Mavy-Wavy

              ✥✦✥   ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                  ❤                   *           Muerte smirked lightly.                                      Though she really rarely took off her extravagant sombrero,                                                                                        she a found a better solution.   ❝ — Well, I doubt you can try mine…                                               But, may be, you’d like to try out your own? ❞      She snapped her delicate fingers and out of a small firework of flower petals appeared another a bit smaller hat, which mostly resembled the one that Muerte wore. But only it was purple.                 ❝ — How about this one?… ❞

 "Mmm-maybe you should finish that thought, darling. We are — ? Dashing? I get that a lot.”

              ✥✦✥   ░▒▓ ∽⊰ ℳ ⊱∽ ♥⋆                  ❤                   *           The Queen lifted her chin and                                               granted the young vampire with a benign smile.                 Her hands placed together in front of her chest in a dainty manner.   ❝ — Oh, Holla, dear, I’m pleased to meet you! I am La Muerte, but you can simply refer to me as Catrina… Yes, of course. What was that you wanted to say? ❞