Voe had filmed her videos for the day and she had a few more hours until her next live. She dismissed her crew for the time being and began wandering around. She thought maybe she should go and see up close how the sausage gets made. She made her way down to see Val since she'd worked with him and his writing before. (She'd even watched some of his films), so she wanted to see what a porno looked like behind the scenes. Maybe she'd get to see Angel Dust at work! She walked down the hall hearing vague muffled sounding screams, and then something that sounded like a gunshot). She furrowed her brows and used all her strength to open the heavy door. Valentino was sashaying back to his large chair opposite the set and there was a large red stain on one of the walls.

"Redecorating?" She asks cheekily, looking between Val and the stain

Val snaps his head up toward her voice, He stands and walks over to greet her "Amorcita! I didn't even hear you come in! Came to see the behind-the-scenes?" Val wraps his 4 arms around her small frame

"You could definitely say that," she hugs him back, her arms only going slightly higher than his torso

Val turns to the demon that was sitting next to him "Get up,"

He looks around "But I'm the director," Val shoot him a look "I'll just go,"

Val smiles at Voe "Have a seat hermosa,"

Voe sits in the chair that Travis had left and makes herself comfortable. Valentino sits next to her and pulls out his cigarette holder.

"Alright, we're gonna take that scene from the top! The banana goes in at a 45-degree angle! 45! Everyone get your asses back on set!"

Voe was correct, Angel was working today, apparently in this film. When he exits his dressing room they lock eyes and a surprise crosses his face. It quickly leaves as he understands his expectations for the shoot. Voe tilts her head when seeing him, knowing that seeing a former friend naked will be quite interesting,

"What happens now?" She looks up to Val and asks

"Now," he cups her chin "You be quiet,"

"Oooh," Angel moans, wearing a little blue sailor outfit "It was only one bad grade,"

"Don't matter," the other, larger and more muscular demon responded "You know what that means," the larger demon pulls out a thin leather belt and holds it taut. "Get on that stomach and let me see that sweet 15-year-old ass of yours!"

Angel slithers down onto his stomach, saying "But Daddy, you're my blood," all the while, and Valentino grins during the entire scene

Voe's eyes are wide open, not even understanding how anyone can get through shooting this without laughing. This had to be a joke. It just had to be. But she looked around and saw that everyone had straight faces, clearly thinking that not only the script, but the acting was divine also,"

"Take off your pants!"

Angel moans "But Daddy!"

"NOW!" and he slaps Angel's ass with the belt

"Aye!" Val yelped from his chair, clearly turned on by the display

That was it, Voe could not help it anymore. She tried to hold back a laugh but a bit of it snuck through her lips.

"I'm sorry, was there a joke? I didn't hear it," Val's voice suddenly sounded very white

Voe looked around and noticed that everyone was staring at her. The camera and actors had stopped, and when she looked towards the big chair, Valentino was staring too.

"Oh my bad, don't listen to me,"

"No no," Val looks up "Everybody! Hey!" He looks back down at Voe "What was so funny? Was it Rodney acting? Or…Angel in the wrong position again?!" he glares at the spider, who drops his head

Voe plays with her fingers and rolls her eyes around "Well….it's kind of a bit of everything,"

"Oh," Val says in an understanding tone while the enters room winces in fear "Why don't you come out here," he gestures to the door "Tell me about the 'everything' that's wrong with it,"

"Are you sure?" she asks

He nods "Of course," he leads her out the door

"Val," Angel calls after him

Val's neck cracks as he turns to look back at Angel "What?" His voice drops many octaves as he closes the door behind them

"It's just that the dialogue is unreal-" she turns to face him

Valentino pins her to the wall, grabs one of her ears, and screams into it "You need to watch your FUCKING mouth before I knock your fucking teeth out!"

