Episode 3, ladies and gentleman.

I can't even begin to express how super excited I was to get to this episode when I first started this story and the only other episode that got me feeling that way is the Harvest Moon Festival that'll come very soon. This is the chapter where the popstar succubus demon, Verosika Mayday, makes her debut and it was so fun to write for her. Also, to clear up any confusion the names of Verosika's crew were not made up, those are their canon names along with additional info, and I wrote them based on heacanons of mine based on their manners in their very brief screen time.

Lastly, I have come to realize the demand for a chapter featuring the Loud Family and their friends and extended family members are handling Lincoln's disappearance and wish to see such a scenario. Rest assured, I will be including that sort of thing, the plan is to do a chapter on that after season 1 of Helluva Boss does all its episodes. Until then, the Louds won't be appearing for a while. That is just the way it has to be for now, it's what I've decided and I won't go back on that plan.

With all of that done, time to get started and I promise, it'll be a one hell of a doozy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel or Loud House. All properties involved belong to their rightful owners.

Enjoy!


"Okay, boys, get to the new supplies! No time for dilly dallying!"

Sighing, Lincoln went out of I.M.P's van alongside Moxxie. "Fine."

In the very extensive amount of time that he's been in Hell so far, Lincoln sometimes found it hard to keep track of exactly how long he's been here with the imps and hellhound of the assassination company that he now finds himself working in as their unpaid and magic using intern. He knows that it's way past one month already, but with all the usual daily brands of pandemonium that only Hell was capable of brandishing, it shouldn't come as a surprise. Luckily, time seems to move past here the same way it does back on Earth and if he was correct, it should be spring break right and if so, it jarred his mind that so much time had passed by since his arrival in the land where damned go down for an eternity of suffering. The last place a human, much less a child, would ever be while he's still alive.

He had hoped that by this point, he would've managed to break that stupid Stillman's cruel curse and go back home without trouble and spend the rest of his days back to normalcy with his beloved family.

A dream that had seemed to be slipping further away from him as every day kept on rushing by, but Lincoln still kept his conviction in finding a way to break the curse placed on his soul, getting lessons in demonic magic from Stolas helped, but he wasn't getting into the really deep stuff that could fix his problem. Until some actual progress is made, he has to be content with where he is right now.

It took quite some time and it wasn't perfect, but he was actually starting to get used to being an intern for I.M.P, getting along swimmingly with his coworkers and getting more involved with the company's inner workings.

Such as how old Blitzo would constantly honk on the horn of the company's van to get Moxxie to hustle it when the team was out doing a supply run to re-stock their arsenal of weapons from a shop that sells them.

It was a huge miracle he hadn't been completely corrupted yet.

Lincoln often wondered just how long that will last for, though.

If he will be the same person as he was or something far different.

"Come on, Moxxie! Move that little ass!"

Moxxie grunted in annoyance from Blitzo barking out demands, not caring that the duffel bag the shorter imp was carrying had a lot of supplies in, making it hard for someone with a physique like his to lift and carry. It'd be no trouble for Millie, but Blitzo knew that, he just wanted an excuse to see Moxxie struggle with his little arms. "I got you, Moxxie." Lincoln was less heartless than his boss, choosing to assist the weapons expert, it was heavy for him too, but the combined efforts of both him and Moxxie made it less hard to load into the trunk.

"Thank you, Lincoln." Moxxie wiped away sweat. "At least you were considerate enough to help."

"Which will get you a paid deduction, intern!"

"Blitz, you don't even pay me period." Lincoln retorted to his boss's threat.

"...Oh yeah, I don't. What I really love about having an intern. I don't pay them shit!" Lincoln rolls his eyes at the laughs Blitzo got out of that.

Millie called out to her husband and surrogate son. "Come on in, boys! Day's not over yet!"

Lincoln and Moxxie were in the back with her while Blitzo kept his usual spot as the driver with Loona riding shotgun with a lazy frown as she looked at her phone and they went off back to the building. It was a silent drive which Lincoln enjoyed as it was one of the rare times he felt calm and in Hell, which wasn't a usual luxury, so he was greatly thankful for it. The building wasn't that far away, so it was a relatively short drive continuing to be silent, until Blitzo decided to ruin the silence by blasting the space of the van with radio music.

He perked up when he heard the first song playing on. "I love this song!"

He sang along to the lyrics while getting the words all mixed up and wrong.

But it nonetheless spoke to him in many ways and he still rocked out to it.

It resonated with a deep longing he's had but never seems to able to obtain.

Blitzo kept on singing when they made it to the very crowded parking lot of the building annoying Loona who couldn't focus on her phone and Moxxie had to cover his non-existing ears and advised Lincoln to do the same due to the heavy amount of volume the song involved. Millie was the only one in the van that didn't mind the singing, she actually rolled down the window with a smile. Just as they were about to park at I.M.P's own personal exclusive parking space, a pink car suddenly drives in and takes the space for itself.

This completely blindsided Blitzo. "Unholy shit! Hang on, fam! Fuck! He steps on the breaks to make the van skid to a stop and Millie had Lincoln hang onto her, even though he had his seatbelt on. Turning off the radio, Blitzo glares at the person who was driving the car, wanting to know whho thought they could just take his parking space. He reads what's on the license plate. "Oh, 'you suck for life', huh?!" Pulling out a megaphone, he yells angrily at the driver of the car. "Let me tell you something, you unoriginal pink cum dump! You have about three goddamn seconds to get that eyesore tampon race car out of that spot..."

During his tirade, the driver steps out, planting her pink heart designed high-heeled footwear on the ground with her hands on her hips.

If there was one phrase to describe her, it'd be drop dead sexy. She was a tall pink skinned demoness with a an enticing, curvaceous build, uniquely shaped horns with the left one being taller than the other, but both were marked with stars, a heart mark on her cheek like a mole, and a pink tail with an end that looked exactly like a heart. Long light pink hair traveled down to match her luxurious pink coat and over a short black and white dress that showed off her mouth watering cleavage and curvy hips, made with an X, O, and star design. Her boots were long and had sharp stilts adorning hearts.

Her sunglasses with heart lenses hid her nasty glower.

Lincoln watches curiously and suddenly couldn't resist breathing in awe of the exquisite creature laid before him. "Buh..." he mumbled, slightly blushing.

Blitzo stopped his own tirade once he got a good look at her and couldn't believe his rotten shitty luck. "Holy shit! Verosika!" Of all the old faces from his past, it just had to be her.

The fetching female demon now known as Verosika blew a bubble of pink gum before popping it. "Blitzo. Figures." she greets very coldly, carrying a lot of bitterness.

He didn't even bother to correct her on how the "O" in his name was silent now and instantly flew insults to voice the displeasure of having to see her again. "Hmph, well I know why I'm smelling fish for miles. Kinda odd, since the nearest ocean is..." Her eyes behind her shades roll in exasperation when Blitzo falls and faceplants to the ground while getting out through the window, but he stands strong. "...only three rings down!" he pointed downwards.

Verosika retorts with her own insults. "And you being here must be why I heard all those Amber Alerts."

Hearing that made Blitzo look back inside his van and sees Lincoln then motions Millie to keep his head down so Verosika couldn't see him and resumes mouthing off to her by pointing out her usual alcoholism after seeing the flask in her hand. "Oh, yeah? What's more shocking about seeing you again is that they let your fat ass out of rehab. Which seemed like a waste of time as you're still a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beelzejuice bottle like it's the last cock in Hell! Not really working your program, V. One call from me and you'll be put back."

Smirking, Verosika flips her long hair back in a vain arrogant fashion."Still being a beloved famous demon turned out to be a free pass. And as if they'd take the word of a fucking old flame like you. Besides, rehab's for sad, loser washups." She took a drink from her flask and wiped it off her mouth with her thumb. "BTW, your sister says hello." She mockingly remarked, hoping to get him furious.

