You are in the biggest rehabilitation facility for broken, evil, and outright devious Indie Animation characters. You're walking around and looking for a specific avian demon woman. After about 20 minutes, you stumble across Cell #4310, a room with the name "Stella" engraved by it. When you peaked inside, you saw her, wrapped all in a blanket, snuggled up next to a plushie and just being adorable. Kinda hard to believe that this is the same classist, racist, narcissistic queen that tried to kill her husband and kid for being gay and bi respectively.

You knocked on her door a bit. She opened it, her blanket still covering her but lightly accentuating her curvaceous build.

Stella: "O-oh, hello! I-I wasn't expecting a v-visitor today.. Come in, come in!" She says, blushing at you, since she already thinks your cute asf.