September 3rd, 20XX
Lupin: I am one happy little dog.
He says with a giggle and snear. I mean, how would you feel when you just hauled in 1.5 Million euros in bank accounts and in various cashes hidden from the world. He seems to be in a mood of delight after he moved much of his equipment to his complex; sadly though, it was too much to have in his apartment. So cluttered and hard to move around, boxes filled with disguises and make-shift computers, almost felt as if he was in the closet.
Knock Knock
Lupin: Hello?
Betty: It's Betty, got a minute?
Lupin: Um, give me a moment, the place has some boxes I ordered.
Betty: Oh, What did you order?
Lupin: Some basics: build your own computer and dress making.
Betty: What are you thinking about, making a clothing business?
Lupin: Oof Something like that.
He manurves around the boxes to the door.
Lupin: Opens the door Hey-Whoa~
Betty looked as if she was ready for a date, more red than usual and a purple eyeshadow. Her scar almost as if it was gone thanks to the makeup. And her outfit; a black t-shirt that shows off her belly and is ripped open to show off the top of her chest. Along with her outfit, her bottoms were of a duke of hazzard shorts with black stockings.
Lupin: Per novem in annulos, what are you up to? He said, clearly showing his tail wagging happily
Betty: Sit boy.
Lupin: smiles and leans on his door
Betty: I was on my way with a girls night out.
Lupin: No man around.
Betty: Right.
Lupin: What's up?
Betty: Landlord wants payment, even if you've been working your butt off in this crappy
old building, he thinks that you should pay up.
Lupin: Hm...How much?
Betty: Look, you don't have to pay, you've done much and I could-
Lupin: Nope.
Betty: But you-
Lupin: My problems are my problems, as much as I do appreciate your kindness, I wish to handle my problems on my own from time to time. Says with look of calm confidence
Betty: Huh, and you being gone for months means you have money in the pocket?
Lupin: Yep.
Betty: How?
Lupin: I was finding some interesting items.
Betty: What, like antiques?
Lupin: Yeah.
Betty: Fine, whatever, look for the landlord before he looks for you. Payment is 65.75 per month. You have to pay till the end of the month.
Lupin: Roger dodger.
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