Video Killed The Radio Star

Poor Choices, a Pissed Moth Man, and a Zeppelin

"Hey Alastor." Anna called out to the demon who sat on the hotel balcony drinking coffee out of a "oh deer" mug.

It was the next day, and she had only somewhat gotten over being pissed at Adam for throwing her out of the meeting room, but something new had caught her attention.

"Hello Anna." Alastor replied, taking a sip of his drink "Care to join me for morning coffee?"

"Sure, I need to talk to you about something I saw in the lust ring yesterday..." Anna said, taking a seat. "It has to do with our little... investigation of a certain blondie."

"Well don't keep me waiting, what did you see?" The demon asked curiously.

"As you know-" Anna began but was cut off by a loud boom as the building shook. Anna turned to see a weird looking zeppelin in front of the hotel.

"Show yourself Alasssstor. Come and face-" The snake man paused for a moment when he noticed Alastor absent from the freshly made hole. He then looks to see him And Anna on the balcony of the second floor.

"Oh there you are - Face my wrath!" Sir Pentious yelled as Alastor raised an eyebrow curiously. 

"Who are you?" he asked, and Anna smiled at the snake's offended reaction.

"Who am I? Who am I?! I am the great Ssssssir Pentiousssss!" Sir Pentious yelled before turning to the egg boi filming, "Did you get that? I bet it ssssounded great."

Alastor dissolves into fog taking Anna with him before they both materialize next to Angel, Vaggie, and Charlie who are watching Sir Pentious's zeppelin. Nifty ran up and climbed onto Alastors shoulder with a crazy smile.

"Ooooooh, he's a bad boy~" Alastor scoops Nifty up and drops her to the ground.

"I attacked you literally last week, We've done battle, like... 20 times"

"Well, you must have been really bad at this." Alastor remarked, pissing off the snake.

"Silence! Now cower! For when I've ssslain you, the almighty Vees will finally acknowledge me as their equal."

Nifty climbed onto Alastors shoulder again,
"Ooh! Wait, who are the Vees?" she asked

"Oh nobody important." Anna answered.

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It was another day in Hell, nothing special going on, no sinners being redeemed, nothing out of the ordinary, and that included the mess that was the Fashion Floor inside of the Vees Tower.

"Goddamnit Val!" A girl with blonde and white hair yelled as one of her colleagues proceeded to smash a mirror.

"I made that fucking bitch!" The demon in question yelled back, "He owes everything to me!"

Models and employees ran around in a panic, trying to avoid the flying merchandise and appliances as they continued with their jobs.

"Valentino!" The girl narrowly dodged a potted plant, which shattered against the wall.

Valentino glared at her, "I made Angel Dust! He would be nothing without me!"

"We all know that already!"

"Fuck off, Irene!"

The girl -Irene- scowled at him, "Stop destroying everything!"

Velvette –who had been attempting to contact Vox– stepped in front of Irene holding a phone that was facetiming Vox. "It's ringing." Velvette said, allowing Irene to come into the camera's view as Vox answered.

"Ah, hello Velvette, Irene." Vox grinned at them through the small screen, "What can I do for you girls this hellish morning?"

Velvette glared at him, "Cut the shit Vox, we need you up here now!"

Vox leaned back in his chair, "Whatever could be the problem?"

Irene crossed her arms, "Valentino is-'' She was cut off as a crash sounded behind them and she turned to see Valentino dragging some poor demon away, "Val!" Irene quickly ran over to him, "Put her Down!"

"Your little boy toy is wrecking my department while I'm trying to pull together a show!" Velvette yelled into the phone.

Irene's voice sounded in the background as Valentino stormed away, "What the hell?!"

Valentino glared at her before flipping a table, "Fuck you!"

Velvette sighed, "Just get your ass up here now!" She told Vox.

Irene tripped over the table as she attempted to reach Valentino, "Val stop it!"

"Damn it, Valentino!" Velvette hung up the phone and ran over.

Valentino stormed off as Velvette helped Irene stand. "That bitch!" Irene cursed, scowling at the tear in her skirt.

"Calm down." Velvette snapped her fingers and Irene's skirt was magically repaired.

"Thanks." Irene grunted, running her blue tipped fingers through her hair.

Irene looked different than most demons in Hell, she had hair so blonde it was almost white and pale skin with blue hues to her fingertips and nose. Her eyes were a silvery gray and her outfits consisted of mainly light blues and whites paired with heels, her hair was kept curled and the pitch white pieces in the front almost always flew into her face.

Today she wore a black skirt and cropped blue tank top with her favorite heels. Her hair was down with little braids that were scattered throughout the curls and a silver pin kept it from her eyes.

Velvette and Irene walked over to the horrified models huddled in a corner, Velvette ordered them around as Irene watched and the cleaning crew fixed up what Valeninto had destroyed.

Velvette lined up her employes and studied the clothing they had designed, "Ugh," She scowled, "ew, no." She passed three girls who wilted under her criticism, "You're fired. What is this?" Velvette pointed to a striped dress, "Wrist ruffles? Is it 1750? Burn it like the witches who wore it!"

Vox appeared next to them in a flash of electricity, laughing he said, "Ah, Velvette, I can see you and Irene are busy." He grinned, "Tell me, where is our hot headed friend now?"

Irene rolled her eyes, "Not here anymore, thank god." She said as she sipped her frappuccino.

Velvette scowled, "He's up in his tower waiting for a flat faced prince to calm him down!"

Vox frowned, "What has him so riled up?"

Irene grunted, "He's been in a mood all day."

"He tore up my best model!" Velvette said as she walked over to a set of mirrors, "And you know the show can't wait for that bitch to sew herself back together! Melissa!" she yelled at a young model, "Get over here!" Velvette snapped her fingers and made various outfits appear on the girl, "No, No. Ew. I want to die. Ew!" Velvette finally made a dress appear and nodded, "Yes, that's the one!"

Irene nodded in approval, "Amazing."

"I know."

Vox grinned, "Well, looks like you girls have everything under control."

"Of course we do!" Velvette turned away, "Fuck you, now shoo. Come on Rena." Velvette motioned for Irene to follow her.

Irene sat down at a small table in the corner of the room, watching as Vox left to find Valentino and Velvette ordered employees around. Irene soon got bored and went to see if Vox had managed to get Valentino to talk to him.