Chapter 15: An Explosion, Both Inside And Out
Deep within a dark, mysterious, and unknown building, a lone man sat behind his desk, the room shrouded in darkness. His eyes stayed glowed, one with a dark, blackened hue, a singular red shine appearing in his left eye, acting as a pupil. On his desk, a few sheets of paper, folders, and a singular photo. He glared daggers at the photo, one of an all too familiar investigator and his hellhound companion. He growled softly, his clawed finger tapping at the face of the photo.
"This kid... He's getting a bit too close. He even had the audacity to trespass in my base..." he dragged his claw against the photo, tearing it down the middle, his face holding a smirk, "Perhaps you'll be a nice challenge for me, hmm Investigator?"
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There was no time to lose! If what Zack saw was true, then Blitzo and the others were in more danger than they could ever think. With his hand gripping Loona's, they sprinted back into the sewers, his face holding a serious scowl.
"Hold on, wait, slow down! You're actually serious, right?! It's gonna explode?!" Loona shrieked, her voice echoing down the tunneling sewers.
"They've been watching us the entire time! If what I read is true, then that bomb is gonna go any moment now! There's no telling if they set the bomb to go off on a timer, or if they have the remote!"
They stopped and climbed the rusty ladder back up to the surface, their pants covered in sewage and dust. This, however, was the least of their problems. They stepped back to the streets, both of them panting slightly.
"How fast can we get there?!"
Loona looked out towards the street, growling deeply, "It doesn't matter! We'll never make it in time going on foot! Fucking damnit! Now what do we do?!"
Zack huffed, his eyes scanning the area. Soon, without warning, Zack ran towards a nearby motorcycle and jumped on to it. He pulled a throwing knife out and jammed it into the keyhole, twisting it with a heavy force. By some miracle, the duel-wheeled bike turned on with a sputter, shocking Loona.
"Come on, we'll use this!" he called out to her, waving her over. She nodded and sprinted towards him, before sitting behind him. He twisted the handle bars, revving the motorcycle up loudly.
"W-wait, you do know how to drive this thing, right?" Loona asked, her arms wrapping around his waist on impulse.
"Nope, but I played Final Fantasy VII Remake, so I've got this."
"Final what-" before she could even finish her rebuttal, Zack accelerated with incredible speed, his hands tightening around the handlebars.Loona's hair flipped and flew through the wind, as she tightened her hold on his waist. Zack's heart was pounding against his chest, his thoughts racing and piecing together the clues. He couldn't believe that the entire time they were being watched. It didn't make any sense to him; after all, why watch someone and do nothing to stop their advances? Was it because they were toying with them, thinking that they were all that and letting their cockiness get the better of them? Whatever the reason, there would be time to think on that later. Right now, he had to get to I.M.P, before someone got blown, and not in the good way.
"Hey, how much farther do we have?!" Zack called, as he took a sharp, right-hand turn.
"Too long, we'll never make it in time at this rate! You know how stupid Blitzo can be when he's driving!"
Zack growled in a mix of annoyance and worry. He looked to his right, his eyes widening. Just bellow him was the very building he was looking for just below the bridge they were driving over. However, their worst fears were easily visible from their vantage point. The very I.M.P van they were racing was merely a mile away, and it was speeding fast.
"Damn it, we're not gonna make it! Fucking shit, now what?!"
Zack gulped down a lump of fear. There was only one way they were gonna get there quickly, one very very VERY dangerous way.
"Hang on!" he shouted, revving the motorcycle again. He around the road, the tires screeching and scuffing the bridge. With a shift of the gear, he sped forward, heading straight for the edge of the bridge.
"Wait, Zack, what are you-?!" It was too late. Before she could even stop him, he had launched off of the bridge's side. Her eyes widened and her body froze, as the cut through the air, their bodies diving fast towards the earth below, "You idioooooooot!!"
"Just hold on tight!"
Using his weight and his strength, he turned the motorized bike to the left, until he could feel the tires brush up against the side of the skyscraper. He huffed, hoping that this would work. Using the breaks and his feet, he pushed against the building, in hopes it could decrease the speed of the fall. His right eye glowed and his teeth gritted, as he put all of his strength and willpower into his legs.
"Dumbass, this isn't a movie!! Think of something-!" Without a second thought, she could feel her body soar once again. This time, the motorcycle was once again in the air, this time heading for a nearby building's window. She held her face against his back, bracing for the inevitable impact. With a loud, deafening crash, the two collided with the glass window. Shards flew everywhere, but it didn't stop him. Using the momentum, he continued forward, forcing anyone in the way to move, lest they get splattered against the barrelling vehicle.
