A miraculous doll

by palladpuzzle

Summary:

Velvette has a secret, when she was alive she was a girl named Marinette Dupain-Cheng, and more importantly the hero Ladybug.

Of course that doesn't really matter now, considering she was murdered and consigned to Hell, eventually become the overlord Velvette.

Secrets unfortunately have a habit of coming out, with Velvette unwittingly revealing the fact she was murdered at the rip old age of fourteen years old during an overlord meeting. Soon enough more secrets come to light, and not just Velvette's at that.

Of course Carmilla Carmine on finding out, begins to keep an eye out on the young overlord much to said overlord's annoyance, besides she holds a similar secret to Velvette, being a former ladybug wielder as well.

Besides there’s the fact there are the odd occurrences going on in Paris, and the fact Adam had recently attacked the Hazbin Hotel and the resulting aftermath to consider as well.

Notes:

• For FoofyFang.
• Inspired by Hazbin Hotel Hell shots by FoofyFang

Chapter 1: A productive meeting (for once)

Summary:

In which Velvette looses her temper at the other Vee's and reveals a fun fact about her during a meeting.

Notes:

Well this story is inspired by Foofyfang's Hazbin Hotel Hell shots chapter 206 which had Marientte and Velvette being the same person which really caught my attention, and gave me ideas. Also another Vaggie is Mirabel Story because I can't help myself apparently. Any way enjoy the chapter and thanks for reading!

Chapter 1 A productive meeting (for once)

Carmilla Carmine, the overlord of weaponry and weapon dealer, was currently heading up another meeting between the overlords of Hell. Usually she wouldn’t have held one so soon after the on a few months ago, but the attack on the Hazbin Hotel by Adam and his goons, and said hotel’s victory over their enemies necessitated it, to see how things would change in the aftermath. She sat at the head of the table, her daughters by her side and her best friend Zestial close at hand.

Currently every other overlord was in attendance, many just talking to their neighbours about this and that, apart for the Vee’s of course, who where clearly going to be late, Carmilla thought with a scowl. She detested all three of those inane fools with a fiery passion. Vox, for his god complex and need for attention. Valentino who she hated men like him on principal. With Velvette completing the trio, the social media influencer, who got on Carmilla’s nerves like nobody’s business. She was arrogant, disrespectful, full of herself and very very rude. All traits Carmilla hated in a person, all in one tiny package.

The door opened and speak of the devil it was the Vee’s. Carmilla was about to rip into the three of them for nearly being late, stopping short when she saw the uncharacteristic scowl on Velvette’s face and the angry muttering of what sounded like French coming from her mouth. From what Carmilla could see from the other two they seemed to be getting on the rag doll overlord’s nerves.

Whatever she was saying was clearly not what Carmilla would call polite. Then again it was the least Vox and Valentino deserved.

Alastor, on hearing the language, perked up slightly and asked Velvette, “C'est du français que j'entends?” he asked drawing many of the others attention away from their conversations.

“Ainsi? Qu'est-ce que ça peut faire à toi?” was Velvette’s reply.

“C'est toujours agréable d'entendre la langue de ma mère, c'est tout.” Whatever Alastor said to Velvette made her soften slightly, making her give the radio demon a short nod.

“Yeah that makes sense.” Velvette softly said, pointedly ignoring the other two Vee’s, who clearly hated the fact they were being ignored by their youngest member. The both of them puffing up from their fellow overlord basically slighting them by doing so. “That’s not a French accent... it sounds like.. I want to say Louisianian?”

“That’s is correct young Velvette. How about you?”

“I’m from the city of lights itself.” Velvette replied, before sighing when she saw some of the confused looks on the other overlord’s faces, the very old ones at that. “Right some of you are right prehistoric, I’m from Paris.” she explained making most of the ones who didn’t recognise the previous term go ‘ah’

“I thought you were from Texas?” ...Apart from Vox apparently. Everyone looked at him like he was an idiot, which he was, even Valentino was giving him a baffled look.

Velvette just gave the tv headed overlord a very unimpressed look. “I’m from France you fucking idiot.” she responded, sounding like she was questioning why she worked with that man in the first place.

“Well how was I supposed to know that!” Vox complained petulantly, crossing his arm like a child.

“Yeah I really don’t fucking care Vox, just shut up and leave me alone.” Velvette said, pointedly taking a seat by Rosie who quite happily let her sit by her, far away from where the other two sat themselves.

“Why so mad doll? You upset about about a lil teasing?” Valentino asked with a grin on his face. One would call it teasing, if they were completely oblivious of the mean spiritedness behind the question.

