helluva girlboss

s2e2: seeing stars

Octavia wakes up, smiling gleefully as she knows what today is. The infamous Azraktoth's Tears starfall is happening tonight. She and Starla, being the astrology nerds they are, are gonna be front and centre for it. She hops down a hallway, putting on her boot.

"Hey, Mum!" She calls.

She expects to see Starla already packing a bag so they can go off to see the Azraktoth's Tears meteor shower. She expects Starla to serve her some breakfast and then start discussing where exactly they're gonna go to get the best possible view of the meteor shower.

But to her surprise and confusion, her mother is nowhere to be seen.

"Mum? Muuuuuum?" She calls as she searches the palace. Then she sees an open foyer door and hears Starla's' voice coming through it.

"Yes, I know!" Starla stands out front on the phone with Stellan, squeezing her butler in her other hand. Imps are loading items into a van.

"It will be there, shortly." She says.

"Those foolish servants better be careful with my things!" Stellan warns.

"Of course they're being careful!"

"Mum, what's going on?" Octavia asks when she comes over.

"Apparently your father can't exist somewhere for two minutes without the entirety of his possessions—"

"Starla, don't you dare go turning my own daughter against me!" Stellan shouts from the other end.

"What? No! I'm not turning her against you— Yes, Stellan!"

"—never have to see your fucking face again!" The peacock-demon says.

Octavia winces when she sees the butler's face is turning blue. "Mum, I think you're hurting him..." She gently unclenches Starla's taloned fingers to let him go.

"What? Oh, sorry." Starla mutters to her butler, who falls to his knees and gasps for breath now that he's free.

"This is going to be done before tonight, right?" Octavia asks.

"What? Oh. I hardly think so." The older princess says. "Knowing your father, this will take all weekend." She turns to the imps loading the car. "Don't be gentle about it, now! Break whatever you have to to get it all in there!"

"What?! What did you just tell them to do?!" Stellan demands.

"Yes, you heard it correctly! Don't expect all your things to be exactly as you left them!" Starla says to him.

Octavia awkwardly fiddled with her hands. "But tonight we're supposed to—"

Starla sighs, exasperated, and turns to Octavia. "Darling, can we not talk about this now? Your father's being a real B-I-T-C-H."

Stellan makes a series of angry peacock screeches. "The fuck do you mean—"

"Well, how was I supposed to know you can spell?! I've never seen you read!"

"I'm going to take everything! Everything you own!"

"Right, because now that I've dumped your pathetic ass, you don't even own anything!"

Octavia opened her mouth to remind Starla of the meteor shower, but Starla had already turned her back to Octavia as she kept yelling at Stellan. The teenager looked around, her eyes darting between Starla and the moving van and the other imps. Then her jaw grinded in anger and she dashed upstairs.

Octavia slammed the door with an outraged scream. She pushed over her telescope and rips the calendar off the wall, crumpling it up and throwing it. Then she leans on the door and catches her breath.