Which worked as Blitzo angrily marches up to her. "Why are you even parking here?!" he demanded, with a heated glare. "This parking spot belongs to my company. So take your piece of shit beater somewhere else!"

"In case you didn't see, prick. It has my name on it." Verosika condescendingly said, leaning forward to point down at her name being spray-painted over I.M.P's name to cross it out. Blitzo seems to have missed the memo from the building manager. "See, I was called to do a little freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building..."

As they argued, Loona watches from her seat and couldn't believe her eyes. "No way, it can't be..." the hellound breathed in awe, wondering just how does Blitzo knew her out of every demon.

"Loona, who is that?" Lincoln asked from his hiding spot.

The receptionist stared at him incredulously. "Are you fucking serious?! That's Verosika Mayday for shit's sake!" She looks to the married imps. "You two didn't tell him about one of Hell's most famous Succubus popstars?!"

"We didn't think we had to!" Moxxie defended.

Lincoln was now even more curious. "Verosika Mayday..." For some reason, that name sounded familiar.

Back to Blitzo and Verosika, the latter finished explaining the reason for her abrupt arrival. "...so,they needed the best Succubus to take over for a week to lead their team during spring break."

"Did you just say a week?!" Blitzo exclaimed in outrage and vehemently voiced his denial. "You're drunk if you think I'm letting you park here for a fucking week!"

Verosika takes her shades off to show her hot pink eyes and teasing expression. "Aw, is that getting you mad, Blitzo?" Her teasing nature was then replaced with a more furious disposition, recanting a previous incident that contributed to their shared animosity. "Is this where you run off, forcing someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car..."

Blitzo's eyed did their own eyeroll having heard this before and recounts the events together with Verosika in flawless unison. "...and then drive three rings all the way to Wrath and max all of mycredit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!"

'Goddamn it, whore, you gotta learn to let things go!" Blitzo unsympathetically yells, feeling she was being very petty right now.

Seeing that he was unapologetic about that fiasco, Verosika walked past him while flipping him the bird. "How about when you choke on a sandpaper cock." She insulted, passing by the van making Loona lower head nervously and widened her eyes after a looming shadow followed suit, feeling her heart skip a beat. Verosika briefly stopped and looked at the van, there were obviously imps and a hellhound inside who no doubt work for Blitzo so she didn't pay them any heed, but she felt something else in there, a familiar scent.

One that invoked a very keen interest in her and felt the need to go there.

Blitzo disrupted her musings, though, not finished with his complaints.

"We're not done here! If you don't move that pussy wagon right now, I'm gonna..."

Deep growling made Blitzo freeze up and turn around to see a towering muscular lupine hellhound glowering down at him. His fur had a grey color scheme similar to his adopted daughter's only much darker and had similar eyes, but his left eye was blind due to the scar on it and slightly tattered ears, along with a black fur pattern on his left arm that looks like a wolf's head. His clothing was also threatening, as it included a sleeveless jacket with red spikes over a black shirt and ripped grey pants. "You'll do what, bro?" he challenged to the imp.

Blitzo glances at a smug Verosika then back at the hellhound, clearly intimidated. "Or I'll...um...I'll make a quick call to H.R."

The two stood silent until they shared an amused laugh over the absurdity of Blitzo's comment, even Blitzo found it hilarious and joined in on the laugh until composing themselves.

"So anyways, say hello to my new hellhound, Vortex." Verosika introduced. "Unlike you, he actually does his job like a pro." Vortex leaves with his boss and she bids farewell with one last middle finger to Blitzo. "Ta ta, fuck stain I'm sure you can handle a week." Nearing the entrance, Verosika looked back at the van once more, the scent was still there and she was tempted to see what it was.

"Something wrong, boss?" Vortex asked.

Alas, business tended to come before pleasure. "Nothing to worry about, Tex." she told him, walking inside and heading to the nearest elevator to meet up with her crew.

Blitzo groaned tiredly. "Ugh, why did I ever waste time with a bag of holes like that."

Loona, wanting some answers, stepped out. "You and Verosika Mayday know each other?!"

Getting over his shock, Blitzo answers. "Huh? Oh, her, we dated for a bit." he simply stated, not treating it as a big deal. But it was to his employees.

"No offense, Blitz, but was it before or after she became a pop star?" Millie asked, genuinely confused.

Moxxie jumps out to express his own disbelief. "You're telling us that You dated a pop star?!"

Lincoln himself was understandably surprised by this. "How did that even happen?"

"Okay how exactly in Satan's name is that such a shock?" Blitzo asked, not taking kindly to their befuddlement of him having dated the likes of Verosika.

"Because it's Verosika Mayday?" Loona pointed out how unbelievable it is to be in a relationship with an actual celebrity.

"And it's you?" Millie liked Blitzo as her zany boss, but even she couldn't help but be puzzled at the unlikelihood of a successful pop sensation giving someone like Blitzo a chance at a relationship.

Moxxie's head was hurting just by trying to figure it out. "It'd make sense if she were blind. Or is it some form of brain damage? That makes way more sense."

Lincoln wanted to say they were being unfair, but admitted that they were right to be flummoxed. "Sorry, Blitz, but we just can't see it. At all."

Didn't make Blitzo any happier. "Okay, look, there's really no need to make this a big thing than it needs to be. You don't see me ever prying into your stupid personal lives." he offensively claims.

A lie they just had to call out on.

"You do that regularly, sir!"

"Come on, boss, that's your whole thing."

"It totally is."

"You keep asking me about my sisters!" Lincoln finally realized why Verosika seemed so familiar when he pieced together her and his older sisters. "Wait...Verosika Mayday? Back home, my two older sisters, Lori and Leni listen to a pop singer with the same name! Our parents keep telling them to stop, because of her reputation and don't approve of her songs. I'm not that into pop, more of a rock guy."

"That means you have way better taste than your sisters." Blitzo points to the intern. "And yeah, that's the same slutty Succubus bitch we just saw."

"But...how...?" Lincoln was sure that the posters his sisters had f her showed a completely human woman, but then remembers one bit of info from the books he read about demons of Hell and more info he got from the married couple. "Wait, so the way she looks on Earth is a human disguise?"

"Got it in one, Linc." Loona confirmed his suspicions. "She gets special access to topside since she's one of the more famous and well known succubi."

All this time, his sisters have listened to the music of a Succubus demon, which was slightly unsettling.

Millie mischievously asked a rather shameless question, but made sure to cover Lincoln's ears. "Sooo, what was sex with her like?"

"Millie! Boundaries!" Moxxie cried in admonishment.

"What? We're talking about a pop star!" Millie knew full well that Moxxie was in no room to judge her and felt she deserved some props for making sure Lincoln wouldn't hear. "You'd want to know what sex with your favorite opera singer was like."

Moxxie looked like he was going to argue back, but conceded to her good point. "...Touché, my love." She smugly smiled in victory.

"Just drop it!" Blitzo wanted his time to be entirely focused on this act of aggression against his company that he felt was unwarranted. "Millie, find the van a temporary spot" She tossed her the keys which she caught by jumping as if she were in a video game. "Loonie, Moxxie, Lincoln, we''ll go ahead and handle this shit."


Unlike Blitzo who was on the warpath, Loona was shaking in her metaphorical boots. Verosika Mayday, a top singer of Hell with an unlimited amount of blog posts that she's seen on her phone and has been in the wet dreams of her many fans was in the building she worked in. Not only that, but she was accompanied by a brawny hellhound bodyguard, one that was very easy on the eyes for Loona and she's not used to talking with others of her own kind. Blitzo practically keeps her close to him at all times. "You think they noticed me?" An embarrassing thought came to mind. "Fuck! I shouldn't have made my makeup shitty today."

"Why does that matter to you?" Lincoln asked, stepping out of the elevator with them. Loona hardly gave a damn about what others thought of her, opting to kick them either in the nuts or break them down through insults, the main target always being Moxxie.