“What the fuck do you think?” Velvette snapped back, sounding defensive in a way that reminded Carmilla of her two daughters when they did the same thing. Whatever Vox and Valentino were doing, clearly touched at a sore sport for the rag doll overlord.

“Oh come on Vel you got to admit it’s pretty funny,” Vox chimed in, “You can do so much, but you can’t drive a car?!” Vox began to list off some things, ignoring Velvette’s growing annoyance with the man. “Like you can bake, sew, stream, dance, sing, do gymnastics, fence, balance our budgets, ride a moped, and a bunch of other crap. But you can’t drive a fucking car?!” Vox asked her incredulously, with some of the other overlords looking somewhat amused at the fact Velvette couldn’t drive. Carmilla was not surprised to hear that Velvette was the one to balance the budget for the Vee’s, the other two, to put it bluntly did not seem the type.

The moth man and the tv headed man began to list off their theories as to why Velvette couldn’t drive, getting more and more outlandish as they went, completely oblivious to Velvette’s mounting anger and frustration. Until it reached a boiling point, Velvette slamming her hand on the table with a great deal of force, forming a small crater on the reinforced table. Once Vox and Valentino shut up surprised by her slamming her fist on the table, Velvette pointed at the two with her finger, with red and black sparks launching themselves at the pair, when it hit their faces they became red ribbons with black spots that wrapped around their mouths, gagging the two. Said magic looked very very familiar to Carmilla. “That’s fucking enough!” Velvette shouted angrily. “Do you want to fucking know why I never learned to fucking drive?! Huh do you?! Well guess what you chuckle fucks! I was fucking murdered when I was fourteen! Which guess what, is way too young to learn how to drive!” No one made a sound at that, all of them taking by surprise at what Velvette just revealed to them.

Said revelation shocked Carmilla at the fact Velvette was so young when she died, the fact making the weapon dealer re-examine the young overlord, making her see Velvette in a much different light, the rudeness, the defensiveness, it made a lot more sense now. She was a young girl forced into a world that chewed up and spat out adults much older than her with ease.

Well fuck.

Velvette sat down, letting the rest of the room sit on that, saying something that caught Carmilla’s interest. “Putain, Tikki me manque.” she said, with what sounded like a familiar name to Carmilla, a very familiar one at that. Curiouser and curiouser. She needed to talk to the younger overlord in private.

Eventually the meeting got back on track, and thanks to the fact Vox and Valentino had been gagged, it ended up being one of the most productive meetings they had in decades.

. . . .

Once the meeting finally wrapped up, Carmilla, organising the files she had brought along, saw that Velvette was still sitting her her seat fiddling on her phone, clearly waiting for the other two Vee’s to leave before she did. Velvette was still ignoring the two gagged overlords, who were still trying to get her attention.

“Can you take the girls for some ice cream?” Carmilla quietly asked Zestial, keeping one eye on the young girl. “I need to talk to Velvette in private.”

“I shalt taketh the girls f'r ice cream, taketh careth mine own lief cousin.” Zestial replied just as quietly. “Cometh mine own nieces we shalt receiveth delicious ice cream!” Zestial said rasing his voice enough to be heard by Clara and Odette, who both looked excited to get some ice cream. He clearly was excited for ice cream, as were the girls.

After giving her daughters a quick hug in farewell, Carmilla watched her friend and daughters walk off all excited to get some ice cream. As Zestial walked past Vox and Valentino, they both got the hint from Zestial’s glare to leave, and leave they did. Now, as the meeting room door swung shut, it just left Carmilla and Velvette all alone.

Velvette, seeing that the overlords she worked with were gone, put her phone away and got to her feet, not looking in Carmilla’s direction.

“Velvette, I need to talk to you privately.” Carmilla requested, her voice much more gentle than usual in regards to Velvette.

Velvette still not looking in her direction flipped her off. Carmilla sighed, trying to not let it get to her. “What’s it to you? I’m a busy gal, and I have shit I need to get back to.”

“Well it’s about Tikki, from one ladybug wielder to another.” That got Velvette’s attention alright, as the much shorter woman turned to look at Carmilla, her face guarded, and from the way her eyes darted around the room, clearly looking for a way out if she needed to flee from her. Part of Carmilla approved of her caution and another part hated the fact one so young had to do such a thing in the first place.

“What did you say?” Velvette asked wary of the weapon dealer.

