Chp 20: Radio Killed the Video Star (Part 2)

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Cut to the Vees' headquarters. A large crowd is in front of a store as they watch an advertisement on the tvs facing the window showing off a spy drone.

"New VoxTek designer voyeur scopes, Peeping on the neighbors has never been more stylish. VoxTek! Trust us with your money!" Ad states.

Crowd immediately enters the store and stampedes out with boxes with voveur scopes.

It cuts to random people watching their computers laptops and phones, and reveals their eyes signifying the work of hypnosis.

"This week's episode of 'Yeah, I Fucked Your Sister, So What?' is brought to you by VoxTek. Trust us with your entertainment!" The Ad says.

Shifts to tapping fingers as we enter a large room with tvs showing off numerous consumers as, 'trust us' repeats and overlaps.

Electricity  courses as Vox stands up from his chair laughing maniacally from his viewer's consumerism.

"Muhahaha! Now that's good television!" Vox states happily.

Suddenly his screen-face shifts to reveal an icon of Velvette, another one of them Vees, signifying she's calling, with a clown horn ringtone.

Vox courses the call from his screen to his hands his hand via his electric powers and transfers it to one of his many screens to reveal Velvette in her studio, her hair into a large ponytail.

Vox then sits down on his chair.

"Hello there, Velvette! How are you this hellish morning?" Vox asks Velvette.

"Oh, cut the shit, Vox. I need you up here now!" Velvette demands.

Vox looks to one of his screens as he gets his coffee cup and drinks from it.

"Whatever could be the problem, my dear?" Vox asks her in a slight sarcastic tone.

"Your little boy toy is wrecking my apartment, while I'm trying to pull together a show and-" Velvette rants to Vox.

Off-screen we see several workers running and screaming, and objects being tossed, as Valentino is heard cussing.

Valentino in the background, "FUCKING BITCH!"

"Just get your ass here, NOW! Damn it, Valentino!" Velvette screeches angrily.

The call ends, and Vox's smile fades away as he gets up sighing, fixing up his bowtie.

"Oh god. Here I go, Valentino. Just another fucking day with Val. Hey-hey-hey. Fuck my life." Vox mutters to himself.

Vox then walks up to a platform, which rises up.

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