"We're talking about demon celebrities here!" Loona brushes her hair bashfully. "You can't look like crap in front of them! Succubi aren't like demon royalty like that owl perv, but the ones that make it big are the real shit! And I probably looked like a tool."

"Aw, you looked fluffy and adorable, Looney." Blitzo complimented in his usual doting manner that annoyed Loona. "Just as always." he adds in baby-speak.

Loona groaned. "Be quiet, da-" Blitzo looks at her with an overjoyed expression, expecting this to be the first time she'd address him as 'dad'. Catching herself, Loona pushes him aside. "Urgh! Blitz!" She checks her face in a handheld mirror, stepping over Blitzo before bumping into Vortex's arm, making her take a step back. "Oh. H-Hi there..." Vortex stoically glances down at his fellow hellhound who started blush and wag her tail, a sight that was downright adorable.

Blitzo would've gushed if his protective fatherly instincts didn't take in as he gasps in panic over the close proximity between the two and quickly got in between them. "Okay, big man. Point to where your bitch bag of an employer is." He wasn't going to let the day end without him getting that spot back.

"She's with her posse in her office.." Vortex motions to a nearby room with neon pink hears over double doors. "V" and "M" are spray painted on it, signifying that it belonged to Verosika and of course, it was right across from I.M.P headquarters. "There wasn't much room on the Suck Inc floor, so they had to rent one up here." he explains. "A lot cheaper."

"Are you-?! That's just being petty!" Blitzo shouts indignantly.

Vortex scoffs nonchalantly with a helpless shrug and gets back to his duties. "Sorry, man That's just how it is." He felt a little bad, but hey, a job's a job to Vortex and whatever mess is going on between her and her ex wasn't in the job description.

"Bad enough that slut of an ex of mine stole my parking space, now she steals half of my floor with the rest of her fellow hoes?!" Blitzo growled dangerously, now having more reason to go to war with his ex-girlfriend. "I don't think so, bitch."

"Blitz, just hang on. Isn't there any way to I don't know, talk it out with her? I get that things ended badly between you, but maybe apologizing might make her go easy on you." Lincoln suggested.

Moxxie agrees with his idea. "Lincoln makes a good point, sir. A good civilized attempt to reason with her is all that's ever needed. Now, I don't really think of myself as a follwer of what's classified as pop genre music," he says that in a hoity manner. "so, I'm not fazed by her status-" Blitzo's rage tuned out Moxxie's lengthy criticism of Verosika's music as if he were one of those reviewers. "No offense to her, but her music is a bit derivative of-"

"Moxxie, you better shut the fuck up. This day's already going to shit and your crap ideas are only making it worse." Blitzo then grabs Lincoln shoulder and gives him some sage advice. "And kid. You're young so you don't know shit, but as you get older, you'll come to realize that bitches be crazy. There's no negotiating with them, especially when they're a fucking space-stealing harlot with a lousy credit score...at least it did turn lousy when I was done with it." he gets back on track. "Bottom line is that you'll never get anywhere with her, and don't even think I'm just gonna roll over and fucking apologize. That'll only give her a lot of mileage and I refuse to give her the satisfaction."

"Not that you could give her that anymore, anyway." Loona snidely remarked.

"Loona, you know I love you, but don't think you can sweet talk your way out of getting busted for cozying up with her attack dog." Blitzo shudders. "Who know where he's been, especially with a group of nymphos and I refuse to let anyone working for me socialize with one of her people!" he sternly tells the female hellhound.

"We didn't do anything." Loona bitterly frowns. "You got in the way."

"And I'm proud of it!"

"I don't need you holding my hand through everything!"

Despite Blitzo blowing his idea down, Lincoln still thought about settling the matter diplomatically. Granted, it took a while for him to stomach the fact that unsavory individuals was normal for Hell, because well, it's Hell. But in his time here, he did meet demons that showed not all Hell denizens were inherently bad and rotten to the core. Mrs. Mayberry and Octavia came to mind and one was a Sinner while the other was royalty that was born native to Hell and of course, there's the employees of I.M.P that took him in. Demons are shitty to fellow demons, but may be decent enough to treat those they value as close confidants considerably well.

Sneaking away from his coworkers, Lincoln headed to the doors to Verosika's office which was a recording studio that blared pop music and the pop star was chatting it up with her personal entourage made up of fellow Succubi and their male counterparts, Incubi and al shared traist such as horns, shades of red skin, small bat wings and spaded tails. Three of these males were Ace, a tall muscular male with an ace of spades tattoo on his neck, short spiky black hair, facial hair on his chin, a torn top with a cut off pentagram star and exposed his abdomen, black jeans, shoes, and black fingerless gloves. Next to him was Josh, an incubus with light gray colored hair, black v-neck shirt with BURNING FOREST on it, choker with an upside down cross, simple pants and shoes. The final male was Kat, a more slimmer with spiked up hair, a red sleeveless hoodie, blue plants and white shoes.

The three noticed Lincoln and instantly glared, wondering what a runt was doing here.

The Succubi portion of Verosika's crew were equally as revealing as their leader with bodacious sensual bodies. First off there was Apple, a blonde haired Succubus tied into a ponytail, blue overalls with rolled up legs, pentagram star zipper that exposed her black sports bra, black ring bracelets on her right wrist, a tattoo on her left leg, and sandal heels. An arm was slung around her and she held the hand that belonged to another female Succubus with her hairstyle done in an afro and wears a shoulder-less crop top with a skull over a top with slings, un-buttoned blue short-shorts over fishnet pants, and boots, this was Apple's girlfriend, Coco.

There stood a Succubus that was shorter than the rest, but still taller than him and was gifted with thick curvy hips and had wavy black hair, left armed top that exposed her belly and left her right arm bare, blue denim jean shorts that exposed her black lace and black knee high heeled boots, her name is Milky. The last member of Verosika's crew was the long bluish haired Kiki who was tall and slender and wearing the most revealing of clothing, being clad in a transparent mesh shirt with black heart shaped pasties, dress skirt, earrings that were upside down crosses, and black leggings that were different in length, one exposed her slender thigh.

He looks to Verosika who had taken off her coat to reveal arm white harm gloves with pink X's and he can see a heart tattoo on her right arm with a name that's been crossed out with an X, that was most likely Blitzo's, showing that she's still very embittered after they broke up.

He was in room with very attractive demon women, it took a lot to not act like Clyde or Rusty right now.

Clearing his throat with a blush, Lincoln called to get Verosika's attention. "Excuse me. Miss Mayday?" The Succubi turned and didn't expect to see a human boy right in front of them. "I work for Blitz at I.M.P a-and he's a little mad about the parking space that belongs to us, so-"

"Well, what do we have here~?" Verosika cooed as she and her gal pals strutted over to surround him and they all had lidded eyes and suggestive smirks that set off a lot of alarms in her head. "Thought I caught a whiff of a human in Blitzo's shit-tastic van and to think I was joking about the amber alerts." she laughed to herself and looked back down at the boy. "Got a name, cutie?"

"Y-Yes, I'm Lincoln Loud." He respectfully greeted, slowly becoming a nervous mess which made them giggle and whisper among themselves. Clearing his throat again and got back to the reason why he's here. "So anyway, I was wondering if you'd kindly consider finding another parking spo-"

"Aw, look at him all dressed up in his wittle suit." Coco said, playfully pointing at Lincoln's attire teasingly. "Trying to look all professional in front of the grown-ups, wittle fella?"

Lincoln frown slightly at her condescending tone. "Please don't talk to me like I'm a four-year-old, ma'am. I-"

Apple bent forward to get a good look at his appearance. "You got a cute little chipped tooth there, don't ya?" she giggled cutely, then pats his snow covered head. "And is that really natural? Looks way too real to be dye."

"Got that right. You part bunny or something, kiddo?" Milky commented, ruffling Lincoln's hair. She may have been the shortest among the crew, but she was still taller than the boy.