“Like I said,” Carmilla said snapping her fingers summoning red and black flames in one hand, “I want to talk one ladybug wielder to another.”

Notes:

Next time Carmilla and Velvette talk on Ladybug to another, while Kagami pines for someone long gone. Hope you look forward to that and i’ll see you next time!

Chapter 2: Let's meet up later shall we?

Summary:

Carmilla gives Velvette her business card, Vaggie and Charlie take a moment to comfort each other and Kagami misses Marinette dearly.

Notes:

Hello everyone, thanks for everyone who left kudos and comments! because wow did not expect such a positive reception on this so quickly thank you very much! Anyway hope you enjoy the chapter and thanks for reading!

Chapter 2

Carmilla standing across from the youngest overlord she knew of having snuffed the flames in her hand, waited for Velvette to respond after revelling to her that she was once Tikki’s partner. Thankfully she didn’t have to wait very long for her to do so.

“Okay, okay.” Velvette replied, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “What do you want to talk about then?” Velvette still sounded wary, and looked ready to book it the moment something she didn’t like happened. So Carmilla would take things slow, and hope that she didn’t spook her.

How should Carmilla spin this? She thought to herself, knowing that the clearly traumatised girl in front of her didn’t trust her in the slightest. Eventually she came to a decision. “Would you be opposed to sharing stories about the time you spent with Tikki? I have my own stories to share as well of course. It can be a location of your choosing.” she offered, banking on the idea that a simple and (hopefully) harmless exchange of stories involving a common denominator would allow her an in. Besides it would be nice to talk to someone about Tikki, someone she had kept a secret for a good chunk of her life and all of her afterlife. Sure she had Zestial but he was a black cat so there were bound to be some differences there, and it would be nice to talk to another of Tikki’s partners.

“Fine I honestly wouldn’t mind that.” Thankfully it seemed to work, as Velvette relaxed slightly at the mention of Tikki. “But seriously I do actually need to go, I wasn’t lying, I have a meeting in like half an hour I need to get to.”

“In that case,” Carmilla said reaching into her pocket and pulling out her business card that had her number on it, “take this, and we can organise a meeting at a later time.”

Velvette proceeded to take it, putting in her handbag. “Call you later!” Velvette said rushing out in the room like a bat of Hell. Honestly, Carmilla thought with an amused smile, it somewhat reminded her of Odette when she was about to be late for something. All flustered and stuffing things in her bag, trying to make it on time. Carmilla just hoped Velvette didn’t trip like Odette had a habit of when she was in a rush.

Now that Carmilla was left on her own, she decided to go to the ice cream parlour she knew Zestial would have taken her girls to, knowing that Zestial had very high standards for his ice cream, which would never cease to amaze her that the oldest overlord that she knew of loved ice cream to bits.

So with her usual level of grace and poise, she switched of the lights, and left for the lift.

- - - -

Vaggie’s body ached like a bitch, then again she had just been in the fight of her life yesterday, with Adam and the exorcists attacking the hotel yesterday. It had resulted in the death of Sir Pentious as well as the complete and utter destruction of the hotel.
Thanks to magic and some hard work they had rebuilt the hotel bigger and better than before.

At the moment Vaggie and Charlie were both laying in bed neither of them feeling up to doing much of anything at the moment. So while the hotel had been rebuilt they were going to keep the door closed for a few days so they could all recover first before welcoming any more guests. If they got any that was.

While Vaggie stared at the ceiling and remembered back to the battle yesterday, remembering the fear she felt as she she saw the exorcists bear down on the hotel fear what they might do to the people Vaggie cared for, Charlie began to sit herself up.

“Hey Vaggie?” Charlie quietly asked her, her voice soft and gentle with her affection towards the fallen angel that shared her bed. Vaggie felt like the luckiest girl in all of creation. “How are you doing?”

“Sore,” Vaggie admitted, “yesterday....really sucked.”

Charlie laughed in a manner that felt habitual more than actually finding amusement with the situation. “Yeah... yeah you can say that again.” Charlie said, moving closer to Vaggie. “Do you mind if we snuggle?” Charlie asked, clearly seeking comfort from Vaggie.

“Not at all.” Vaggie replied, wanting to feel her girlfriend’s gentle and loving warmth as well, besides she wanted to be comforted as well, as greedy and selfish as it made her feel at times.

So Charlie laid on her side, gently reaching an arm over Vaggie, keeping a close eye on her to make sure she didn’t bump into anything that would pain Vaggie, which she was grateful for.