The pain of him pulling on her ear, the sensory overload of all the lights, her being bent over, and how loud Valentino was directly into her ear made her entire body shake. She could no longer hear what Val was saying, just that it was loud. Her body shook so hard that when he finally let her ear go, she fell over onto a nearby wall. She couldn't stand up straight. Val had said something else to her but she hadn't heard it in her state. He stepped closer and said something else, as her vision grew blurry. When Val stepped into her personal space, her vision became clear. Val wears a giant smirk and his accent has returned

"Do I make myself clear?" Voe nods as she puts her forehead on the wall. He forcefully turns her around to face him once more. She's sweating now, trickling down her body "Look at me when you answer,"

"Yes," she breathes out, desperate to get into a more controlled environment

"Yes what?" his voice is deep and gravelly

She gasps for air that isn't there "Valentino,"

When she says his name her shoves her down the hall and returns to his chair. Voe makes it down the hall and collapses on her knees, still out of breath when she feels a hand on her back, she flinches and tenses up, but a voice says

"You okay?"

While trying to breathe she turns and sees Angel Dust leaning down to help her stand. She looks up and into his eyes without answering.

"Angel get back here!"

"Gotta go," and he races back to set

Voe stumbles her way out of the hall and collapses into a chair in her studio. She needed to take some time to steady herself and finally catch her breath

Later that day, after she'd iced her ear, she found herself in Velvette's studio, making her way back to her own. She told Velvette about what had happened with Valentino, expecting her to sympathize.

She shrugged "That's just Val. Next time, don't say anything or don't go back," she glanced at the model in front of them, wrapping the tape measure around her "But he might be offended if you don't come back, might wake up with no ears," she laughs then stops abruptly, looking up at the model "Did you gain weight?" she asked the model "Get off my podium, get off!" she shoves her off the tiny stage and the model twists her ankle, dragging herself away.

Voe chuckles "You ever think I could be a model?"

Velvette laughs a bit "Maybe if more people were interested in obesity, until then, no."

"I am not obese," Voe denies, grabbing onto her stomach

Velvette looks her up and down, widens her eyes, and then looks away "Anyway, pass me the pink!" she says to an assistant "Don't look at me stupid!" and snatches the pink fabric

"I'm not obese," she mumbles under her breath

"I don't know darling, maybe lose 20 or 40 pounds and then we can talk,"

"Why do I have to lose weight though, aren't there bigger sinners?"

"Yeah, and do you see any of them here? In Val's porns On Vox 2-Nite? No. You just got lucky, Vox wanted to get his dick wet,"

She raises her brows "So clearly, I'm hot,"

Velvette gives her the side eye "Just cuz Vox fucks you, doesn't mean you're hot,"

"Rude,"

She drops her arms "Are you going to cry?"

Voe recoils "No,"

"Alright, I'm just telling you like it is,"

"It's not though. That's objectively false,"

"Is it? Because I'm a tastemaker, I know what people like,"

"Or do you mold people to like the things that you make?"

She thinks "Hmm, did you come here to battle with me? Because you will lose, doesn't matter who has the last word or how much of a smartass you think you are. You will lose,"

"I'm not trying to battle with you, I just came to you in an attempt at solidarity and I don't know why you're insulting my appearance,"

"Solidarity? Darling, it's Valentino! If you didn't open your mouth or if you had minded your business in the first place, nothing would have happened to you. It's your fault! What did you expect?"

Voe flails her arms "I don't know, not to get yanked by my ear and screamed at?! And I still don't know why you're insulting my looks!"

"You're not that good-looking, my love. The thing that makes you hot is your attitude, but right now you're looking nasty," she scrunches up her nose

"Why?"

"Now you have a bad attitude and you're honestly really fucking whiny,"

"I'm only whining because you're insulting me!"

Velvette reaches back and strikes Voe across the face. She holds the spot on her cheek with both hands

"What the fuck?"

She points her finger down at Voe "Don't ever talk to me like that again or we're going to have a problem. Understand me?" She pushes Voe square in the chest "Now get out!"