"Excuse me! Pardon me! Sorry! We're in a bit of a hurry!" Zack shouted out, as he dodged and weaved past the unsuspecting demons. Once again, he collided with the window across from them, their destination just below them. From their view, they could see Blitzo, Moxxie, and Millie just outside of the door.
"Make way!!" He called out, getting the trio's attention. With wide eyes, they dived away from the door just as Zack and Loona hit the ground, the tires screeching and screaming as they ground against the pavement. With the brakes clutched and his foot acting as extra insurance, the bike slowly came to a halt, the rubber smoking from the abuse that they took. He panted heavily from the events, wincing slightly. Looking down, he could see Loona's claws digging into his chest, as she held on to him tightly, her face holding a look of fear and anxiety.
"Um, Loona, you can let go now. It's over." He said behind an awkward smile. Her sharp nails slowly slid against his chest, as her hands pulled away from him hesitantly, her lips letting out an exhausted huff.
"Don't. Ever. Fucking do that. Again." She said in between pants. He nodded slowly, as he quickly got off of the motorcycle and helped her off as well. Blitzo only raised an eyebrow, his arms crossed in front of him.
"Well that was an entrance. You wanna tell me what you two were doing?"
Zack's eyes widened, his mind once again getting back on task, "Blitzo, we need to get out of here, now! This whole place, it's going to-"
His left ear perked up, as he looked back at the door to the establishment. Time seemed to have slowed for him, his ears picked up the sound of beeping. The counter, something told him that was what he was hearing, even though it was so far away. If his intuition was right, then they had only 10 seconds to get out of there! He looked towards Loona, her face holding a look just as shocked as he was. She definitely could hear it too. Without even finishing his sentence, he leaped forward and grabbed Moxxie and Millie, holding them under his arms. Loona, who grabbed Blitzo, sprinted towards the company van along with Zack, hiding them behind it.
"Cover your ears and get down!"
As if like clockwork, the only sound that could be heard were the sounds of explosions. Crashes, booms, blams, ka-booms, you name it! Nothing but large lights, flying pieces of glass and drywall and metal, all of it came crashing down with each explosion that came through. After all was said and done, the smell of gunpowder and fire filled their noses, while their ears rung from the excruciating sounds. They all slowly looked back at the damage, thinking that maybe things weren't as bad as they thought it could be. Unfortunately, it was much worse. There was nothing left, merely ruins of what remained, and even those were burning quickly. Their faces all held a look of shock and despair. Blitzo's eyes widened, as he stood to his feet and bolted closer, his hands balled into tight fists.
"What the fuck just happened!? And I thought I had an issue with people fucking up my walls! Now, there literally aren't any fucking walls left!" he looked back towards the group, all of them now standing behind him, "Who did this?! I bet it was fuckin' Moxxie!"
"Me?! Sir, I did absolutely nothing wrong here! I'm sure there's a logical explanation for this!"
"Yeah, there is..." Zack interjected, causing everyone to look towards him. His eyes quickly cut through the air, before he clutched a throwing knife and chucked it towards a nearby streetlight, destroying the glass and hitting a hidden camera within it, "They've been watching us this entire time. They meant for this to be used as a means to scare us, make us feel anxious, get in our heads," he rubbed his chin in thought, "though I'm still confused. If they could watch us, why didn't they just attack all together? They knew where we were, so why not form a plan and come after us when we least expect it? Maybe there's-"
Blitzo growled deeply, his body trembling with anger, "MAYBE you should stop thinking about why and how, and just focus on the who!!" He stopped closer to Zack, his eyes seething and glowing with malicious intent, "I don't give a fuck why and how and when and all that shit! I hired you to find and kill this bitch, yet you're here playing detective! Do you see my problem here?!"
Zack merely stared in shock, as did the others. He never saw Blitzo mad before, but when he was, he was a bit terrifying. With a clear of his throat, he answered him once, a slight tremble to his voice, "L-Look, I'm sorry. If I would have known sooner, I would have stopped this from happening. Seriously, I'm trying my best here. In order to find the culprit, you gotta find all the clues and put them all together to make the full picture. You can't just skip to the who without-" he was instantly cut off at the sight of the wrong end of a pistol. His body froze and his hands rose up in defense. Blitzo wasn't just livid, he was murderous.
