There will be uncensored obscene and profane language used
Velvette lay sprawled on one side in a comfortable position on her couch. Her head was propped up by her left arm and her right was holding her phone a comfortable distance from her face. While she was mindlessly scrolling and staring, an idea suddenly dawned her.
An evil grin slowly and steadily spread across her face as she pondered her new evil idea. She giggled and kicked her feet in excitement.
Yes, it was perfect!
It was the most evilest, amazing, and perfect plan ever!
Velvette quickly sat up and stretched slightly, now, all she needed to do was launch her plan into action. She hopped off her couch and sauntered over towards Vox's office.
As she knocked on the door she couldn't help but giggle slightly.
"What? Can't you tell I'm busy? Whoever you are, go away." Vox's response snapped her out of her trance.
Uh-oh
Guess who's in a pissy mood today
Velvette opened the door and peeked her head inside, after all, she needed him to pay attention.
As expected, Vox sat on his chair with his back towards her, surrounding him on all sides were screens of all different sizes. To no one's surprise Vox was watching with hawk like intent on every move a single demon made.
Alastor
Velvette couldn't help but roll her eyes, even though Vox claimed to hate Alastor and went absolutely ballistic whenever he saw him, Vox was always watching everything Alastor did, almost obsessively. She decided to announce her presence to get his attention.
"Yoo-hoo, Voxxy!" The British doll demon called out in a singsong voice.
Vox froze and swiveled his chair to face her. He took a sip out of his VoxTek mug and set it aside before speaking.
"Whaddaya want now Vel? Can't you see I'm busy?" He rolled his eyes and spoke sharply with an irritated undertone.
"Yeah busy stalking Alastor." She snorted, you practically love him.
The technology demon glared and hissed through gritted teeth, "For the last time, I don't fucking love him! I just need to know whatever the fuckers up too."
Velvette rolled her eyes, here they went again.
"Anyways, I wanted to tell you something Voxxy!" She could practically hide her excitement as she giggled.
This seemed to have caught the other demon's attention as he perked up slightly, "Do tell, what is it exactly?"
"I was thinking, we should have a sleepover! We haven't had one in ages!" Velvette grinned widely, hardly able to contain her excitement.
"You fucking want me to WHAT?" Vox practically screeched like an eagle who had inhaled 17 pounds of crack. Velvette winced slightly at the sudden outburst.
She grinned, "See you in the main lobby of the V tower at 6:30pm today! If you don't show up, I'll whoop your sorry ass!" And with that, she was off.
The technology demon blinked a few times, feeling a concoction of emotions. Surprised, worried, anxious, and even slightly concerned. Vox pushed those emotions away and swiveled his chair back to face the screens and spy on Alastor.
Velvette felt extremely giddy as she glided down the halls. She knew Valentino was probably in his studio filming porn again. She grimaced at the thought, she hated visiting that cursed place. Valentino definitely needed therapy.
The British doll demon exits the tower and heads on over to the Porn Studios, which wasn't too far.
The moment she opens the door the smell of sweat, lube and bodies hits her face. She wrinkles her nose and takes a step back as if hit by an invisible smell punch. As she takes in her surroundings and regains herself, she scans the crowd of scantily dressed actors and actresses for a familiar tall lavender skinned moth pimp. To her disappointment and dismay, Valentino is nowhere in sight, looks like she'll have to go in and find him herself.
Velvette slips into the crowd but finds it hard to concentrate over the bustling chatter of actors and actresses moving around AND some very....questionable sounds of pleasure. As she moves around attempting (and failing miserably) to find a certain moth pimp she taps the nearest demon on the shoulder.
A medium height sinner demon with a snake-like body turns around. His eyes are a sickly shade of yellow and his cobra-like hood is a bright greenish colour. Velvette takes a quick look at his outfit. His uniform clashes horribly with his green skin tone. She winces inwardly, this is a fashion disaster! The sinners demon's name tag reads "Brutus"
Brutus raises an eyebrow, "Well? What do you need?" He snaps impatiently at her.
"Where's Val? I need to see him right now." The British doll demon replies quite dryly.
Brutus jabs a finger vaguely down a corridor behind him, "Walk straight, and turn left on the first fork. Second door to the right. That's where he is."
Brutus slithers off, probably to avoid further conversation with her. Velvette walks at a brisk pace following the instructions, both sides of the corridor are lined with doors, any free space on the wall is occupied by a poster of Valentino or some other porn star. As she turns left on the first fork, she finds herself standing face to face with the second door to the right. The door which Valentino was allegedly behind.
Velvette peeked open the door and looked inside. Valentino, was indeed inside.
The moth pimp sat behind a camera which was currently not filming while he was talking to one of his assistants. In front of the camera in the filming vicinity was a bed. On that bed sat Angel Dust and another sinner demon with reddish skin, black long hair, and two horns jutting out of her head and a forked tail. Her yellow eyes flicked between Angel, who was fiddling with the bedsheet, and Valentino, who was getting more and more aggravated the more he conversed with his assistant.
Velvette cleared her throat which caused everyone in the room's head to snap in her direction.
"Val, I need to talk to you about something." She walked up to him.
"Mhm, sure, go ahead baby-doll." Valentino clearly wasn't paying much attention to her.
"So, I was thinking, we should have a sleepover today! At 6:30pm!" She giggled excitedly.
"A what?" "C'mon Val, Voxxy'll be there too!" "Fine, but I'm only doing this since you asked so nicely and...since...Vox'll...be..there...too." The moth pimp murmured that last bit too quietly for Velvette to hear.
Velvette didn't care and she waltzed off somewhere.