Charlie softly pulled Vaggie in, letting Charlie drape on of her legs over Vaggie’s own. “Hey Charlie how are you holding up? After everything?” Vaggie asked concerned for Charlie’s mental state, knowing she took Sir Pentious’ death hard.

“Honestly... I feel tired, and just sad.” Charlie softly admitted. “I-I-I miss him.” Charlie said, tearing beginning to well up in her eyes.

She started to quietly sob, prompting Vaggie to shift herself so she could wrap her arm around Charlie, letting the princess rest her head in the crook of Vaggie’s neck. Vaggie ignored the brief flash of pain that shot through her body, Charlie being more important that her pain. “There there Charlie.” Vaggie said trying her best to soothe her lover. “I miss him too. We all do.”

“Bu-bu-but,” Charlie sobbed out her voice failing her her voice becoming incoherent sobs, “I don’t know what to do.” she eventually managed to say, Vaggie wrapped her arms around Charlie’s back, feeling her body shake from her sobs.

So that’s what they did, took comfort in each other. If Vaggie cried, well only she and Charlie could say for sure on that.

Eventually they had to get up, their bodies demanding nourishment. So they had a late breakfast/early lunch and neither of them tried to think about how much quieter the hotel was now.

- - - -

Kagami Tsurugi was in her room, sitting at her desk unfinished homework sitting to her side, looking at a framed picture of her and Marinette that sat atop her desk. The picture had the two of them very close to each other in front of the river Seine, Marinette’s arm around Kagami’s shoulder, with Marinette smiling widely, while Kagami’s expression could best be called flustered with her bright red cheeks and wide eyes. Kagami traced a finger down the curve of the photographed Marinette’s face, reminiscing on the day the photo was taken.

The day all in all, wasn’t some grand adventure or anything. Marinette had invited Kagami to hang out with her, and Kagami always willing to do anything to please her friend, accepted. The two walked around, having gotten lunch at a nice cafe, and walked around together, hand in hand despite the fact the contact of their hands made Kagami blush. Why Kagami had no idea, she honestly thought it might be something to do with the fact that she didn’t have many friends in the first place.

They had bumped into one of Marinette’s classmates Rose who Marinette asked if she could take a photo of the two of them. The blond girl proceeded to do so using Marinette’s phone to take the photo, which when Kagami received a copy she proceeded print out and frame, thinking it deserved it.

Kagami sighed sorrowfully. Once more she swore to herself, she would find out what happened to Marinette on the day she died, and when she did she was going to rain hell down on whoever was responsible. Kagami would never be able to forget that day, hearing that Marinette, her dear friend, had been found dead.

“I miss her too.” a squeaky voice sounded out from the Kwami sitting on her shoulder. “We’ll get to the bottom of this, okay? I promise.” Tikki the Kwami of creation promised her. It was one hell of a shock to find out Marinette was the hero Ladybug, someone who definitely didn’t make Kagami lay awake at night thinking about her. Shut up, don’t judge her. But it made a lot of things make a lot more sense now that she knew that piece of information.

Tikki with earrings in her tiny arms, had come to her crying to Kagami, barely able to choke out the words she wanted to say. But eventually Kagami managed to get the story out of the Kwami, even if it involved a fair bit of charades. She didn’t know much about what happened as Marinette had been transformed, but she knew she was attacked and killed, that Marinette managed to removed her earrings and toss them down a nearby grate before succumbing to her wounds.

Soon her phone began to let out a familiar sounding alarm. Kagami looked at her phone and saw it was an Akuma alert. “Looks like there’s another akuma.” Kagami said as she rose to her feet. “You ready Tikki?”

“I am.”

“In that case, Tikki spots on!” with a flash of red and black light Kagami transformed into.

As Kagami leapt from the window, she hoped that if there was an afterlife that Marinette was in the part that would best suite the amazing girl, and that she was doing well.

- - - -

Meanwhile in Hell

Velvette who was currently in a meeting with several of her fellow designers and some of her top models were discussing the next fashion show they were going to be a part of.

She was about to say something about what kind of outfits they could do, when she felt a sneeze coming on.

“Achoo!” she loudly sneezed derailing the meeting quite handily.

“Bless you.” one of her models said handing the overlord a tissue. Her name was Bella if Velvette recalled correctly.

“Thanks.” said a grumbling Velvette. “Right where were we?”

Notes:

Next time Velvette calls Carmilla about their planned meeting, Charlie and Vaggie try to adjust to recent changes and Kagami tries to investigate and find out what happened to Marniette.

Hope you all look forward to that and see you next time!