"I don't give a shit about your goddamn excuses. Simply put, you're nothing more than a human I let live to solve a problem! If you can't do that, then why shouldn't I just put a bullet through your head!?"
Millie covered her mouth in shock, while Moxxie and Loona grew more on-edge at the sight of his trusty pistol aimed at the investigator's head.
"Sir, calm down! You don't really wanna-!"
Blitzo's head jerked towards him him, "Shut up Moxxie, stay out of my shit!"
Zack remained silent. A part of him was shocked from his words, especially after seeing him be so cheerful and friendly to him. Now, he was ruthless and uncaring. It hurt him, made him feel like he was nothing to him now. Maybe, he was nothing to him at all. Maybe he was just seen as a pawn to him. After all, Blitzo was, in a way, using Stolas as a means to keep his business alive, so what was different about him? Was everyone just a pawn to him? Those questions and more flowed through his head, and every time he heard them, it only made one emotion grow strong within him; anger. His right eye grew brighter, as it throbbed and pulsed harshly, so much so that it felt as if blood was going to spill from it. His fists balled and his eyes stared straight into Blitzo's. Zack held a neutral look, but Blitzo could almost feel it. His seething anger, his growing intent to kill. Before he could say anything however, Loona's hand grabbed Blitzo's wrists, pulling it above his head.
"Hey, how about chilling the fuck out?! Your bitching and moaning about your precious walls isn't gonna help anybody! How about you just shut up and calm down!" She screamed, her nose mere inches from his face. Zack was, for lack of a better term, completely mind-fucked. She was helping him again? However, this time, she was being so blatant about it. It was like the other times were she would be slick or sly and help him under the table. This time, she was being straight with everyone. Silence filled the area, the only sound being the crackling flames behind them. Millie cleared her throat, as she walked in network the two, a forced smile present on her face.
"W-Well, what do we do now? I mean, we probably shouldn't stay here, right? It'd be too dangerous, as of now."
Moxxie nodded his head quickly, "I agree! I mean, um, shouldn't we find another place to stay for a bit?"
With those words spoken, Zack slowly reeled back from his stupor, letting out an exasperated sigh, " Y-Yeah, good idea. We should get someplace safe. Though, there's only one place I can think of..."
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"Oh, Blitzy! I'm so glad you're alright!" Stolas exclaimed, as he picked the smaller imp up and brushed his clothes of any dirt and debris, "I just heard about an explosion near I.M.P, and I was worried something may have happened to you!"
Blitzo groaned with discomfort, his eyes rolling, "Yeah, well, I'm fine, but my fucking building isn't..." He growled out. Stolas continued to hold and search him for knicks and injuries, while the others spoke with Octavia.
"You sure it's not gonna be a problem with us staying here for a bit? I mean, it was on short notice..." Moxxie asked, to which Octavia shook her head.
"Knowing how my dad is, he'd be absolutely enthralled with having him so close. Besides, I heard about what happened. I should be the one asking if you all are okay." She said, a look of worry on her face. Millie smiled at her, giving a wave of her hand.
"Oh, we're fine, it'll take more than that to do us in. Plus, Zack and Loona were able to save us, so the most we got from that was a bit of ringin' in our ears."
Octavia smiled back at her, though it slowly dropped when she glanced at Zack, who hadn't said a think since he got there. He was only staring out the window, more than likely in his thoughts. His eyes were full and almost lifeless, as if he just witnessed something that just broke him. She frowned and looked towards Loona, who hadn't taken her eyes off him since their meeting.
"Is um, he alright? He looks awful..."
Loona shook her head, sighing softly, "Blitzo said some shit to him and he's taking it hard. I think he's blaming himself for what happened... Hold on just a second..." She stepped closer to him, a small smile on her face, "Hey, Zack, fun day today, right? I mean, pretty cool how you used that motorcycle. I didn't know you could ride one. You're probably someone who pisses loud as fuck, I think that's pretty cool." She said, mentally kicking herself for that last part. Zack looked up towards her, a small smile on his face. He nodded, his hands slipping into his pockets.
"Heh, yeah... Um, mind telling Stolas the rundown on things? I've gotta get going..." He mumbled, as he walked towards the hall.
"Where are you going?"
He stopped and looked back towards her, "To Stolas's study. I'm hoping that I can figure something out with his books and such. After all, I've still got a job to do."
