Fawning for You [A Hazbin Hotel Fanfiction]

Anybody Have a Map?

"Sera says that we need a reason, so we'll find one. They'll mess up, just wait," ________________________

"Hello, my name is Dr. Wither and you must be Voe,"
"Yes, I own this place,"
"How are you doing today?"
"I'm okay,"
She smiles cheerily "What brings you here today?"
"Can I be honest?"
"I would appreciate that, yes,"
"I am here to do a test run of the therapy to get more sinners to come in here,"
She writes all of that down "Now, Voe I would appreciate some honesty,"
"I was being honest,"
"Did you eat breakfast today?"
Voe scrunches her brows "Hmm?"
"Breakfast, did you eat breakfast?"
"Uhh, no,"
"Mhmm, something must be on your mind"
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, you missed breakfast. And according to your lives, you never miss breakfasts. You always do a segment about what you eat,"
"You watch my lives?"
She nods "Oh yes, of course!"
"Hmm," she looks her up and down
"Now, how's your time been in Hell? As of lately,"
Voe thinks it over "Umm, hard I guess,"
"Well, I really want to be an Overlord, but I also want to get redeemed and- You can't tell anyone about what I say, right?"
"Of course not!"
"I want to have a baby and Lucifer is helping me with that,"
"Lucifer, as in King of Hell Lucifer?"
Voe nods. "Yes, that Lucifer,"
"You and Lucifer are best friends?"
"I guess you could say that,"
She writes it all down in a notebook "And you are married, correct?"
"How did you know that?"
"Your lives," she smiles genuinely
"Yes, I am married,"
"And your husband knows you're trying to have a baby?"
Voe opens her mouth and then closes it back "No, actually he doesn't"
"Oh!" she wrote that down as well "Is there a reason you're keeping this from him?"
"When I brought it up before, all he told me was that it wasn't possible,"
"Well impossible and illegal,"
"What do you mean illegal?"
"Well according to Heaven, sinners are not allowed to have children,"
Voe sits back in her chair "I don't care about Heaven, I want my baby,"
"No matter the repercussions?"
"No matter the repercussions,"
Dr. Withers writes down her words "Would you say you were a rule breaker while alive?"
Voe smirks "I was the rule maker,"
"Hmmm, do you think breaking the rules led to your demise?"
"I wouldn't say that,"
"What would you say?"
"I don't know, I got shot,"
"Does that make you feel bad, everyone you left behind?"
Voe looks away "Only when I think about it,"
"What do you do to not think about it?"
"I do things,"
"Like?"
She moves her hands "No, literally, I do things. I'm not being evasive. I keep myself busy,"
"What's your favorite thing to do?"
"It's a three-way tie,"
"Between?
"Listening to music, putting on makeup, and fucking,"
"And fucking is your favorite thing?"
"I told you, it was a tie,"
'When you find yourself thinking about your family, is there something specific that you do?"
She picks at her fingers "I don't I guess I like hugs?"
"Have you thought about your past as of recently?"
"No,"
"When did you first discover that you liked fucking?"
Voe shrugs "I don't know, the first time I did it?"
"And what age was that?"
"15,"
Dr. Wither sits up "Let's dig into what happened a few months ago,"
"What why?"
"Unless you're not comfortable talking about it,"
Voe scoffs "I'm fine. I just want to know why,"
"Because it seems like you're very stressed out lately. Months ago you worked for the Vees correct?"
"Yes,"
"And how did that feel? Having that fame,"
"Well, I was an influencer already, but it was nice making more money, I don't know,"
"Did the Vees treat you well?"
Voe throws her hands up "Of course not!"
"What did they do to you?"
"I didn't like that they yelled at me,"
"What did they yell at you about?"
Voe looks away "Not getting info fast enough,"
"On what?"
"Not what, who,"
"Well, who?"
Voe closes her eyes "The man who is now my husband,"
"And how did that feel to do that?"
"At first it felt like whatever, but then when I got to know him, I hated doing it,"
"Why did you keep doing it?"
"I thought I had to, I had to follow the rules,"
"What rules?"
"The rules they gave me,"
"The Vees?"
"Everyone I guess,"
"Why everyone?"
She shuts her eyes "I'm autistic and I never know what to do really? Or how to act. When someone gives me rules, I follow them, because then I don't really have to think about it."
"And how does it feel when you have to think for yourself?"
"It makes my brain hurt,"
"Has there ever been a time you had to make up your own rules?"
"yeah, I told you I was the rule-maker,"
"But you said that made your braid hurt,"
"Everyone else's rules are stupid,"
"But you follow them anyway?"
Voe is exasperated "What kind of question is that lady?"
"What do you mean?"
"Yeah, I follow them anyway,"
"Why?"
"Because I want to succeed!"
"But you want to be an Overlord, correct?"
"Yes, I want to be an Overlord," she sounds annoyed
"Wouldn't you have to come up with your own rules then?"
"UGGGHHH!"
A beeper goes off "Oop! That's time! Thank you for coming in! For your assignment you have to write down 3 rules you would make as an Overlord, and they have to be original! And there's your next appointment date!"
"But I didn't even- Okay,"
"Pleasure to meet you!"
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