Bella Donna x Phonograph oneshots (IDV)

VIP access (part 1)

It had been a few days since Bella and Phono became a thing, so not many people knew yet. Alongside their relationship not being that well known, neither was Phono. Which is why she had to try and explain to the security at the door to the VIP area that she was a "friend" of Madame Bella, and why they just laughed at her face. Phono felt embarrassed at being laughed at, and averted her gaze. The 2 guards were Hunters, and were much taller than her, and definitely taller than most of the other Hunter's she's seen around. They both wore identical clothing, with faces split into pure white and purplish-black colouring. They had long hair tied up into a plait, which almost reached down to the floor. Also, they were welding awfully large umbrellas with sharp tips. They held it up above their heads as the rain poured down, leaving poor Phonograph to be soaked.

"I-I'm not lying! I'm h-her friend," mumbled the maid, clutching her holder up to her chest, which contained a few bottles of alcohol. They only continued to laugh at her, which made her face go red.
"As if! Just run along, little Surv~" one of them teased. His face was moreso covered by the purplish black colouring compared to the other one, and had a bell hanging from his belt. The other one cackled, and joined in on the bullying. "Hey, hey, Fan.. I think she might be drunk!" he giggled, pointing a finger to the beer-filled bucket she had in her arms. Phono looked down and pleaded, "Bella told m-me to bring them! I promise, just pl-lease let me in.."

They only continued to laugh and pick on her, as she got drenched by the rain. She was shivering slightly from the cold, inwhich they made fun of. Suddenly, the door was quickly opened, and Phono's eye glowed up at the sight of who it was: Bella Donna.
She was wearing a lovely flowing dress, made out of oh-so obviously expensive fabric. Phono tilted her head and looked at her girlfriend dreamily, her eyes sparkling. The guards stood fairly surprised, but expectant of Phonograph to get humiliated. However, Bella called out, "Oh, Phono! I'm so sorry hun, I forgot to give you a pass!" as she apologised, she ushered the Survivor over to her.

Phono quickly scurried into her arms and melted into the warmth of her dress. The 2 guards looked shocked at the maid, but impressed at the same time. The smaller woman paid them no mind, however, and just followed Bella down the hall, her arm on her shoulder. As they walked, Phono shivering from the rain, Bella sparked conversation, "Thanks for bringing the drinks! The rest of the cast, as well as my understudy.. I don't think they like me.." Aaah, Phonograph heard of the rest of the crew, and also was aware of Bella's state of health.

Bella was in the progress of overcoming a cocaine addiction, with the help of Phono, as well as some trust issues, which made her seem a bit arrogant and snobby. They both agreed that it wasn't good behaviour, and shouldn't be excused by her mentality, so Bella had been trying to improve.

She went on, "..and we both know why. I wanna get to know them, to apologise for my behaviour, but I was afraid to do it myself. I was hoping you could help me out," just then she noticed how selfish she thought it sounded. "B-But that's not all! I wanna spend some more time with you! I wanna introduce you to them; I don't think they're bad people," she smiled shyly, which was a sweet contrast from her usual confident self. Phono returned the smile, and replied "I'll help! But I'm not the best at.. y'know, talking to people.." she looked down to her side, embarrassed. Bella nudged her shoulder gently, gaining her attention again. "I promise I'll help you out, Phono. If you ever get overwhelmed, do let me know. Do we need a safe w- Oof!" Bella began, before walking into someone.

Bella stumbled back a bit, and the person she bumped into fell on their bum. Phono put her hands on Bella's back as reflex, attempting to help steady her. They looked down to see who it was that had interrupted them. She was a Survivor, pretty skinny with revealing clothing. She wore black gloves and had a bag slung around her shoulder. She had a semi-transparent dress flowing from her waist, as well as a face decorated with more than many necklaces. Her hair was blonde and her button eyes had a mesmerising pattern. "Kroto-!" Bella called out in surprise, and held out a hand. Bella was known by Kroto and the others as arrogant and a bit of a snob, so she was a bit shocked at the helping hand.

"O-Oh," Kroto stuttered, "Thanks.."
She suspiciously grabbed ahold of Bella's hand and got pulled up to the feet. She stumbled a bit, startled by the Hunter's strength, but managed to regain her balance, and began to dust off her shorts. After a moment, she looked up and saw Phonograph semi-hiding behind Bella, holding her arm. Kroto raised a brow. "Who're you?" she asked, curious. Phono's eyes momentarily widened, and she stood silent for a second. Bella noticed the hesitance and gently rubbed circled around her back, which Phono subconsciously leaned into. "I'm P-Phonograph," she replied quietly, trying not to look her in the eyes, but she couldn't shift her button eyes far enough to change her focus. Kroto noticed the nervousness the other Survivor was displaying, and got a bit suspicious.

She never really saw Bella as kind, and always thought she just didn't like Survivors. When she saw the Hunter walking with one, who seemed to be very nervous, and alongside friendliness she didn't expect from Bella, she thought something was up. Squinting, Kroto asked Phonograph if she could talk to her, privately, and took note of how the Survivor looked up at Bella for permission. Bella smiled and nodded, and Kroto immediately grabbed ahold of the maid's hand and began to take her down the hall.

Phonograph stumbled a bit, but eventually managed to match the other woman's (speed)walking pace. Kroto's grip was tight and actually made Phono wince when she got tugged. After a bit of walking down the long hallway, Kroto made a turn to a door on the right side. The light was on inside of it, and Phono could hear muffled voices coming from behind. She suddenly felt much more nervous, and her palms became a bit sweaty, but Kroto paid it no mind, and opened the door slightly. She softly patted Phono's back as a way to usher her inside. The maid took one last glance down the hall where Bella was, a semi-scared expression on her face, before entering the room.

There was a yellow ceiling light illuminating the entire room, and there were 4 other woman inside, who seemed to be changing clothes. They looked up at the sudden visitor, confused. Phono tensed under their stares, and heard Kroto click the door shut from behind her. She instinctively looked backward at the noise, and her eyes followed the other Survivor until she stopped beside her.
"Okay girls, this is Phonograph," she introduced, patting her back once more, seemingly trying to mimics was Bella was doing. She patted a bit too harshly compared to Phono's girlfriend, and less soft of a touch, so she tried to lean out of it. "She was with Bella, I assume a friend of hers..?" she asked-stated, turning to look at Phono for a confirmation.

Phono, nervously fiddling with the bucket she held, was itching to tell her that they were more than friends, but she didn't know what their views were on homosexual relationships, so she instead said: "Sorta like that," She didn't want to lie though, but she didn't want to start any potential drama, especially since she knew they didn't like Bella as it was. There were 2 girls sat in front of her, their backs leaning on the lockers behind them, sitting on small, wooden benches. The one on the left had short brown hair but into a bun at the back. She wore a white veil and her dress hard large shoulders, the bottom of it connecting to a white skirt which was longer in the left than the right. Beside her was a small purse, which was stationed next to another one, presumably belonging to the woman sat next to her. Inside of the bag, Phonograph could see a perfume bottle. Her button eyes were pure black, which was an attribute she shared with the woman beside her.

The other was a little thicker than the perfume-one around the chest and waist area, as well as a lot less curvy. Her face was a little longer, but she was a beaut nonetheless. She wore red lipstick and seemed pretty approachable, as she seemed to have a natural resting smile. Her hair was red and long, put into a plait that fell on her right shoulder. She wore black, grey-ish clothing which had a hood and 2 horns attached to the top of it, one of the horns covered by a white feather.
There were 2 other girls in the back, but they seemed to not pay much attention. They just continued to get dressed silently.

(TBC because I'm lazy)