With that, he walked down the hallway, his footsteps ringing down the halls. He sighed softly, his hand rubbing against his face. After such a long day, he was exhausted, though even so, he couldn't give up. The mystery had to be solved, and there were too many people in danger. Too many that he cared for.
"Damn it, what am I doing...?"
"Seems to me like you're wasting your time."
He stopped in his tracks, his face holding a look of annoyance. The very sound that grated on his ears, that being the voice of a specific hooded demon. He slowly looked towards him, glaring daggers at him.
"As if I didn't have enough shit to deal with. Here comes the one that literally says nothing but bullshit."
He smirked behind the shadowed hood, his arms crossed in front of he chest, "Oh come now, you know that I'm right. You heard what that demon said, he doesn't see you as a friend or family. You're merely a tool to him, one that he'll get rid of when the time is right."
"And yet you're so trustworthy? Yeah, right, like I can go along with what a figment of my imagination says."
"You'll see. One day, one of them is going to hurt you. In fact, they may already have. Perhaps you just don't see it yet."
Zack growled deeply. He did not need this today, or for the next week, more like."
"Just shut up and get lost. I have work I need to do."
And with that, Zack walked into the study and slammed the door shut, leaving the disembodied figure alone in the mirror. He chuckled lowly, his eyes glowing dark red, malice flowing from them.
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Hours had passed, yet the tension just wouldn't vacate, even as the group all gathered for their evening meal. With all that had happened, it was no wonder that everyone was on edge. Their place of business had been destroyed with little issue and the realization that they were constantly being watched only added to their anxiety. Stolas sensed this, so he decided upon himself to lighten the mood. As they all sat around the table in the kitchen, the small imp butler began to place their plates filled with food on the table in front of them. A bit of substances in their bellies was just what they needed to relax.
"Ahem, I hope there is enough food for you all. If not, I can make some more." He said, an awkward smile on his face.
"Well, I don't think we'll have to worry about there not being enough..." Octavia replied, her eyes glancing at the empty chair before them. She frowned, knowing exactly who that seat was for.
Stolas raised an eyebrow, her hands resting on his hips in confusion, "Yes, quite. Where is that human mystery-solver? I haven't seen him since you all walked in through the door."
Millie nodded her head, a look of worry plastered on her face, "He said he was going to work in your study. I'm a bit worried about him, though. After what happened before-"
"Ah, I'm sure he's fine. No point in worrying about him." Blitzo interjected, as he took a sip of his drink, "If anything, he should be happy he isn't dead yet. I mean, honestly, kids got a death wish with how he's been doing things. Still, with any luck, he'll figure this out without anymore-"
Before he could finish, the table shook from the sound of a hand slamming against the surface of it. Their eyes looked up from their plates, coming in contact with the anger-filled ones of their resident hellhound.
"Watch it, Blitzo. You don't want me to kick your ass, dad." she mumbled through gritted teeth. Blitzo's eyes widened, but quickly glared back at her in a scolding-look.
"No, you watch it, Loonie. Remember who you're talking to."
"First off, you're only my dad on paper. Secondly, I'm not gonna have you badmouth Zack, especially after everything he's done for you, me, and everyone else!"
Blitzo growled in anger, as he stood up from his chair, "He's just one human! And besides, it's not like he's anything special! Guys like him are a dime-a-dozen! This is hell, and people aren't exactly nice around here!"
"Just because we're demons doesn't mean we have to treat every human like a potential hit, and Zack is not just some human! Would a normal human put himself in danger for us, the very same people who tried to kill him before?! Would he still be working to solve our problem, even after you threatened to kill him?!" Loona roared, her fur standing on end. Blitzo only glared at her, his clawed finger tapping the table.
"Look, obviously you're all in your mood or whatever. It won't matter anyway, because when this is all over, he's either going back to the living world, or he's gonna die. He can take his pick."
Loona's claws slowly extended, her angered face turning into a look of pure malice and hatred. He couldn't have been serious. The Blitzo that she knew wouldn't act like such a dick, such a monster. Though, in a way, they were all monsters, murderous beings who killed for money. This time, however, she wasn't going to just stoop to his level and just let it happen. She was going out swinging.
"I won't let you."
