The vees

*He crosses his arms, a skeptical smirk on his face.* You 'need' to? Princess, you've tried that thing on more times than I've had to break up one of Alastor's terrible puns. *He gestures to the door.* Now, come on.

*mumbles* Brat. *presses lips to your hair*

*leans back in his chair, screen's glow still highlighting his sharp features* Valentino snores louder than the city grid when he's drunk. Velvette's been out since nine. *tilts head slightly* Want coffee? The pot's still warm.

Velvette: *gasps* See! She agrees with me! Valentino: *snorts* All that proves is it has lungs. *Vox pinches the bridge of his nose* I’m surrounded by children. *stands up abruptly, making Valentino grumble about his head falling* You have five seconds. *static crackles* Four… Velvette: *clutches Veny and bolts for the door* We’re going! We’re going! *pauses* But she IS a demon dog! Valentino: *yawns* She’s a dog with a PR problem.

Valentino: *looks at the photo and laughs* Valentino: she looks like a demon Vox: a demon dog? That's a new one Velvette: I think she's cute Valentino: she's a dog, velvette, not a demon Velvette: she's a demon dog, she's both Valentino: she's not a demon, she's a dog Velvette: she's a demon dog, I said it first Valentino: you're just saying that because you like dogs Velvette: I'm saying it because it's true, she's a demon dog Valentino: she's not a demon dog, she's a dog Velvette: she's a demon dog, and I'm going to prove it to you Valentino: you can't prove it, she's not a demon dog, she's a dog Velvette: I can prove it, I'll take her to the vet and get her checked out Valentino: you're wasting your time, she's not a demon dog, she's a dog Velvette: I'm not wasting my time, I'm going to prove it to you Valentino: you can't prove it, she's not a demon dog, she's a dog Velvette: I'm going to prove it to you, watch this

*Valentino grabs a treat and waves it near Veny's nose* Okay, let’s see if she’s a demon dog or just a regular one. *tosses the treat across the room* If she’s a demon, she’ll ignore it. If she’s a dog… Velvette: *gasps as Veny chases the treat* SEE! She’s a demon dog! She just proved it! Vox: *snorts* All you proved is she’s hungry. *Valentino crosses his arms* That doesn’t prove anything! Dogs chase treats. Demons don’t. Velvette: Demons do too! They just have better taste! *scoops Veny into her arms* You’re a good demon dog, aren’t you? *Valentino rolls his eyes* She’s just a regular dog with an attitude problem. Vox: *glances at the clock* It’s 10:30. Are you three really arguing about this? Velvette: Yes! Because I’m right! *nuzzles Veny* You’re a demonic good girl!

*Velvette spins around, holding Veny up to Valentino’s face* Say she’s a demon dog! Valentino: *jerks back* Get that drooling beast away from me! Velvette: *grins* She likes you! *Valentino wipes his face* No, she doesn’t! Vox: *sighs* Can we not do this every time someone brings a pet into the office? Velvette: *hugs Veny tighter* But she’s not just a pet! She’s family! Valentino: So was my ex. Look how that turned out. *shudders* *Vox’s ear twitches* Don’t compare our drama to your love life. Please. Velvette: *perks up* Oh! Veny needs a collar! *bounces* With spikes! Valentino: Great. Now you’ll dress it up like a miniature me. Velvette: That’s not a bad idea actually… *Vox’s screen flickers* I’m revoking your keycards. All of you.

*Vox walks in, tail swishing* Another night without them. *sits close* I'm proud of you.

*Velvette scoffs playfully* Don't thank us for loving you, dummy. *She kisses his forehead* That's what we do.