Voe scurries out with her hands still covering her cheek, heading back to her room to save face. It was nighttime anyway. "Talk to you like what? The fuck?" she mumbles under her breath

She lays on her back on the soft bed the Vees had provided her. She was unsure about this day. She'd been physically assaulted twice, and she was supposed to be part of the team. She felt the spot on her cheek where Velvette had slapped her. Perhaps this was a hazing period that they hadn't told her about, and she just The only one she could trust now was Vox.

Alastor's words rang in her mind "They don't like you….You'll get your just desserts my dear, and oh will it be sweet,"

She shook her head. No Alastor didn't know what he was talking about. She worked for this, she belonged here, this was where the fame was so this is where she needed to be.

Voe began undressing herself and dropping the garments on the floor. She didn't feel like putting on pajamas that night, it was too much work. It was much too hot in her room to lay under the covers, but she felt exposed lying on top of them. So under the top cover, she went. She wasn't in the mood to sleep but closed her eyes anyway. She was bombarded with images of antlers and buck ears made of hair. Her eyes shoot open. She looks around the darkened room, taking account of everything that she can make out the silhouette of, and closes her eyes again. Now she sees the thin frame and accentuated chest. This time she opens her eyes and looks out the window. Nothing but the dark red sky. Voe shakes her head vigorously and closes her eyes once more, seeing the bright red sclera and the sharp yellow teeth. Hearing his melodic voice and his radio filter. This time she sits up, noticing that the door is cracked open and is getting wider by the second.

"Hello?" she calls quietly. She sees a glimpse of the tv head and breathes a sigh of relief. "Vox, you scared me,"

He chuckles "Heard you had quite the day," he stalks toward her "Why did I have Valentino and Velvette telling me about that smartass mouth of yours," he plays with her hair

She opens her mouth to explain "I-"

Vox puts his hand up "Oh, my dear, I don't care. That's not what I'm here for," Voe looks down and notices his naked blue chest "I came to see what else that mouth can do," he places his thumb on her pink lip

"Vox…."

He smirks "I like it when you say my name," Vox wraps his fingers around her throat, kissing up her chest. Voe wasn't exactly excited about this, but maybe it could help take her mind off of…everything. She wrapped her arms around him as he ascended to her neck. Kissing, licking, and sucking her soft skin. She was slowly getting warmed up, getting into it. Whimpering, purring, and-

"Alastor," she moans

Vox comes up slowly and Voe's eyes shoot open in fear.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

"Vox! Vox, I said Vox!" She reaches for him

He grabs her face with one hand and yanks her up by it "Don't treat me like I'm fucking stupid!" His voice distorts "You said that smiling freak's name!"

"I didn't mean to it was an accident!" Her voice trembles as his booms

"Are you fucking him, you slut?" Voe shakes her head vigorously "You better not be, because you know what that means for you right? I will end you. I will bury you, there will be no trace of "The Billboard Doe" when I'm done with you. Got it?!"

She nods with tears streaming down her face.

"Oh fuck that I don't wanna see the fucking tears. What the fuck did I say about emotion?" She stares at him "Say it!"

"Emotion is weakness," she says, though it's hard to hear when Vox is holding onto her face

"Exactly. Now get the fuck out," he lets her face go

Voe sniffles "What?"

"Get the fuck out! I don't want to fucking see you right now!"

Voe reaches him "Vox I'm sorry-"

He grabs her wrist and flings her out of the room "GET THE FUCK OUT!" she lands on her butt with him towering over her "Maybe after a night I'll forget what a fucking whore you are,"

"Where am I supposed to go?"

He laughs "I don't fucking know! And I don't give a fuck either! Just get out of my sight before I make it a week!"

Voe trudges out into the nighttime of Hell, with only the clothes on her back not knowing where to go or what to do. She just started walking, apparently to the only place her feet would take her. When she looked up she saw the brightly lit sign of the Hazbin Hotel.