A Total Drama Story, Hazbin Hotel Crossover Story
Demon's Daughter: Love Across the Divide
Chapter 15
Radio Killed the Video Star Pt. 2
~Velvette's Studio~
The room lay in disarray due to the incident with Valentino. Staff scurried to tidy the area. Amidst the chaos, four designers stood before a full-sized mirror. Should they glance backward, the dark silhouette of Velvette would come into view. They stood there, gripped by fear, clutching an outfit in their hands before the fashion demoness. One-by-one, she made rude remarks on each outfit they held out before her.
"Ugh, no. Unacceptable. You're fired. What is this? Wrist ruffles?! Is this seventeen fifty? Burn it like the witches who wore it!"
As soon as she's done talking, Vox appears next to her.
"Velvette! I can see you're busy. Tell me, where's our hot-headed friend non?"
"Up in his room, waiting for a flat-faced prince to calm him down." She replied while looking on her phone.
"(sighs) And uh, what's got him so out of sorts today?" This was the last thing Vox needed at the moment.
"Who knows, but he tore up my best model! And you know the show can't wait for that unlucky bitch to pull herself back together! Melissa! Get over here!"
A youthful demoness dashed over and leaped onto a platform, standing motionless as Velvette wielded her powers to transform the girl's attire.
"No. No. Hideous. I want to die. Eww. (gasp) Yes! That's the one."
"Ahh, looks like you have everything under control here."
"Of course, I do! Fuck you! (flips him the bird) Now shoo! Take care of the piss baby!"
~Valentino's Room~
Vox approaches the doors to Valentino's room. Two moth demons open the doors, bowing to Vox, who surveys the pair before stepping inside. The doors close behind him. Upon entering the room, Vox could see a fog of red smoke where a couch stood. On the couch, was Valentino, who revealed himself.
"Fucking finally! (throws his glass to the floor) Kitty! Another drink!"
The female robot, Fizzie, accelerates swiftly. Following the commands given, she promptly returns, presenting a freshly prepared drink to her master. Valentino takes the drink while ranting to Vox.
"Can you believe what that piece of shit did?! THE UNGRATEFUL WHORE!"
He throws his drink at the wall where Vox stood, but he moved away taking a step to the right.
"Uh, which whore are we talking about this time?"
Valentino stormed up to Vox, "Fucking Angel Dust! Who the hell else would I be talking about?! (walks past Vox) That fucking slut walked out on me! ME! I fucking made him! Without me, he's just a bag of meat with some mildly entertaining holes."
"Angel quit?" Vox lite up.
"NO! He didn't fucking quit! It's worse! He MOVED!" (Valentino throws his phone at the walk as he continues ranting to Vox) Valentino was practically screaming. "He thinks he can just walk in here, work, and then go home somewhere else. Can you FUCKING believe that?! (he storms up to a closet that's a couple feet behind Vox) He thinks he can run off and shake up with Lucifer's daughters!"
"Angel is living with Lucifer's daughters?"
"YEAH! Those bitches Chuckie or Chandler and Gooey, or I Dunno. Something mannish like that. Blondies got this hotel and-" (As he speaks, he opens the closet that holds various guns inside. Along with a poster of himself. He reaches deep inside, pulling out two different guns that he showed to Vox.) Which of these makes me look sexier?"
"Heh, what are you doing Val? (His eye begins to swirl in the hypnotic trance) You're not going over there."
"That slippery twit needs to remember who owns him. I'm going to FUCK everyone in that rancid shit hole, I swear to God!"
Suddenly, Vox grabbed Valentino, turning him around to face his bright screen and hypnotic eye.
"VAL!" His voice is distorted before he calms down. "Hehe. Think about it." He walks with Valentino toward the window, taking away the gun in his hand. "Our brand is perfection. And what do you think chasing whores around town will do for our image?"
"Uh... fuck it up?"
"Right! (ding sound) Do you want people thinking you can't control your employees?"
"No!"
"Exactly! And hey, you still have him under contract. He isn't going anywhere! So... you should..."
"Do nothing?"
"Great idea! (correct answer sound) Now that's why they pay you the big bucks. (pinches Val's cheek)
Valentino took out his fancy cigarette from inside his coat. "Ugh, but I really wanted to shoot someone."
"Well, (lights the cigarette with his finger) let me call up the lowest earner this month." Vox walks over to a desk with television screens.
"Oh, you know me too well." Valentino chuckles in a darkly manner before taking a shot of his cigarette. Blowing out small puffs of smoke shaped like hearts. "You know, Angel isn't the only one spending time at that ratty hotel with the devil's princesa's."
"Oh, who else is there?" Vox was checking the equipment. "Someone who owes you money?"
Val chuckled, "Someone who owes us much more than money. The Radio Demon's there."
Upon hearing that name, a surge of electricity courses through Vox's head and throughout his body. His fingers claw deeply into the desk, leaving marks behind. He turns to Valentino, giving a small ominous chuckle. His voice was distorted as he spoke.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me." Val smirked.
