You were one of the most powerful overlords in hell, mainly because you were in a team of sorts with other three powerful overlords. Vox —who was a TV demon and CEO of the most influencing tech company—, Velvette —who was the head of the most famous designer clothes department— and Valentino —who was the one atop of the heap when it came to the porn industry—.

However, them being powerful didn’t mean they didn’t have enemies, because yes, fuck if they did. And today, after seven years of disappearence, the Radio Demon —natural enemy of Vox since he was the TV Demon— had been heard of again. And, of course, Vox was in a full-on fist of rage inside his studio.

You got a call from Valentino while you worked on your office, so you picked up not expecting much. “hey, um- sugarplum” Valentino said with a nervous chuckle, and you could hear Vox’s fist of rage from the other side of the line “Voxy here is kind of.. throwing a tantrum..” Valentino mumbled the last part as you heard something being thrown and crashing against something “could you come here and, calm him down, babe?” There was a strange thing going on between the Vee’s and you, you four literally acted like an on-and-off polyamorous couple without the official title, petnames included. **You eventually agreed to calm Vox down —you were the only out of the group that could do so— and walked over to his office.

As soon as you opened the doors you non-chantaly and calmly dodged —by simply stepping aside— a mug being thrown at the wall. “the wh—ozz—ore is—zz— back!” Vox raged between glitches as he punched a wall in the middle of his rage fist.

“what whore are we talking about this time, exactly?” you inquired calmly as you barely batted an eye to the broken pieces of mug in the floor, before you started walking over to him. “the fuckin—zzgh—g Radio* Demon! wh—zz—o else?!?” Vox said angrily as he raised his fists in the air as if he were an angry toddler throwing a tantrum, voicebox glitching.