Embarrassment washed over Lincoln at that remark, he was once again mistaken for being some kind of bunny creature. He became very put off when Kiki crouches and peered in closer to smell him and she hummed in delight. "Pure unspoiled chastity. Our favorite flavor. It's like candy to us." she looked at her leader. "Think your little goblin-ass ex-boyfriend sent this boy as a housewarming gift?" she joked.

"Oh, I hope so." the demon popstar grinned, giving Lincoln a once over, admiring his adorable features that made him more uncomfortable.

His danger senses kept buzzing, he got the feeling that venturing into a den of Succubi may not have been the wisest decision, which in hindsight, should have been a given and if he were smart, he'd leave. "Okay...um, you know what? You're probably very busy right now and a parking space isn't really all that important. So, I'll just see myself out..."

He attempts to scoot back, hoping to get some distance from them, but Coco grabbed his shoulders and kept him in place. "What's the hurry, Cottontail?" she asks, licking her lips. "Sure you can't spare a couple of minutes for a little fun?"

"Fun?" Lincoln felt they had a different idea on what counts as fun. "What kind of f-?" Lincoln didn't get to finish as Verosika got down on her knees and cupped Lincoln's chin. She turned his head to the side so that his cheek was facing her, before she planted one big sloppy kiss on his cheek. "Gah!" he shouted in both shock and surprise, he swiftly backed away, now on his toes. "Uh, don't you think you're moving a bit too fast? I just came to talk."

"Mmm..." Verosika hummed in intrigue over him, licking her lips hungrily and she liked seeing him blush. "Getting busy with humans is what we're best at. But compared to them, your taste is so scrumptious!" she bit her lower lip. "That in-tact innocence, full of energy, so enticing. Makes us...hungry." her last word was emphasized by a large grin, revealing her white gleaming teeth that sharpened into razors. Dread shot through Lincoln as he didn't like where this is going. "Don't be afraid, I'm gentle when it comes to tradition, but for the real exotic stuff like French, I tend to go all in."

Lincoln raised a brow in confusion. "What do you mean? Like food?"

That question made the Succubi in the room how in laughter while the Incubi just rolled their eyes. Inexperienced people who have no idea on what to do always annoyed them.

"I mean kissing." Verosika elaborated, amused by Lincoln's naivety.

Lincoln gaped. "Wait, what?"

"You heard her, baby boy." Coco purred. "Want me or my girl, Apple, to be your first kiss? We know how to make you go wild. Then, we'll get to the real fun if you're feeling brave." She shares an intense kiss with the blonde Succubus to showcase. Lincoln has only kissed one girl in his life, but something in his head told Lincoln that kissing wasn't the only thing they were interested in.

"A-A kind offer, but I don't think so." Lincoln berated himself for not listening to Blitzo.

"Aw, what's the matter? Afraid we might bite or are you nervous for your first kiss?" Kiki asked, blowing into his ear, causing him to squeak

That cute little reaction caused them to giggle.

Lincoln blushed a bit after remembering the two he's had with his female best friend, Ronnie Anne, which felt kind of nice even if he did get a black eye the first time. "...Not exactly. I mean, it was only twice, but-"

"No shitting?" Milky gave a sound of being impressed. "So we got ourselves a little player?"

"What? No! It was with the same girl!"

"Is that all?" Verosika caressed his cheek with her hand and spoke in a flirtatious tone. "Want us to fix that, sweetie?"

Lincoln thought he was imagining things, but he swore he could faintly saw hearts radiating off them, but he managed to keep himself under his own control. The way they were looking at him with predatory eyes was freaking him out and his mind was yelling at him to run for the hills. "Look, I only came here for Blitz's sake and I understand he may not have been a good boyfriend, miss Mayday-"

"Quit it with the formalities, honey. You can just call me Verosika." She reserved that honor for her really special friends and tickled his face with her tail. "And forget about whatever that fucking asshat, Blitzo said about me. I'm not so bad once you get to know me."

"I'd like to believe that." Lincoln slowly reaches for the exit, but Milky blocks his path.

"Hoping to cop a feel there, sport?" she cheekily asked.

"N-No! I just think I've overstayed my welcome!"

"Aw, don't be like that, kiddo." Verosika motioned for her gals to block other possible exits. "You seem pretty stressed, we just want to help you unwind a bit. Or are we not pretty enough?" she pouted, faking being hurt.

"Not that I don't think any of you are pretty, quite the opposite in fact." Lincoln laughs nervously, tugging his collar. "But, I wouldn't want to disturb you nice ladies since it looks like you're in the middle of important stuff and-WOAH!" Apple hoists him up with her tail and hugs him close, nuzzling his face with her own with a bright smile.

"You hear that, ladies? He thinks we're pretty and nice!"

"Well-mannered, too." Kiki noted approvingly, hands on her hips. "Looks like we got ourselves a keeper."

Lincoln needed a way out, pronto, but they got all the exits blocked.

Except for an opening through the air vents. "Excuse me, ladies." he jumped out of Apple's hold and onto stacked box that he used as a means to reach to the vent.

Verosika and the girls grinned in amusement at his efforts. "I do love it when they play hard to get. Milky, fetch." Adhering to her boss's order, the short Succubus flapped her bat-like wings and flew towards Lincoln as he was trying to get into the vent. He was halfway through when Milky suddenly grabbed him by the legs and pulled him back down where he fell into Verosika's arms and he found himself staring right up at her beautiful pink eyes blushing heavily. "Why in a rush to leave, little boy? We're way better company than those little imps." she tapped his nose and she hugged him close to her in a strongly gripped hold. Soon enough, the other four women advanced like lionesses on the prowl.

The boy found himself bombarded with kisses, nuzzles, and tight hugs, and he truly regretted entering this office alone. While most would be green with envy, he couldn't handle so much affection focused only on him, it was fortunate they didn't take things any further. He got so red, he could easily be mistaken for a young imp only without the tail and horns. Having the attention of these females with jaw-dropping bodies can do that to a guy. "I just came here to ask for the parking space back." He said when they took a reprieve from their kissing actions. "That's all, it's not too much to ask you know."

Apple took Lincoln away from Verosika and she and Coco cuddled him like a doll between them. "You are just too cute!"

"My girl's not wrong, baby boy." Coco complimented. "We might just keep you around if you play your cards right."

Little did Verosika or her posse knew was that while they were busy kissing the face of the only living human down below, they didn't notice Blitzo watching the entire commotion from the other side of the window panel.

After lecturing Loona, Blitzo took notice of Lincoln's sudden absence and looked through the mirror showing the inside of his one-time romantic partner's office and he quickly put two and two together.

"Oh, crumbs." Moxxie paled, also observing this.

"Those back-alley, two dollar, crack whores!" Blitzo snarled in rage. The doors were kicked open, forcing Verosika and her crew to turn and saw Blitzo march up to his ex. "Alright, all of you skanks! That is it! You can take my parking space, half my floor. Hell, you can go ahead and take my limited edition horse figurine collection, but I draw the line at you band of hussies messing with my employees!" he bravely proclaims. "I wouldn't even let you have your way with Moxxie!"

"Really, sir?" Moxxie then addresses Verosika. "Miss Verosika, was it? Look, let us kindly collect our young friend you have there and perhaps allows us to retain the singular parking space that was assigned to us, that way, we may be on our-"

Josh moved closer to him. "Want a kissy, little guy?"

"I'm...flattered, but I'm married." Moxxie bashfully denies.

"Don't even think about it, you walking condom! Mox, go wait outside with Loona!" Blitzo glares hatefully at Verosika. "I can handle this."

"Blitz, is that you?" Seeing his coworkers come to his rescue just in time, Lincoln slipped away from Coco and Apple, to their shared disappointment. His face was covered in red lipstick marks and "I tried talking to them, but uh, things didn't go as planned." he said, rubbing his temple.

"Don't worry about it, buddy boy. Let the boss man deal with it." Blitzo pats his shoulder comfortably and faces Verosika who scoffs.

