Just before she could cuddle the kitten, a doom bot had walked in "Master Victoria, welcome home" he said in his robotic voice "oh its you doombot" the doombot looked at her bag "may I take your bag my dear master?" "No I will hold it" she said snatching the bag from him "I'm hungry, go get master a tuna sandwich and some milk" she said, the robot was puzzled "as you wish master Victoria" it said walking away. When the coast was clear she peeked back in the bag "don't worry your foods coming" she cooed to the kitten, a few minutes later the robot returned with her request "here's your lunch master" it said electronically "thank you robot" she said, the robot said nothing but walked away.

Moving the junk out of her closet she took a she box, filled it with old papers and put the kitten in it, holding the food out to it, the kitten ate greedily and she gave it the milk "goodbye for now I'll be back I promise" she said shutting the door, she was not worrying about it not having air, it was a walk in closet and the vent was blowing in cool air. Inside the kitten was safe, for now it was. She then walked up to her dresser and changed into her armour she was going to do her hair in pigtails but she heard dooms favourite word "Victoria Von Dooma! Come here please" doom called from down stairs Victoria signed.

Walking down the stairs she smelled the stench of nothing but alcohol and sweaty grown men. Those males were disgusting, Victoria personally wanted to order the doombots to give them a bath, she had never seen her uncle shower but he never smelled, well he did have his own sent which was usually a faint smell of alcohol, he used to smell like cinnamon but those days were gone, doom was eviler than before but he used to be kind to her, he said he loved her but it was proven false a lot of times.

"Well look at Ms. Hollywood" sandman said staring at Victoria, she felt the males creepy gaze but she ignored him and looked at her uncle, Doom smiled "she is a beautiful isn't she" doom said, she has the famous doom family brunette hair which is hanging down her back honey why isn't your hair styled?" He asked Victoria snapped back into realization looking at her hair she saw one was in pigtails while the other was not "that's a beautiful birds nest you got there" the purple man from frightful four said smiling, Victoria wanted to pour that cocktail he was drinking on the floor, it was not a birds nest, it was a sign that doom was a perfectionist, everything she did he hated especially her hair hanging down her back "sorry uncle I will fix it" she said walking out the door. the males then belched loudly and laughed, 'those pigs' she thought.