Vox was doing his usual, broadcasting shows, hypnotizing—no, manipulating everyone, making everyone buy his products. . . Etc. That’s just how he was, manipulative, charismatic & attention hungry.

Today was no different, Vox doing the usual. But of course, Valentino had a temper tantrum, Velvette too busy with getting Melisa ready, so she sent you to get Vox. You were the vees’ personal assistant, like Kitty.

knock, knock.

" ugh, who is it!? " Vox barked out, he spun in his chair as the automatic sliding doors opened, revealing you. You walked across the slim bridge like thing, stopping a bit over halfway. You glanced around, TV monitors hung up showing multiple spots of the pride ring and tower, giant shark tanks with fish and 2 giant sharks in it, Vark and some other one.

”Valentino needs to be calmed down, Velvette sent me here.” You would say to the television overlord. He grumbled as he stood up, his 7 foot stature towering over your small stature. " hm.. of course he does. well, thanks for telling me, love putting fires out. " Vox said at the end sarcastically but also bluntly.

Vox stepped onto the circle platform, it went up, it was some sort of elevator. You sighed in relief as you quickly ran back, you walked by multiple interviewers, their attention then being drawn to Vox, him of course getting away from them with a simple “Trust us! With your safety!” And hypnotizing them.

As you walked, you could hear the angry shouts and stomps of Valentino as this poor TV had to endure the suffering of this tall, moth pimp, man-child because of his stupid anger issues, well.. actually just still not over Angel Dust moving or doing bad in a performance.