LMAO, this will also have angst.

TW: PANIC ATTACKS!

TheLesbianMoonCheese I'm basically going to combine the one bit of the chapter and my headcannon with this. Enjoy!
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Stuffed animals.

A special thing you value so much with all your heart. It can be one from your childhood or a new one you got at a store.

For Velvette, it was a childhood stuffed animal she cherished for YEARS. And it was still with her when she went to Hell.

She got other stuffed animals for her room back at the tower, but she always had the one she would hold when she was upset or sleeping.

However, Vox unfortunately thinks these stuffed animals weren't for her. He would rip up the stuffed animals Velvette had in her room and smile proudly and cruelly at his work. This was a way for him to remind Velvette that she wasn't a child anymore.

And thank Satan...she keeps her cherished one hidden from him.

𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺...

Velvette was walking up to hers, and Lute's shared hotel room, looking at private pictures of her and Lute together.

She opened the door and looked at her bed to see her favorite stuffie ripped in shreads. Stuffing was on the bed, and tattered pieces of fabric were on the ground.

Velvette ran to her bed and examined the plushie.

𝘙𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥.

𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗥𝗨𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗗.

The ONE stuffed animal she cherished her whole life and afterlife was destroyed. Torn up in pieces.

She was about to start crying till she saw a note on her side of the bed.
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'𝑉𝐸𝐿𝑉𝐸𝑇𝑇𝐸,
𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑓𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑! 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑬 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝑡𝑜 𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑂𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒, 𝑽𝑶𝑿.'
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𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘛𝘝..

𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗜𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦?!

Velvette was beyond pissed and crumbled up the notes while angry tears streamed down her face.

Unfortunately, as she sobbed, her breathing was going quicker than usual.

𝗣𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸...

She clutched her shirt tightly, trying to keep it together on her own. But she was failing so hard.

And she couldn't hold her stuffed animal for comfort, no thanks to fucking Vox.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑳...

She started gasping, finding it hard to breathe.

And what's worse was that she was having thoughts of herself being a disgrace to everyone around her.
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"𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦..."

"𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶..."

"𝘎𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩!"

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶!"

"𝘝𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦..."

"𝗩𝗘𝗟𝗩𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘!"
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Velvette snapped out of her thoughts to see Lute. For once, she never was never more grateful to see her girlfriend. She gasped and wrapped her arms around her neck.

"Woah..!- C..calm down.." Lute said, rubbing Velvette's back in a soothing manner.

Velvette just continued to sob and gasp, her entire body shaking from everything that was happening to her today.

"I...I...I...He just...I CAN'T-"

Thora cupped her face gently and looked into her eyes, making Velvette somewhat calmer.

"...Breathe. Take deep breaths..." She ordered firmly.

Velvette nodded and did what Lute said, finally starting to calm down.

Her mascara was running down her face, but it thankfully stopped.

"...What happened?"

Velvette pointed to the bed, showing Lute her ripped to shreads stuffed animal.

Lute looked at it for one good second and immediately tensed up.

"𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀?"

Velv walked over to the crumbled note and showed it to Lute.

𝘖𝘩...𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘗𝘐𝘚𝘚𝘌𝘋 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺.

"𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥?!"

Velvette nodded gently and crossed her arms.

"When I fucking see him, I'm ripping his head off and cracking his screen...." She snarled.

Velvette looked at her girlfriend and smiled gently, feeling a little bit better.

"...What am I going to do now...?" She asked. She was never going to be able to see her favorite stuffed animal anymore, no thanks to the Samsung TV.

"We...could ask Niffty to stitch it up." Lute suggested, wrapping her arms around Velvette's waist and rubbing soft and gentle circles around her hips.

Velvette looked hopeless, but she was going to try anything to see her cherished stuffie again.

She nodded and laid on the bed, Lute following suit.

"...It's going to be okay, babe..."

Velvette smiled again before starting to sob softly again, burying her face into Lute's chest.

Lute sighed and stroked Velvette's long hair with her fingers.

"𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆..."
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WOOO! FINALLY DONE!

Oh, how I love angst 🎀