"Try not to bitch and moan, Blitzo. Can I help if I find a tasty snack?" Verosika breathed Lincoln's scent on her fingers and began licking them, grinning at the boy. "Although, I wouldn't mind going for a lot more." Lincoln's scent was just so intoxicating, and it helped that he was cute as a button. The natural white hair also earned him some points. He also can handle himself quite well since he was still coherent after some kisses from Succubi.

"You know what?! You crossed a line and it's time we settled this, bitch!" Blitzo announces. "If you want to keep messing with us, then I challenge you to a fucking..." he struggles to find the words. "...challenge!" He immediately regrets his blunder. "Fuck, I said that twice."

Kiki hums, entertained. "Sounds to me like this imp boy's starting a demon duel."

Verosika chuckles. "I think you're right, Kiki." She might as well see what kind of challenge Blitzo has to offer and lowers close to Blitzo's height to humor him and enjoyed it when Lincoln flushed after seeing her make eye contact with him, she gave him a very flirty wink. "What game are you thinking then, Blitzo?" she asked, a little curious.

Blitzo decides to outdo these sex demons by intending to prove that his skillset is better than theirs. "Every spring break, Asmodeus lets you STD spreaders go up topside for easy pickings, but its still a prime time for other crimes." he surmises and gives his own confident smirk, laying down the challenge. "So, here's the challenge. I bet you Succu-bitches can't fuck as many people as we can off by the end of the day." he presses his fingers to his head to mimic a gun for added measure.

Verosika, the other Succubi, and the Incubi collectively laughed out loud after hearing the challenge. Her friends were like I.M.P, stumped that their leader actually dated this delusional imp at any given time in the past. His obvious idiocy must have been why she broke it off. Verosika thought he was just joking, until seeing his determined glare. "Oh, you're being serious?"

"Fucking right I am! If my team and I win, we get that space back!" Blitzo adds.

Verosika taps her chin in contemplation and shares knowing glances with her girls who nodded in agreement. "That's fair. But if we win, then the ladies and I get to have little snowball there hang here for the rest of the week." She confidently smirked at a shocked Blitzo.

That made Lincoln get back to coherency. "...I beg your pardon?"

"Excuse you?!" an appalled Blitzo yells, not believing what she was suggesting.

"I think you heard me." With a sly grin, Verosika decides to have a little more fun to mess with her ex and get some more quality time with Lincoln. Her tail suddenly wormed its way around Lincoln's body and before he or Blitzo could react, the boy was reeled up to her arms and she hugged him once more. "Considering how you seem to have a boner for a parking space, it's only fair I get something in return, wouldn't you agree and what better than time with this one? Besides, you and your nasty pack of gremlins have been keeping this adorable little creature to yourselves for too long." she softly caressed Lincoln's face. "The girls and I should get to play. But then again, if you don't have the balls to take that gamble, I guess I'll just keep your parking spot and we'll leave it at that." she sneered at Blitzo, who was getting increasingly agitated with every word she spoke. "How about it, kiddo? Come over here to me, and I'll show you all the perks of a paid internship in the music business." she sweetly offered Lincoln with an alluring smile.

Despite the awkward position he was in, Lincoln tried to politely decline. "I appreciate it, er, Verosika. But, I'm already committed as an intern for I.M.P." The money part was attention grabbing, but he that wasn't enough. "I'll stick to where I am. Besides, as if Blitz would put me on the line just to get his parking space ba-"

"You're on!" Blitzo immediately declared without pause, causing Verosika to smirk at how the prideful imp took the bait, while Lincoln went as pale as his hair.

"What?!" Lincoln shrieked.

Josh turns to his fellow dudes with an annoyed scoff. "Is she for real right now?"

"This is Verosika." Ace reminds him. "You know how she gets when she wants something." When it comes to their species, when one of them sets their sights on something, they do whatever it takes to get it.

"So what? Seems like a lot of trouble to go through to get back at her freaky ex." Kat grumbles.

The complaining from the Incubi gained Verosika's piercing glare and venomous growl, making the guys zip their lips and stop whatever grievances they had over this deal. If they didn't go along with this, they risk upsetting their boss and her royally screwing them, and not in the way that they'd enjoy.

She threw one last smirk at Blitzo. "You got yourself a game,...bitch." the enticing Succubus mocked to show just how sure she was that she and her crew will be the victors of the bet.

Understandably, Lincoln was not onboard with this at all. "Blitz, are you being serious right now?! We can just get a new space! There is literally no reason to wager me off!" the young intern shouted at his boss. He usually doesn't mind affection, though can get a bit timid if it's really blatant, but the way these demon women were all over him, they were showing shameless forwardness that he's surprised at. He could somehow figure out they wanted to do more than just fawn over him and tease him with their bodies and even though he couldn't tell what it was, he felt he'd be better off now knowing.

The rest of the Succubi were just as confident as their leader.

"We so got this~." Coco stated.

"Coco and I get him if Verosika can loosen him up!" Apple chirped.

"Why not make it a free for all?" Milky asked.

"Don't wanna tucker the little guy out too much." Kiki pointed out.

"Relax, sporto." Blitzo reassures his intern, sure of himself. "I wouldn't have agreed if I didn't believe in my team's penchant for dropping bodies. Now, I believe you've had your fun." he tells Verosika, expecting her release his youngest employee. Glaring back, Verosika does so and the I.M.P boss shouts to his other subordinates. "Looney! Moxxie! Get in the office and wait for Mills! We got a victory to plan!"

Shaking his head with a sigh, Lincoln glumly followed after him, but Verosika took this one last chance to call out to him. "Oh, Linky~."

He stopped with a wince, the chills down his spine returning and slowly looks back. "Yeah?" he replies, cautiously.

"Just so you know, bet or no bet, you're welcome to come back any time and you'll get to see how a real company is run. We'll be keeping a seat warm for you after we take your limp-dick boss down a peg." Grinning seductively, the towering Succubus bent down to Lincoln's level, giving him a good view of her cleavage. "Trust me. We've got so many fun plans for you." Verosika told him playfully, her tone inviting and hypnotic the more he stared into her eyes.

"Uh..." Lincoln's blush returns. The other females in her group send their own gestures, from winks, to blown kisses, and crossing their legs.

As for the guys, Ace hissed as he slides his thumb across his throat with a threatening glare that was shared with Josh and Kat to send a clear and cut message.

"I'll keep that in mind." Lincoln meekly said, hastily following his boss and coworkers. He spared one glare at Blitzo.

Verosika knew if she was going to put Blitzo in his place to get back at him for the downfall of their past relationship and get herself Lincoln, she and her crew needed to pull out all the stops.


Later, at I.M.P headquarters where all members are assembled, Blitzo stands in front of an easel full of paper with crude pencil drawnings of Blitzo and his staff and a large whiteboard flanked by bat wings at the top. There was a large bar graph drawn on the board along with horse drawings. Moxxie, Millie, Loona, and Lincoln sat in their spiked chairs, ready to listen to their boss's presentation on how they were going to win the bet.

"Alright, shut your assholes, here's how we're gonna do this shit." he flipped to more drawings of his genius plan. "First. We get hired by a fuck ton of clients." Imps and clients surrounded them with bags of money and then they fell down. "We portal upwards. Have our fun murder time per the norm, pile up the bodies on a big fucking canoe." Lincoln concernedly glanced at an exasperated Moxxie. "Said canoe is pushed into some water. Then, we light it on fire to attract the sharks, eagles and shit, maybe evem a goose, too. Fuck it." he included an octopus chomping up the entire canoe and animals. "They eat the bodies, we win the bet..." the I.M.P team are shown celebrating. "...and rub it in that stuck-up bitch's drunken whore ass face and get the space back." The I.M.P team gave several middle fingers to a Verosika drawing who was in tears and the next drawing showed their van in its rightful place. "Any questions?"