This time, it was Blitzo's turn to be shocked. Was she threatening him, or was this some kind of strange and unusual joke? He quickly shook it off, his face holding an awkward grin, "Very funny Loonie Toony. You're probably just a little overwhelmed with what's happening. Once you've got something in your belly, you'll be good as-"
"Does it look like I'm fucking joking?!" She interrupted, her aura and presence sending shivers down everyone's spines, even Stolas's. Blitzo immediately clammed up, his body freezing in shock.
"Zack isn't just some human! He's someone that's near and dear to me! Even when we first met, he still saved me, regardless if the fact that I was trying to kill him! That's why, I'm going to do the same for him! And if you do much as touch a single hair on his head, I will make sure you're never able to dick down Mr. Bird Ass over there again!"
And with that said, she stood to her feet, grabbing a plate and some utensils. She flung some of the prepared meal on to it and stormed out of the kitchen, her heavy footsteps echoing throughout the halls. The group of demons were all left stunned, awestruck, even. Stolas cleared his throat, as he clasped his hands together.
"Would you all mind giving me and Blitzy some privacy, everyone? I need to have a word with him."
Without a single word of objection, the group all stood to their feet and exited the kitchen swiftly, leaving the owl and the imp alone. He sat across from him, his hands clasped and resting on the table,
"Let's talk..."
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Zack sighed softly, as he sat at the lone desk in the study. His hair was a mess, his clothes were wrinkled, and his eyes were drooping in exhaustion. He knew investigating wasn't an easy task, but this was almost impossible. Investigating, more like playing detective to him. He didn't even know if he was cut out for this. After all that had happened, was he actually getting closer, or was he just being allowed to get closer, just to toy with him.
"Damn it... What a fantastic situation..." He huffed, his hands rubbing at his face to combat the exhaustion he felt. Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door, pulling him from his thoughts. He quicklime fixed his hair and adjusted his clothes, clearing his throat.
"It's open! You can come in."
The door slowly swung open, his eyes graved with the sight of his friendly hellhound. In her hand was a prepared plate of food, along with some utensils. She looked just as exhausted as he did.
"Um, heya. I thought I'd get you something. You weren't at dinner, so I got a little worried." She said gently, as she placed the plate on the messy desk. Zack smiled softly, nodding his head.
"Thanks... Sorry, I was just working a bit. Things aren't gonna figure themselves out, right?"
She only stared at the room's situation. Papers, books, documents, and pencils littered the ground, making it almost impossible to navigate through the room. She frowned, her eyes scanning his person.
"You look like shit..."
That brought a chuckle from Zack, though it was a forced one, "I feel like shit, too. I'll be okay though, nothing I can't handle."
Silence filled the room, as Zack started to eat, while Loona watched him. She felt awful; he had been through a lot for a human, yet he was still doing whatever he could to keep them safe. It made her feel like he was using him, like he was just a pawn. She didn't want that, she wanted... more.
"Hey..." Zack looked up from his food, "Don't take what Blitzo said to heart. He's just pissy because his walls got blown..."
"That can be taken out of context..." Zack mumbled, a small smile on his face. Loona only chuckled, her hands resting on her hips.
"Fair enough, but seriously, I'm sure that he was just stressed. He can be like that sometimes. I know that he sees just how much you're doing for us...and I can't thank you enough."
Zack looked back down at his food, as he shook his head and sighed. Even with those words being said, he sure as hell didn't feel like he was.
"I don't know...what if what he said was true... I mean, with how long I've been here, you would have thought I'd figure out something..." Loona remained silent, her eyes locked on his person, "Heh, investigator... I'm just a writer, I can't do that kinda work... Hell, I had never even seen a dead body before I got here..."
"That's not true..." She thought, her body slowly trembling.
"With how things are... I feel like it'd just be better if I left, kept myself from making things worse for you guys... But even if I did, it's not like I could go back to being normal. I mean, look at me... A human with demon powers... I'd basically be an outcast..."
"Stop..."
"I dunno... Maybe it just would have been better if you let me bleed out back there... Besides, it wouldn't have been that big of a deal. It's not like anyone would mourn me or any-"
Zack stopped, as he felt the tight grip of Loona's hand couch his shirt. She pulled him out of the chair and pinned him against there wall, her hands holding his collar tightly. His eyes held a shocked look, as he stared at her. She was trembling, and her breaths were labored.
"Don't...you ever say that again..." She muttered, her voice shaking. Zack didn't respond, for he was way too awestruck to say anything, "I won't just sit here and let you talk about yourself like that. You're way too important to me for that... I don't give a fuck who said what or how you feel! Just... please..."
