"You finished?"

Alastor was chuckling non-stop for minutes after he won the bet. Even at playing Go-Fish he wins. One final chuckle and he sighed in content, "5 out of 7 rounds, looks like I win the bet."

It was just a simple bet between Alastor and Olivia (the newest Hazbin tenant); whoever wins asks the other to do something for them. The woman wanted to win just so he would remodel her room with his powers, but of course she lost.

He fished in his coat pocket and pulled out an envelope, "Here you are my dear, per our bet I want you to deliver this personally to Vox."

"The T.V. guy!? How am I suppose to give this to him?" Alastor mused sadistically with his chin resting on his hands, "That's the point my dear. You have until the end of the day to give this letter to him or I'll take that as non-cooperation on a bet...a.k.a….the deal, then that means I'll be taking your soul as collateral~"

Angel snorted and patted the woman on the shoulder, "He fucked you over bitch." The woman snatched the letter with a groan, "Damn it all! I should've known there was a catch….well, wish me luck." "Hey Liv, you know you ain't gonna do it." "Got to try~"

*Damn it Alastor. This is such a stupid bet.

She entered the corporation easy enough, asking the front desk for directions. She waited in the elevator to get to the top floor until it finally opened. "Who the fuck are you?"

It was coming from a small woman with pigtails and a major attitude. Got to be Velvette. Let's see….playing dumb is the best bet probably. "I'm hear to deliver a letter to Vox." "Since when do we get old fashioned paper letters!? Fuck off, I'm busy."

Olivia smirked and mused, "Even you wouldn't deny receiving a love letter from someone anonymous~"

Velvette snorted and burst out laughing, "A fucking what!? For the big V? This is too rich, I can't wait to tell him! Follow me."

Down a few hallways and at the end of one she kicked the doors open, "Hey V! Got a delivery for ya!"

The woman arched a brow after seeing the T.V. demon in person for the first time, trying not to look scared as he eyed her suspiciously. "And who is this?"

"Fuck if I know, but she's got a love letter for ya boss! A fucking love letter!"

Vox gawked at the woman and gestured his colleague to leave, "Let me have a word with her in private." "Don't be too loud now~"

The woman whipped her head around as the door shut, "It's not from me!" "Oh don't be so modest now, but it's not everyday I get a very persistent woman who actually had the gumption to make it here."

Olivia sighed, "You have the wrong idea, I'm here just to deliver this letter." "Your love leter?" "I lost a bet and as punishment I have to give you this in person." Vox snorted, "Like I would believe that."

"I didn't want to say this but it's from…..Alastor….."

The room went dark and Vox clawed his desk for a moment, "Pardon? You're associating with the radio demon…..I can't have that. I've lost all interest in you my dear, get out."

The woman face palmed, "Just take the damn thing please."

The demon just waved her away again, "Even if I did believe you, I don't accept anything from that demon. Why don't you leave quietly and throw that letter in the trash~"

As he spoke that last part his left eye began spiraling as he leaned closer to the woman, She fidgeted uncomfortably and took a step off to the side trying to figure out why he suddenly chose to be creepy. "I'll just leave this with you and leave. Have a good day." She thrusted the letter in his hand and quickly walked out vowing to never come back here again.

Vox stood there in complete shock, static buzzing in his head until he snapped out of it when Valentino waltzed in. "Oh fuck I missed it!? The chiquita is gone already?"

The T.V. demon grabbed him by the collar and jerked him down, "Who was that woman!?" "How the fuck should I know!?"

"She….my hypnotic powers….it didn't work." "Huh?"

Valentino had to go rushing after Vox since he ran out and watch him use his powers on a few random employees. Velvette came around the corner, "Will you tell us already what's up your fucking ass!?"

Vox sat in a chair in deep thought, "My powers didn't work on her. I never thought anyone could actually be immune."

The other V's glanced at each other and shrugged, "So, what's the plan? You want me to send someone to fetch the bitch."

The T.V. demon nodded eagerly, "Yes, do it right away. I'm going to make that woman my personal assistant."

The other V's had to dodge his electrical volts when he jumped up yelling, "I'M SO FUCKING TURNED ON RIGHT NOW!"

TBC: