It was Christmas down in hell the guests of the hazbin hotel where setting up for the holiday.
Charlie: the tree looks great guys.
Jack: thanks Charlie.
Mark: we worked hard on it.
Everyone was hard at work putting up decorations after everything had been set up Charlie had gathered everyone around
Charlie: ok it's time to pick out your secret Santa and remember keep it to yourself.
Jack drew mark
Mark drew Jack
Clay drew angel
Angel drew husk
Charlie drew vaggie
Vaggie drew Charlie
Husk drew clay
Niffty drew Alastor
Alastor drew niffty
Frank drew sir pentious
Sir pentious drew frank
Charlie: alright now that everyone has their secret Santa's it's time for you to get there gifts.
Everyone went out to get the gifts after they got there gifts they came back to the hotel
Charlie: now we dress for the occasion everyone dressed in Christmas wear
Charlie: now we are gonna sing songs~
Jack: me and mark have got one.
Mark: 🎵I'm Mr. White Christmas
I'm Mr. Cool.
I'm Mr. Icicle
I'm Mr. 10 below
Friends call me Snow Miser
Whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch!
I'm too much🎵
Mark: oh I'm too much baby.
Charlie and others:
🎵He's mister white Christmas
He's mister snow
He's mister icicle
He's mister ten below🎵
Mark: 🎵Friends call me Snow Miser
Whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch!
I'm too much🎵
Mark:
🎵I never wanna know a day
That's over 40 degrees.
I'd rather have it 30, 20, 10, 5.
Let It Freeze!🎵
Mark: oh it's cold in here baby it's much to cold in here for you guys come on.
Charlie and others:
🎵He's mister white Christmas
He's mister snow
He's mister icicle
He's mister ten below🎵
Mark:
🎵Friends call me Snow Miser
Whatever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch!
I'm too much🎵
Mark: oh I'm too much baby I'm much too much ohhhh~
It was jacks turn
Jack: 🎵I'm Mr. green Christmas
I'm Mr. Sun.
I'm Mr. Heat Blister
I'm Mr. One Hundred and one
They call me Heat Miser
Whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.
I'm too much!🎵
Mark/Charlie and others:
🎵He's mister Heat Miser
He's mister sun
He's mister heat blister
He's mister hundred and one🎵
Jack: 🎵They call me Heat Miser
Whatever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch.🎵
Mark/Charlie and others: 🎵He's too much🎵
Jack: thank you.
Jack:
🎵I never wanna know a day
That's under 60 degrees.
I'd rather have it
80, 90, 100 degrees!🎵
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The three kings of hell
FanfictionThree friends who have know each other all end up in hell what is to happen when they meet again after so many years apart
