Here's another chapter becuase some of you look forward for the new chapter!
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"Do you know, the only way to ever please a lady, is by cooking all love into the meal?" The old man in bed gives advice to a child. "Lot's of love can ease everyone's frustration. It is the main ingredient for all of those who never know what it means to be treated with kindness." He finished explaining the details of the advice to his six year old son.
"Eh~?" The kid answered with a sigh as he looked at the meal. "Is that how you got Mama to love you?" He asked to eat some of his meal.
"Of course not… those weren't the only traits why she loves me… hehehe…" The old man giggled while stirring his food.
The child was sitting alongside his old man. The two of them were eating their meals comfortably waiting for the child's pickup.
"... Papa…" The kid asked his father. "... Mama… said I can never work with you… She said… the job is for no good people…" The kid looked at his stuffed cat his father crafted for him. He wanted to know what she meant by that. "But… that can't be right… You're old!" Is the one thing he burst out to the sixty-three year old man. "... There's no way an old man can ever be a bad person… Right?" The kid finished asking his dad.
The old man laughed from what his son had asked.
"Oh, son! There is a lot you need to learn about… Cough!" The old man stopped his humor and started coughing.
As the kid was laughing because he was choking up he immediately passed him the water. The man was coughing badly and he started to spit out what was left from his illness.
Blood was starting to stain the bed sheets.
"... Papa…" The buoyant kid soon became concerned.
"Cough* Cough* Haha… I'm fine… Ehehehe…" The old man hugged his pet head. "I may be old… But my ambition is strong… I will do what it takes… for the ones I love…" The father put up a strong will for his son.
"... Son…-"
The water splashed into the cat's face which interrupted his dream. The water collapsed from the sheltered roof he made from scratch.
"Waaahhh!" He thought he was drowning from the water but he's safe on land.
"... There's no sun… Of course there wouldn't be any sun…" The Cheshire cat said with disappointment. The whole world is just dark red and still no suns.
The cat just got out and saw the clock from the tower.
"Is it still night time?" He really is so confused from the atmosphere. The strange chaotic atmosphere is really starting to confuse the cat.
Hughes just got up and walked downtown anyway. It was still like the streets he recognized by nostalgia. He doesn't know where to go now since he just got here in hell. Then he had a thought, it would be best to just be well rested in this world. What he had done as a human is now long gone. There's no way he can just continue what he started.
"I really should think of something I have never done for a long time…"
1 Minute Later…
In front of the vacant office building a hellhound was in charge upfront. She was reading the latest edition of the cover magazine.
The bell rings in front of her.
"Yeah?" She asked to read the magazine.
The bell rings again.
"What? What do you need?" She asked again without looking.
The bell rings again.
"Fuck, say something instead of ringing the bell." She starts to be frustrated from the bell.
"... Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"
"God Fucking Dammit!" She put down the magazine and threw out the desktops. "Just what the fuck do you-" She noticed there was nobody in front.
"What the fuck!?" She kept yelling so primitively. "Blitzo! I swear to god if this is one of your pranks Imma kill you!"
"So we can use the term god?" Someone answered.
The hellhound looked both ways in the room. For some reason there is literally no one in the room. She soon looked under her keyboard and upwards at the ceiling
"Holy shit, am I hearing things?" she asked to get out of the desk.
"Um…" The voice finally appeared again. This time the hellhound looked down. "... yo!" He greeted the hellhound with a wave.
"... What… The… Fuck?"
"Loony! What's going on?" The boss asked from the office worrying.
"We got a client! It's some pussy!" He explained angrily to her boss.
"Alright! Bring him in!" The boss yelled with excitement. "Suck it! Moxxie!" He insulted his employer.
"Get your ass in there, Pussy." She said annoyingly.
The cat walked into the office room. Inside the conference room was filled with framed posters and with gloomy coloring of pink with gray. All the seats were filled with spikes along with the business table with a pentagram on it.
Inside the rooms were three creatures sitting their ass on the conference table. While the two of them were goofing off, only one was concerned about the sudden entrance.
