someone tasty?"
"Nah probaly to skinny to have any real meat. I met the princess of hell. Charlie! Real sweetie."
"Really? What did she want?" You asked.
"Alastor brought her. She needs an army. Somthing about a battle with Heaven." Rosie fixed her hat.
"Huh. That is interesting. I wonder how an angel tastes...." You wondered aloud.
"Chicken?" Rosie guessed. "The wings anyway."
"Hehe chikywing." You snickered.
"Chikywing indeed." Rosie smiled. "Alastor did say we would be able to feast on all the angels we desire."
You made a humming noise. "Well that's something to look forward too."
Rosie collapsed her hands together. "Why? Is dining with me not enough for you?" She batted her eyelashes playfully.
"No silly. I love you Rosie, and will always love being in your company." You smiled at her, and rolled your eyes equally playfully.
"Is Hell getting a little boring dear? Cause there are always spare arms to go after." Rosie winked.
"Gotta love spare body parts." You sipped your drink.
"Depends on the context." Rosie said jokingly.
"True true."
♤Rosie I don't know whether I want you to be my therapist, girlfriend, or mom♤
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~Dead And Divine~ Hazbin Hotel scenarios and head cannons
أدب الهواةJust me practicing my writing with our beloved demons. REQUEST PLEASE I gave it an official title cause it was boring