Her voice trailer off, her head slowly rising to look up at him. To his surprise, they were watering, as if she could cry at any second. He had never seen her like this before, so emotional and fragile. His hands slowly touched her cheeks, caressing them at a gentle pace.
"...I promise... I'll make sure not to... And, you're important to me too..." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks grew a slight hue of pink, as their eyes locked with one another. Time seemed to have slowed, the world around them becoming almost non-existent. There hearts, though beating quickly, were in perfect sync. They both knew what they wanted; no, what they needed. Their breathing grew heavier, their holds tightening on them, as they leaned closer and closer, until they finally felt their lips collide. Their eyes closed, as Zack snaked his arms around her waist, her arms wrapping around his neck. Even with their height difference, Zack still felt as if they were the same size. It didn't matter to them; they only wanted to focus on the soft and sweet taste of their lips. After a few seconds, their lips pulled away from each other, allowing them both to breath. With a pant, Loona bit her lips, my clawed fingers lightly digging into his back.
"...M..More..." She muttered, her heart feeling as of it were on cloud nine. Zack, nodding his head, happily obliged, kissing her deeply and passionately. Their hands slowly rubbed and explored their bodies, as they both stepped towards the desk. Loona pushed the random objects to the ground, as they both used the desk as a makeshift bed. Her toes curled from the intense kiss, her body screaming with desire. This wasn't just a random, one-time-only desire, this was something more than that. She wanted him, and vice versa. The two slowly pulled their lips away from each other, a small string of saliva connecting their tongues. This time, it was Zack's turn to speak.
"Are...a-are we really gonna...?"
She nodded her head, her left leg hooking around his hip, "Only if y-you want to..."
His mind felt as if it was about to explode. He never thought he'd be in a situation like this, ever! Yet here he was, mere moments away from taking part in every man's dream. With a small gulp, he slowly raised his hand, aiming straight for her left breast. Seconds seemed to feel like minutes for the two, as they grew closer and closer. His fingers brushed against her chest, almost there!
"Hey guys! You guys were gone for a while, so me and Moxxie thought we'd just check up on-" everyone stopped. Zack and Loona slowly looked towards the imp couple, as they looked back at them. Their eyes widened and their bodies frozen, each one wondering what they should do or say now. Millie, who had her arm around Moxxie's, slowly grew a smug smile.
"Oooh, sorry. Y'all look like you're busy. We'll just tell Blitzo that you two are, ahem, hard at work." She said with a giggle, as she went to leave.
"Wait, no stop!"
"Get back here you two!!"
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After a long explanation of what happened, and a few white lies, the four of them were now talking normally, though Zack and Loona were still a bit worried.
"Ooooh, I seeee. So, nothing was gonna happen, huuuh?" Millie teased, as she smirked playfully.
"Nope, nothing at all." Loona replied.
"Hmm, I'd believe that, if you didn't have Zack in your lap."
She pointed at the two, as he smiled awkwardly. His hands rested in his lap, as he felt more and more embarrassed.
"Yeeeaaaaah, that does seem like a bit of a double-standard, huh?"
Moxxie only nodded, his eyes narrowed in suspicion, "You two do realize that this is a dangerous situation, right? I mean, Blitzo can be a bit protective, and you know how he gets about Loona."
"Like I give a fuck! If I wanna fuck Zack, I'm gonna fuck Zack!" She exclaimed, to which Zack nodded in agreement.
"Yeah!" His eyes widened, as he looked back at her, "Wait, what?"
"You heard me." She said, smirking devilishly. Zack gulped nervously, as he looked back down at his knees, a stupid smile on his face. Moxxie cleared his throat, scratching the back of his head.
"In any case, we'll do what we can to keep this hidden. Just, try to be a bit subtle about it, alright?" He said, as Millie nodded her head in agreement.
"You got it. We'll be so subtle that you won't even notice! Um... Loona, your hands getting a little low there."
Her face grew a deep red, as she pulled her hand away, clearing her throat. The two imps merely smiled awkwardly, before heading towards the door, hand in hand. Now left to their own devices, Zack looked up at Loona, smiling softly.
"So, um, wanna go out tomorrow?" He asked, his hands tapping his lap. She nodded her head, chuckling softly.
"Sure, why not? Seems like fun. Hope you don't mind if I dress up for the occasion."
He grinned, his heart feeling as if he was soaring, "Great! Um, your hands getting low again."
To Be Continued...