Moxxie raised his hand first. "Here's one. That was complete nonsense and also, poor penmanship, sir. Very poor." he deadpanned.

Blitzo walks over to him with a frown. "Not a question."

"But, it still wasn't a plan." Moxxie retorts.

Blitzo puts a hand around Moxxie. "Maybe to your eyes, Mox,. It's no wonder they didn't see a flawless presentation of what we should do. Your own fault for having smooth little brains upstairs."

"Care to repeat that?" Moxxie queries, eyebrows raised.

"I'm calling you very slow, Moxxie." Blitzo clarifies, annoyed that he was getting pissed about another insult to his intelligence. "God, why don't you learn to handle some criticism, you talentless baby-dicked troll?" He poked Moxxie's chest several times.

An angry Moxxie stood up on the long table. "Maybe when you take an art class once in a while!"

Blitzo showed that he's got problems with criticism as well. "Maybe when you see how expensive they are!" he grabbed Moxxie's collar and threw him back on the chair.

"Excuse me!" Lincoln interjected, flailing his arms in the air. "Can we please circle back to coming up with a better plan to win this bet, so I won't be forced to spend a week over at that office?!"

"Come on, kid. A little master planner like you should be all for it." Blitzo said, assertive in his ideas. "You're not still mad that I betted you as a prize, right?"

Lincoln thought on it and listed off the reasons why he's rightly miffed. "Hmm. Let's see. In an effort to show up your ex-girlfriend, you traded my services away like a pair of sneakers." He crossly turned away from Blitzo. "Kind of hard not to."

"It could've been worse. It's not like I traded your soul."

"You might as well have!"

Millie shook her head and rubs the boy's head tenderly. "Honestly, Blitz. I still can't believe you're actually risking losing Lincoln. Did you forget that he's part of our little assassin family?" While Millie's often supportive of Blitzo's crazy, near-psychotic tendencies and schemes, she couldn't abide with him making a bet with the consequence of Lincoln having to be with those sex demons if they lose. "The mere thought of him with those damn jezebels is enough to make me want to chainsaw them to bits for pie seasonings!" Her eyes become more crazed and feral, showing a side to her that's driven by uncontrollable rage.

An aspect that Moxxie adored.

"I'll be honest, sir. Betting your employees was a low even I thought you'd never go." Moxxie voiced, deeply ashamed to call Blitzo his boss.

"A, I take offense to you thinking I actually have morals at all, Moxxie. And B, our company's honor is on the line, people!" Blitzo passionately slammed his fists on the table. "We can't let this injustice stand and thus, we must be willing to make whatever sacrifice!"

"It's only a parking space, Blitz!"

"It's our parking space, intern! You saw how big that fucking lot is, there was a big-ass tank! Yet, we were the few that got ourselves a spot reserved for only I.M.P!" Blitzo was particularly proud of that, citing it as an accomplishment and example that his business was moving up in Hell and was damned if he was going to let Verosika ruin it.

Loona finally decided to weigh in on the planning. "Hey, is there a chance I can come with you guys this time?" Her request surprised Lincoln. This was the first time Loona actually made an effort in actively participating in an assignment. Blitzo was the boss, Moxxie handled guns, Millie was the muscle, his own role was mainly support and magic using, but Loona always manned the phone, staying in Hell.

Blitzo was quick to reject that idea. "Absolutely not. I forbid it. Not gonna happen. Sorry, sweetie. Spring break is no place for young vulnerable goth girls. You know the kind of freaks up there who'd drool all over you!"

All five of them silently gazed at the empty air in judgement, anger, and annoyance.

Lincoln realized he hasn't talked to it in a long time.

Breaking that piercing gaze, Loona offered how she could be an asset "Well, I can blend in with humans easy enough. Just let me tag along. You're always okay with Lincoln going with you and he's a kid."

Blitzo did a doubletake. "Wait. What was that?

"Blend in? You know, with humans?" Loona repeats, confused.

"Wait, you have a human disguise?" Millie curiously asked. They worked in the same company, yet, she never knew that about Loona, not even Blitzo.

"Yeah. Don't you?" Loona's question made the three imps tensely look at each other side to side, making it apparent to Lincoln and Loona that not once in all their missions did they think to pose as the humans they were hired to kill and it infuriated the hellhound. "You're telling me that you three idiots have been screwing around Earth this whole fucking time without even thinking of using human disguises?!" she always mocked them for their low smarts, but didn't believe how far it went.

Lincoln facepalmed at this. He assumed they decided to not use them as the people that saw them end up dead in the end, so the three didn't count disguising themselves necessary, which turned out to be false. But this did give him an idea to work with and form into a real plan. "That actually can really help! Loona can pretend to be a human girl and lure people in to you guys. We just need to have a client or clients who demand enough targets to win the bet!"

"Flawless logic, Lincoln." Moxxie smiled. "We aren't just going up there to kill at random, after all."

"Our little man with the plan!" Millie beamed.

"Thanks. But like I said, there's the issue of getting a lot of clients to hire us. Where exactly are we gonna find so many?"

"Got that covered, kid." Blitzo smirked. Outside, Blitzo puts up a ratty flyer that reads 'SPRING BRAKE VICTOM, 50% OFF' and drew in himself with a sliced in half target and horses. "Now the wait begins." he says to them, pleased.

Moxxie would be the richest imp in Hell if he had a nickel for every time he points the flaws in his boss's line of thinking. "Sir, I see mp no way we're going to get enough clients for such a long list with one poorly spelled bad grammar flyer!" Fast footsteps are heard and they see that a large group of Sinners and even some imps have gathered to line up to the flyer.

Blitzo elbowed Moxxie smugly and the gun expert fumes.

"Now, who's up first?" Blitzo went to the cadre of new clients, already feeling that he's got this bet in the bag.


On the very next day, Lincoln opened up a portal to a beach that was where I.M.P tracked down the list of clients they out together after sorting out all the requests. There were nothing but young spring breakers having a huge beach party and it was at this very party, that Verosika Mayday herself was to host a special spring break concert and they all didn't want to pass up the chance at seeing a show of the famous, albeit controversial pop singer. Before the show could begin, these impulsive young people spent their time on the beach, enjoying all the beers and drugs until the concert began.

The I.M.P team which now includes Loona hid behind coral covered rocks under a dock. "Now remember, we can't be seen, alright? And loose shots will likely cause a panic, so Loona can help with leading targets to a better spot to off them." For once, Blitzo actually exercised caution. "You got the list, Looney?"

Loona holds the list to her nose and her supernatural sense of smell was activated after she sniffed it. "Got it." she steps into the sun and in a swirling flash of blue light and a distant howl of a wolf, she took on a human appearance, evident by her lack of a tail and having flesh instead of fur. She kept her usual clothes, except the choker on her neck lost its spikes and instead of being barefoot, she now wore high-top sneakers. The color of her eyes were now inverted, having white sclera and red irises and in place of her torn right ear were piercings and her head is shaved on the right side.

All in all, she really puts off the human look really well.

A fact that I.M.P agree with as they stared in shock. "Wow. Loona. You looks so...pretty." Lincoln praised.

"Heh, thanks, Linc." Loona replied, smiling a little as she expected a more lecherous compliment, but remembered who she was talking to.

Her boss, on the other hand..."Oh, Looney, look at you! You look downright horrifically awful!" he gushed, angering Loona and wiping a proud tear away. "I am so proud. Now fetch!"

Loona peers her eyes at the humans, those that were targeted for execution were outlined in red in her vision. Smirking, she approached a tall man with sunglasses and flirtatiously pointed to him and herself, then to a private space away from the beach. Eagerly, the man followed her and she hardly cared when he got shot in the head by Blitzo who was spying from the roof. He gives Loona a thumbs up in approval and tells Moxxie and Millie to prepare themselves for the next kills.

They weren't going to win back their parking space by being sloppy.