"Alastor... came back... and is with Lucifer's daughters, and that wasn't the (grabs Valentino's collar) FIRST FUCKING THING YOU TOLD ME?!"
Val easily frees himself from Vox's grip. Walking over to the desk. "Hey, killing Alastor's your kink. "He sets himself down, pushing a button showing a live video of the hotel.
Vox teleported to the desk instantly, intently observing the scene unfolding before him. Alastor, wielding his powers, was holding and shaking the blimp containing Sir Pentious, laughing maniacally with joy at the spectacle and Sir Pentious screams.
"Aah! No! Please! Stop!" The snake was screaming for mercy.
"Uh Alastor? I think he's had enough." Charlie spoke, hoping Alastor would stop.
All he did was continue laughing.
"Hah, he's got a few more hits in him." Angel pointed out.
"He's clearly enjoying this." Said Gwen watching the blimp get torn in half.
Sir Pentious was trying to hang on for dear life. Only to end up falling towards the ground. Landing face first hard on the ground. Alastor, having calmed down twirled his staff and spoke.
"Thanks for another forgettable experience."
An Egg Boi falls and splatters on the ground next to Gwen.
"Thank you... for letting your guard down!" Sir Pentious lifted his head up, used his tail to grab and rip off the bottom tip of Alastor's coat. "Haha! Yah! Oh shit..." He witnessed Alastor transform, realizing his mistake too late.
Suddenly, a massive green explosion erupted, catapulting Sir Pentious through the air and towards the city, reminiscent of a scene from a cartoon.
"Well, it looks as though I need a visit to the tailor! Best of luck, chums." Alastor started walking off.
"Wait, you're leaving?!" Vaggie was shocked by Alastor's sudden departure. "Alastor! We need your help! We need you to do your job."
Angel gestures to the hold in the wall behind him. "We need a wall."
"Of course! Can't let my new project fall into disrepair already. What would the papers say?"
With a snap of his fingers, Alastor creates a small group of black ink demons appeared with construction tools in hand. Angel quickly moves in on a big muscular demon.
"Hey sweet cheeks. Whatcha doin' later? I love me a man with a giant... tool."
Gwen shook her head before heading back inside.
Valentino scowls and points at one of the television screens with Angel and the ink demons in it. "See?! Look how he flirts with that guy, and he's not even paying! Who is that? I'm gonna kill his whole fucking family! (slams his fist on the table) Vox? VOX?!"
Vox had his attention of the huge screen in front of him. His anger was brewing as he watching a static Alastor walked away on screen.
(Vox will be Italic, Valentino will be nothing, Alastor will be Bold, the staff with be Italic and Bold)
That fucker is back!
Yeah, I thought he was gone for good too
It's been seven years!
You still pissed he almost beat you that time?
Uh, fuck you
Just saying
Things have changed a lot since he left town
That's for sure
I gotta send a message of who's really in charge of things now
(sung)
Welcome home
I'm gonna make you wish that you'd stayed gone
Say hello to a new status quo
Everyone knows that there's a brand-new dawn
Turn the TV on!
Camera speeds
Rolling in three, two
Welcome to the show
Top of the hour, and we're discussing a certain has-been
Who has been spotted cavorting around town
[STAFF]
Welcome to the show
[VOX]
After a seven-year absence
Did anybody miss him?
Welcome to the show
Did anybody notice?
More on tonight's program
So, the Radio Demon is back in town
Why is he hanging around?
What does that mean for your family?
Well handily, I've got good news
He's a loser, a fossil
And I don't mean to sound hostile, but the demon is a coward!
You can take that as gospel
Pulling my viewers? Impossible
I'm visual, he's barely audible
Stop giving him the time of day, don't listen to a word he'd say
I hope he had a nice vacay, but he should've stayed away
While he hid in radio, we've pivoted to video
Now his medium is getting bloody rare
Hell's been better since he split
Where's he been? Who gives a shit?
Salutations!
Good to be back on the air
Yes, I know it's been a while
Since someone with style treated Hell to a broadcast
Sinners, rejoice!
What a dated voice!
Instead of a clout-chasing mediocre video podcast
Come on!
Is Vox insecure, pursuing allure?
Flitting between this fad and that, is nothing working?
Ignore his chirping!
Every day, he's got a new format!
You're looking at the future, he's the shit that comes before that!
Is Vox as strong as he purports?
Or is it based on his support?
He'd be powerless without the other Vees!
Oh, please!
And here's the sugar on the cream
He asked me to join his team!
H-hold on!
I said no, and now he's pissy
That's the tea!
You old-timey prick, I'll show you suf-ffering!
Uh oh, the TV is buffering!
I'll destroy you, yo-ou lit-tle—
Power in the city shuts down due to Vox losing control of his emotions.
I'm afraid you've lost your signal!
Let's begin
He begins to transform
I'm gonna make you wish that I'd stayed gone, tune on in
Puts his staff to the side
When I'm done, your status quo will know its race is run
Oh, this will be fun!
The television screens in front of Vox suddenly lose there signals.
Fuck!
That's it for this chapter!
Hope I met up to everyone's standards~
Last part will be coming up soon~