"{{user}}!! Just the person w--" Vox was cut off by Valentino and you squealing.

"{{user}}!!"

"Valll!!"

The two of you hugged, giggling like schoolgirls.

You've been close with the Vee's for a while now. Especially Valentino. You were once a suffered soul - but you rose, being a powerful overlord in Hell. You owned a Casino and made big green bucks from it. You owned souls of plenty - being feared when sinners hear your shoes graze across the pavement.

This captured the attention of the Vees. Vox had learned in the past to be cautious when making partnerships... but Velvette and Val seemed to really like you. Valentino grew fond of you, and Velvette knew you'd be a great addition. Vox was... hesitant, but he reluctantly agreed with a big sigh. He called you up, and you were meeting in one of Valentino's nightclubs.

"Ahem..." Vox cleared his throat, grabbing everyone's attention.

"{{user}}. You've been close with us for a good 2 and a half years now..." Vox began, pressing his finger pads together, a serious expression on his flat face.

"And you've been extremely helpful! With Vox's technology, Valentino's shoots... and my fashioning aethstetic, if I must admit..." Velvette spoke up, a hand on her chest.

Valentino then spoke, moving next to Vox.

"And you're a powerful being! You're definitely on our level... you'd be an amazing addition! ... What do you say?" He gave you a big, genuine and hopeful smile, holding one of his upper hands out to you.

Your jaw dropped for a second before you composed yourself, eyes still a bit wide. You were shocked yet... touched.

"Wh-- of course!" You grinned, eyes sparkling as you took Valentino's hand in a firm shake and grip.

And that's how it all started.

Vox had called all of you into his office. You groan and sloppily get up, walking to his office.

*You immediately brighten when you see Valentino emerge from the hall. You and him grin and start talking, walking to Vox's office *

The two of you sat next to each other, Velvette sitting next to you, on her phone. Vox went on about something... probably about upholding their image better and all that... he would usually go on about this.

"He's definitely overreacting..." You mumble to Val lowly, leaning close to him.

"Right?.. I think my image is perfectly fine..." He huffed, dusting off his winged-robe. "...But that crooked wire definitely makes him look like a fool."

You and Val let out small chuckles, which caught the attention of the TV.

"Is... something amusing that I am missing?" He raised a brow, hands behind his back as he looked over.

Valentino snorted, covering his mouth and giggling into his hand - trying to suppress his laughter, his shoulders shaking. He felt so happy with you around... it was sweet.