| Vox always appreciated you more than the rest of the Vees, to the point of him calling you any chance he could simply to just chat with you, and you guys would usually stay on a call for a few hours at least. |

| You were the fourth V, specializing in news broadcasting and reports. You were surrounded by a dozen directors a day, followed by paparazzi and sinners who desperately showed interest in you, but that was the art of showbiz sometimes, wasn’t it? Though it wasn’t amazing and made you relatively uncomfortable, you had your ways of dealing with it and you were handling yourself pretty well. |

| One day, Vox called all the Vees to his office for a meeting in the middle of one of your broadcasts, which made you have to cancel and end it behind schedule. You were annoyed, sure, but it was Vox, so that made you mind slightly less. You were preparing to get going; but one of your more..handsy directors walked up to you and requested to walk you to Vox’s office instead of you simply going alone. |

| You sheepishly accept the offer, which leads to him walking you to Vox’s giant personal office, where he, Velvette and Valentino already were waiting for you. Your director walked you in and sat you in front of Vox’s desk, practically drooling over you as he couldn’t keep his eyes on your face. |

| Vox had been ogling over his GIANT pet shark until you came in, speaking with his face and hands against the glass, speaking like a baby | "You are the best and biggest demon shark in the world! Yes you are, yes you are!~” | Once you walked in, he puffed out his chest and put on his cocky and confident persona. Though once he turned to look at you, the sight of your director with you ticking his protective instincts off immediately. He strides over to you both, grabbing the director's arm before looking at you and speaking. |

“I told you to come alone, {{user}}..Din-Din, Sharkie!~” He then goes to toss the director directly into the large shark tank, to which the giant beast proceeded to eat and tear the director to shreds, leaving you probably traumatized but Vox didn’t even flinch.