"Did someone walk in?" The female imp in pitch black overalls asked her business partners.
"Do we have ghosts?" The boss imp in long black cloak and red inside gets a bit paranoid from the paranormal.
"Sir, are there even ghosts in Hell?" The other male imp in a well dressed fancy tuxedo asked the rhetorical question.
"Well, whatever the fuck it is, it's your doing for when i buttered up your coffee! Is it?" The boss admits his deeds which hysterically made the other imp spit out all the coffee in his mouth.
They all stopped when the desk chair moved.
All of them backed up preparing to start their own extermination of the paranormal. Luckily, there were no ghost(s).
"Uh, Hey!... I'm Hughes! It's nice to meet you all!" The cat introduced himself.
"Oh my God…" The boss blurted out. "... He's so freaking adorable!" He pushed his employer out of the way and stood on top of the table along with the cat. "Hey, little guy! My name is Blitz, 'O' is silent!" He immediately picked up the cat with a greeting. "And I gotta say, you are beyond adorable to be getting any act of vengeance! But if your life was really not meant to end there, we are willing to kill the asshole for killing such a cute creature like yourself!" Blitzo couldn't stand the overall cutie even though they were almost the same height.
"... Actually…" The cat was getting paper from his front pocket. "I just happened to cross this ad… It says you guys are looking for an office assistant." He pulled out the advertisement which looked utterly ruined from the streets of Hell.
"Since when have we ever written an ad?" The female imp asked looking at the advertisement.
Hello Fellow Sinners!
If you are interested in slaving in the office all day with full pay and shit,
this is the place to be!
We are looking for office workers taking care of shit people don't want to do!
It is a full time work hours from 6-5, free meals, and fuck it, why not, let's give you an office working all our paperwork if your a workaholic!
So, if you are one of those kissassers to do the shit we don't want to do then why not sign up for I.M.P!
It's 555-EATMYASS!
Fuck it the Location is Pride circle!
Fuck it This shouldn't be hard to read!
Fuck it, why am I even writing this again, oh yah, I don't want to do paperwork all night!
Sign up before it lasts!
They all took a moment of being stoic on the worst advertisement filler. It was obviously written for someone who doesn't want to do the paperwork.
"Well, damn, Moxxie! Ain't nobody wants to do paperwork!" Blitzo explained clearly.
The three of them were discussing job positioning. It was just a jacked-up joke for Blitzo only because they had to fill out the latest work they dealt with the past week which hadn't been even written down. Then again, there were good reasons to even make it. If the two married couple were to even do the paperwork they probably fuck all night and possibly never finsih one single paperwork. And on the plus side, if what the cat is asking is true, it will be a dream come true for Blitzo to have a businessman cat.
"Alright! M and M, Get going! Kitty cat, let's go to my office! Alone!" The happy-go-lucky imp was very excited for the interview.
And so, the other imps are outside along with their hellhound being accompanied, sort of.
"So, tell me about yourself! What sort of qualification do you have?" Blitzo asked, looking through the application.
"Well, I guess… I've done the business program my whole life." Hughes begins looking back at his prefectures.
"Yeah, yeah, great! Gimme something interesting!" He asked the cat for amusement. "What got you down here, How did you get down here, and why do you want to work as an office assistant! You're pretty much doing all my work loads that no one wants to do." Blitzo explained with his hand signature of foreplay as a prime joke.
"... I… I got shot multiple times-"
"Hey, me too! I fucked someone's husband for that matter!" He said proudly. "What else?" He gets more intrigued.
"I… was obsessed with my own greed…"
"Ugh, so not worth the story, anything else?" Blitzo started to get bored.
Hughes has no idea what to get from the imp demon. It was his entertainment to see if Hughes got what it takes to be here in the office. Seeing that some of the demons may or may not give a damn about anyone is just unsanitary.
And so, instead of being nice and formal, he decided to release his old self for dealing this shit.
"I'm sorry," He apologized for being an asshole he's about to be.