The next few hours were very productive for I.M.P, they ruthlessly exterminated the next slew of targets with impressive ease because Loona flirting with all their marks was instrumental in their success. Each was crossed off the special spring break hit list by the numbers at a fast pace so that they could garner enough of a count to win the bet, making Bltizo quite proud of himself for this seemingly successful outing. He thought Moxxie was a real fool for having actual doubts, but Blitzo wasn't going to take all Verosika's actions so easily, not him. Not only did it appear that his team will surely claim victory over his old flame, but he'll also get his hollowed parking space back.

Lincoln mostly kept to himself the entire time. To distract himself from this whole bet business happening around him, he breathed in that fresh Earth air that's only come rarely. Being back on Earth made the feeling of going to his family to let them know he was okay reemerge or at least call them to do so, but the risks involved were still present and he forced himself not to, didn't mean he liked it. On the bright side, at least he was at a beach, seemed like forever since the last time he enjoyed the sand, waters, and sun.

It reminded him of family trips to Aloha Beach.

Except, this one had a lot of patrons full of college kids drinking and swallowing pills.

Now he understood why his parents advised Lori before leaving for college to be careful when spring break comes around. If this is how it is for people near her age to act, he'd have said the same thing if they thought about her doing a lot of drugs and flirting with anyone who caught her eye. He wondered if his demon friends were really able to clean out this beach before Verosika and her entourage arrived.

Verosika.

Just thinking about that Succubus and those other shameless demon women made Lincoln look over his shoulder, thinking they were right behind them. He didn't want to think about losing the bet, even if they are pretty attractive.. "Would you calm down, Linc?" He looked up at the human form of Loona who picked up his fear and anxiety. "Pussying out won't help at all."

Lincoln frowned apologetically. "Sorry, Loona. I just feel like there's someone hiding in a dark corner, watching me."

"Shit, Verosika sure has you rattled, huh?" Loona commented.

"Yeah. She, uh, certainly made an impression." Lincoln scratched his nape. "But you're right. I can't constantly stress about it. We're on a pretty good role so far, and she hasn't even shown up yet."

Loona smiled with a brow raised. "Never thought I'd see you of all humans be glad about dead fucks. What happened to the wide-eyed runt that was all about 'killing is wrong' and all that crap."

He gazed down with a sad look. "Getting hunted down by a psycho family of killers tends to make someone think." Not wanting to get into that territory, he changed the subject. "By the way, how's it feel being up and about on Earth?"

"It's different, but also the same as down below." Loona shrugged, not taken with the new sights.

"But, why did you decide to come?" Lincoln pressed for more answers. "Is it about the other hound that was working for Verosika?" He saw the way she looked at him and he may be young, but he recognized the look of a lovestruck young woman. It's the same look his sisters have with each of their romantic interests, not to mention that one time they became enamored with his tutor.

"N-No!" Loona was suspiciously quick to deny it, but the deep red blush she had suggested otherwise. "I-I just did, okay? So what if she has a yummy beefcake of a hound and helping out would mean keeping you around?" she accidentally reveals the other reason. "I m-mean...No!"

Chuckling, Lincoln rubbed his arm. "Heh. Yeah, kinda figured. Helping isn't really your style." He knew the truth, but for the sake of her keeping up her apathetic image, he played along. "Still, though. Thanks a lot."

Loona fought the urge, but nothing stopped her from smiling back at Lincoln genuinely.

Blitzo was celebrating another quick kill, he and the imp couple had collected all the bodies they put down into trash bags with Moxxie cleaning them and Millie jumping on a body to force it in. "That's nine kills in the bag! Smell that, people? It's the smell beating that tramp and her groupies!"

"Still can't believe this started over a parking space." Lincoln mutters.

"I'd watch the whining, kid." Blitzo warned. "These kills are gonna keep your v-card safe, so don't forget that. Be happy that we'll soon hold this win over Verosika for all time."

Lincoln saw that Blitzo was also riled up because of Verosika, but for different reasons. "Things must have gotten real ugly before you two broke up to get you so angry."

"Oh, that." Blitzo waves off with doubt. "Ancient history. It was fun for while, but it just wasn't meant to be. All relationships end that way." he stubbornly says, claiming the only reason he's like this is because his space got snatched and nothing more. "No way she has any hard feelings."

"You think so?" From what Lincoln observed, there seems to be a lot of unresolved baggage when it came to Blitz and Verosika. "She seems to hold a huge grudge about it."

"That's just because she thinks any horndog in Hell would treat dating her as winning the lottery and anything less is ridiculous, the prideful bitch." Blitzo said from his own opinion. "Not like she didn't do her own fuck ups when we were still a thing and I just like to see that waily snatch orgasm that many..."

"Alright, calling all spring breakers!" Everyone on the beach turned their eyes to the music stage where pink steam was emitted and blasted out the music of Verosika Mayday with the pop star herself emerging up to the stage, her silhouette being seen. Any remaining beach goers that weren't offed by I.M.P gathered to the stage like moths to a flame at the introduction of a famous celebrity on the beach. "Are any of Y'all ready to get fucked up in the head and make a crap ton of bitchin' bad choices?!" Her response were massive cheers from her adoring fans when the steam clears to show the diva in her human disguise.

Her pink skin was now lightly tanned, and the outer part of her hair turned blonde with a red top while the inside still had its pink coloration. Her eyes were now white, but the irises remained pink, the eyeliner also didn't disappear. She had a new outfit on which was a ruffled pink top, arm sleeves that bared her shoulder, and an equally ruffled pink skirt that was slit on the hem, the skirt had a star and black heart. In place of her tail was a light pink sash.

One fan boy in the audience tore his short off to show her name written on his chest. "Verosika! I love you!"

"Whoa..." Lincoln breathed at her appearance.

Succubus or human, Verosika Mayday was eye catching to all present.

Verosika spotted him from afar and sent a wink only for him, walking off while swaying her hips. "Come along, cuties. Final call for everyone of you~." she waved, making her ex-boyfriend growl like a wild animal, drool foaming in the mouth.

Millie turned Lincoln away and made him take a walk. "Turn away from the bitch, Lincoln! Don't look directly at her eyes and wait somewhere to hide! I'll call you when it's time to come on back!"

"Where am I supposed to go?"


Lincoln sat while holding his nose at a bathroom stall far away. "I'd say I had worse spring breaks, but then I'd be lying."

He heard a knock. "Hey! Is this free"

"No, the demons that I've been living with and working for told me to hide here!"

"...Okay. That's cool. I can wait. Say, can you tell me what drug you're using and where I can get it?"

He heard the man grunt. "Lincoln, it's Millie! You can come back! Everything's starting to calm down! Also, I just crossed another name off our list! Now, we're at ten kills!" she cheered.


Blitzo was furious. He looked at the sun as it was setting down. None of them had been able to find any more targets, which meant he might just lose to his ex-girlfriend turned rival and only spotted just a few beach goers that were lying down due to their stomach aches on his side of the beach.. He was so confident before, and now his chances of winning this bet were getting slim and he just couldn't allow that to happen. Not with so much on the line.

"God dammit! That bitch and her goatish mating calls! We should've chosen a different beach with targets that liked better music!"

Lincoln was very worried, albeit very confused as he was still with I.M.P. even when the song started. He was the one single human not affected by the song, sitting on the sand and still stuck by them. The song had sounded like a siren's call, and unlike the sailors of old, Lincoln didn't fall prey to it. "I get that you four aren't affected, but how come it's not working on me?" there was some temptation, but he still had the willpower to resist.

"You're not a perverted little shit for one thing. Either that or puberty hasn't hit you like a fucking bullet train yet." Blitzo talks sternly with fists on his hips. "Want my advice? Enjoy every second of it. Don't let your child-like youth go to waste before you eventually turn into a pleasure seeking time-bomb of deviation." he got back at the task at hand. "Alright, guys, we gotta pick things up! We don't have long until the sun goes down! Is he on the list, Looney?" he pointed at a sickly blonde man next to him.