"I can't fully give all the details because there's some fucking jizz in your mouth. Ain't nobody want's to fucking respond to a person who smells like an old man's dick boss every twentyfour hours. Use a fucking breathment and use your own two fucking hands to spank that monkey until you start having feelings of someday get a chance of a getting a sensation from a women's touch!"
The two of them stayed silent.
Blitzo stood there dumbfounded from the bad mouth the cat had in him. Right now, in Hughes' mind, he really wishes to die now. Right now, he's just waiting for the boss' response. He's just there looking so stupify from the shocking revelation. Hughes knew he's going to get kicked out.
Maybe it won't be so bad living in the streets. He has done it before, actually, back in his previous life. Mama didn't want him to succeed in the business like his old man, but the house wasn't going to pay the bills themselves. However, he doesn't want to live that life anymore; he just wants to settle down in his new life in Hell. In fact, it might be easier than it might be since this place isn't democratic.
"Holy Hell, Holy Hell, Holy Hell!" Hughes' peer pressure is tempted.
"You son of a bitch…" The boss has said his response. "You're not as useless a Pussy as I thought you'd be!"
"I don't know whether to be relieved or to be offended…" Hughes started to tear up from the verbal abuse.
Are cat people being called pussies now? Does it offend feline females? Are all gender neutral in the world of Hell?
"Okay… My head's now hurting…" He rubbed his furry hair from the complicated questions.
"I don't know why someone wanted this position, but you just saved me some time for lunch breaks and evening agendas!" Blitzo has explained his free scheduling.
"Guy's get in here! I'd like to make an announcement!" Blitzo brought his bullhorn.
"Alright! I'd like to present you to our new office associate, Hughes The Cat!" Blitzo said loudly at his bullhorn.
"Hell no!" The gothic hellhound refuses the recruitment. "Why the fuck do we need a cat, Blitz!? We already got a hellhound!" Loona explained her reasoning showing her as the main furry of the group.
"Now, Loony, Hughes is now part of the IMP family," Blitzo said, wrapping his tail and stuffing his face against Hughes as he picked him up. "Show some love with this little itty-bitty-kitty!" Blitzo became cutesy with the wholesome cat.
"I don't care!" She yelled like the moody teen she is. "I.. Hate… Cats!"
"You hate people in general… Oh Crumbs!" Said the fancy imp.
"Shut up, Fatass!" She kicked Moxxie at the nearest wall.
"You Bitch!" Millie, the female imp, called out the hellhound
"Now, now, there is no need to call Loona names! She's sensitive!" Blitzo petted the hellhound keeping her calm.
Blitzo split the groups in a calm orderly fashion.
"Now, let's all get along!" He grouped together all members including Hughes who is now part of the IMP.
The teen looked at the cat who was completely close to her personal bubble because of Blitz's hug.
"Well, let's get along… shall we?" The cat smiled at the teenager.
"Fuck off, Pussy!"
"Eh… Ehehehe!"
And so, Hughes the Cat is officially part of IMP.
Who are they?
Let's recap for all those who have never seen the show because all of you are still waiting for the Hazbin Hotel episode 2.
I.M.P.: Immediate Muder Professionals.
This is an organization runned by professional mass murders of imps. If you got fuck over by someone whether you are a Sinner or a soul of heart, I.M.P is the place where all demons can get their vengeance by sending professional killers to finish their jobs. Anyone specifically can be killed off whether they are different nationality, lgbtq, different religious beliefs, or even minorities, they will get the job done!
Kids die for free!
Luckily, Hughes isn't part of any of the genocidal massacres for any heartless sons of bitches out there. All he does is just do the paperwork from every recent event they were commissioned from their clients. Almost every day and night Hughes gets to use the office late at night to file every work. Once had finished off with all the work he gets to lock up the offices before leaving. So far, he can't exactly find a home, or even a city to go, so the alley is the new home he made for himself.
"Huh," Hughes cleaned up his whole alley into a living environment. It is very impressive too because someone, somewhere, somehow, they didn't think about building a decent home.
"Wow, this must be what it's like to be Top Cat!" He complimented himself proudly. "Only upgraded, and no laws of Hell or copyright necessary!" Hughes continued being the proud Top Cat he ever was.
"Oh! That can be my new nickname… Top Cat!" Soon he started singing the theme song of Top Cat.
Furthermore, Hughes has now been working with IMP for two weeks with no sign of any danger necessary. Only because he was in the office all day putting up the file cabinets. Working for the first time is quite at ease.
So far, everything is just according to what Hughes wants it to be.
Everything is going so peacefully.
Two Weeks Later…
Meanwhile, at Goetia Manor…
Two of the royal families were enjoying their quality time together.
Or so Stolas had thought.
"... Dad?" His daughter asked her father near the dinner table. "Is everything alright?"
Stolas looked through every page of his grimoire. He had been looking into the book all the time in his life for studying and magical emphasis. For once, he is concerned about the grimoire. Even though he would lended to his fuck friend, something wasn't seemed right. This time, Stolas is aware about something he had read from long ago.
"Of course, my owlette!" He said keeping a calm nature. "Come now, we must prepare ourselves for this day…" Stolas grabs a hold on to his daughter's hand heading towards the living room. "Now, what should we do for tonight? We have until sunrise, we can watch a movie, play games, Oh! Or we can see the LIVE fee if you want… if you want?" He requested multiple activities for his daughter, and reminded her twice about the LIVE event.
"Dad, I don't want to look through magic seeing people murdered…" Octavia reminded him about the event.
"Thank goodness…" Stolas sighs with all relief.
"Actually…" Octavia speaks up with concerns. "... Do you think he'd be alright?" She asked for concerns.
Stolas dumbfounded from his daughter's concern. Though it was nice to see how concerned she is, he is also aware about the safety of their savior.
"I'm sure he's alright… And if anything happens, we of the Goetia, will be there for him. He is an honorable man."
Meanwhile, at Blitzo's Apartment…
"Hey! Thanks for attending the night with us!" Blitzo said his greetings to his employers.
"Hell yeah! We can't wait to celebrate!" Millie smiled wickedly. "We're gonna party until sunrise!" Millie yelled enthusiastically with her husband.
"Thank you, sir." Moxxie thanks his boss. "We weren't so sure if we would be alright hearing all those cries… not like last year…" Moxxie said horrifically.
"Stop whining, fatty." Loona said drinking booze. "It's not like you're the only one heating the same thing. I literally hear killers and whores fighting over a sandwich outside every night… and they're still at it." Loona explained her defense of the horror she would hear overnight.
"That is completely different from what I just said." Moxxie reflects his explanation to Loona.
"Hey, it's all good! Let's just get shitfaced before Morning!" Blitzo chugged his booze.
As the four of them were celebrating the special day, they all laughed and drank while preparing for the countdown.
Little did they know, someone in the group is missing.
"Wait, where's Hughes?" Moxxie asked, looking over the group.
"He said he wasn't gonna come," Blitzo explained burping. "Shit! I love that kitty cat!" Blitzo admitted while being drunk. "*Cries eternally* Why doesn't he want to party with us! Doesn't he know he's one of us, now!" Blitzo cried over at Loona who was really being annoyed.
"Who cares about that pussy!" Loona blurted out.
"Gasp! LoonyPoo! Bite your tongue!" Blitzo lectured him. "We don't know where you came from, Like I didn't know where you came from!"
Loona ignored Blitzo's rant because he's drunk of course. And even if he might be right, Loona is completely different from Hughes who is just a cat, and is much more of a pussy than Moxxie. Moxxie, the imp who is always classy, a bitch, little dick, but at least he can murder professionally and doesn't wuss out. He's just a cat sitting on his ass doing paperwork like everything is alright in Hell.
That is not natural for all demons in Hell.
"I hope he's safe. He should know what today is, right?" Moxxie expressed his worries.
"The Extermination."
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