Loona didn't even look to make sure, being too distracted. "Huh? Yeah...I-I think so?" She had been standing for the rest of the entire day like a mannequin.

Lincoln followed her gaze and ssaw a muscular black man guarding the stage. Those who didn't see his demon form wouldn't recognize him as a human, but Lincoln did and he easily deduced that judging by the same clothes, wolf marking changed into a tattoo, this was Verosika's hellhound bodyguard, Vortex, the same hound Loona clearly carried a torch for. "Uh-oh." Lincoln warily looked at the now smitten Loona. "Please don't let this be like Hugh all over again..."

"Good!" Blitzo smiled, raising up a hatchet, unaware of Loona being distracted..

The beach goer looks up at Blitzo in slurred stupor. "Oh, woah...what are you? A leprechaun?" he cackles.

"Oh, yeah. Pretty cool, huh?" Another name was crossed off the hit list. "But you sure as shit ain't gonna tell nobody." He taunted, discarding his axe and oblivious to Lincoln flinching and turning away slightly. Just because there were sinful humans in the world that deserved to be put down doesn't mean he felt some satisfaction when karma caught up to them. Some may, but not Lincoln. "Alright, next one, Looney, come on. Can't burn the daylight." Blitzo got worried when she didn't respond. "Loonie? Wait, where-" he sees the spot where Loona once stood at be devoid of the disguised hellhound. "Wh-Wh-Where's my baby?!" he cries in a panic.

Millie, who was patting Lincoln's back to ease his upset stomach spotted their wayward receptionist walk her way towards the stage. "Look!"

Blitzo groaned in dismay. "M&M, with me! We gotta get her back! Our company's pride is on the line and we can't deal with a snafu! Kid, you hang back! Don't wanna risk her gals seeing you!"


Lincoln understandably never left his spot as he was told. He waited for the most part, but Lincoln got distressed when no one returned. He figured calling for Loona's name could reach her canine ears. "Loona! Loona, where are you?!" The boy called, frantically hoping that she wouldn't risk their loss just for one crush. He was actually quite a little hurt if that were the case. They may not have started off as instant besties. But, he liked to believe she's built a respect for him by now. Blitzo ordered him to stay put. He wanted to. His mind told him that he should try to find Loona on his own at maybe somewhere else like the streets. "Jeez, this is nuts. She could be anywhere by now!" Despite this, he ran ahead, but didn't get far when he bumped into the familiar overall wearing Apple, the blond haired Succubus in her human form. Her skin tone and clothes changed. Plus, her demonic aspects were gone.

Human disguises really were very convincing. It must by why no one's managed to figure out that a celebrity was also a demon herself.

"Oooh, it's you!" she giggled like a little girl happy to find her lost toy. "Hi there, little guy! Lincoln, right? I thought I spotted you." Apple coos.

"Oh, uh, heeeey...you." Lincoln awkwardly greets.

Apple laughs. "It's okay. With all the excitement before, you didn't get my name. It's Apple."

"And you can just call me Milky." the shortest of Verosika's crew grinned, her clothes now a different color. "We couldn't resist seeing you again, so we thought we'd look for you. Think you're ready for a real round, little man?" she teasingly asked with a lick of her lips.

Gulping, Lincoln tries to defuse their mood. "N-No! I'm just looking for someone. She's somewhere here, and-"

"Forget about her." Milky grabbed his shoulders and he squeaked in surprise when she suddenly hugged him from behind.

"Hey, no fair, Milky!" Apple pouted like a spoiled child.

"OKAY!" Lincoln slipped out to get more space preferably away from them and find Loona. "The bet is still going on, you know! So, I think it's too soon for me to...hang out with you, right? A winner hasn't even been decided!"

Both Succubi found it cute that he thought I.M.P still had a chance. "That's cute, kiddo But, from the start, your chances were slow." Milky pointed out. "Your shit-wad boss should've known better than to step up to us. We're sexy as fuck and don't act like you don't agree."

"Yeah. And there's no lame ass rule against against some early celebrating for us." Apple sensually tells her prey, rubbing her hands together in anticipation. "Coco will give me shit for leaving her out, but I'm sure we can make it up to her. If you know what I mean."

Lincoln stared, his eyes wide open and started sweating, "Or you could go to counseling. That's also a good idea." He took a step backwards and ended up tripping over someone. It was the humanized Josh with a bruised face.

"Josh?" Apple questioned, looking down at her companion. "The fuck happened to you?"

"Ugh. Tried giving the eyes at some goth broad. But, she totally blew me off." Josh answers, a little humiliated.

"Seriously?" Milky laughed at his expense. " Losing your game there, stud?"

"Very funny, bitch." Josh deadpanned.. "Bitch just wasn't into me for some reason."

Wait. If this goth girl wasn't receptive to his seductions, then that must mean...

"Was she by any chance walking to your boss' bodyguard?" Lincoln asked, hopting he was right.

"Who, Vortex? Yeah, but-"

Lincoln smiles in relief. "That was Loona! Thanks, man!" he ran off at high speeds.

"Hey, I wasn't trying to help you, pipsqueak!" Josh yelled with a shaking fist, then realized something. "Hang on, so that wasn't an actual human, then? Now, that makes sense. I actually was starting to think I was losing it." his relaxed expression become one of worry when Apple and Milky glared at him for inadvertently helping their prey escape. "...You're not gonna tell the boss lady about this, are you?"

"Oh, I think we fucking will!" Both pulled him by the shirt and went to rat him out.

Loona finally made it to Vortex and shyly greeted him. "Hey there...my dude?" She wished she got his name before.

"Oh, hey. You're that hound chick working for my boss's crazy ex-lover." Vortex knew the smell of another Hellhound from a mile away.

"Yeah." Loona tensely laughed, wondering if that was a deal breaker for him. "Sorry, if that's weird. In my defense, I didn't even know he dated her. I still can't believe it."

Vortex eased her concern by not really taking it personally. "No worries, girl. None of her beefs are mine. I don't paid to even care." Working for a pop star actually paid really well, but he was hired to guard her, not get involved with old grudges.

"Yeah! Yeah!" Loona widely smiles and brushes her hair back, red in the face. "My name's Loona."

Amused, Vortex chuckles and playfully introduces himself back, copying Loona's nervous tone. "Okay. Call me Vortex!"

Sensible and funny, the whole package. "That's so hot, man." Loona was close to drooling, but got it together. "I mean, it's literally hot, you know, because vortexes give off heat. Probably. Right?" She bites her lower lip in irritation at herself for sounding like a huge nerd.

Vortex didn't really mind it, he could tell she doesn't talk that much with other hounds so he can't blame her. In fact, it was sort of cute in a way. "Yeah, that's true. But my pals just call me Tex."

"Really? Lucky. I'd do a lot to have friends.." Okay, now that sounded real pathetic. "I mean, I don't have that many to begin with." At least that's what she believed until she thought of a surprising exception with white hair. "Well, actually, I guess you could say there's this one person I don't...hate that much, but I'm not sure if I'd call him my friend."

"Does he think you're his friend?"

"...I-I actually think maybe-"

"Loona!" Both hellhounds in disguise watch Lincoln run up to them, out of breath. "So glad I finally found you!"

"Lincoln." Loona says through gritted teeth. "Kind of in the middle of something."

"Something other than your job?" Lincoln barked back, almost livid. "I know part of the reason you came with us is to talk to-" She slammed her hand to his mouth to prevent him from saying too much in front of her crush.

Aforementioned crush just chuckled at their exchange. "Chill out there, little buddy. It's spring break. You gotta loosen up."

"With a bet going on that may end with your boss's hooks on me, loosening up is the last thing on my mind."

"Fair enough." Vortex concedes, all Hell denizens know how insatiable sex demons are. "But you know, I gotta give you props for slipping past her and her crew so far. Pretty damn cool."

"It is?"

"You have no idea. Not many dudes can say they managed to escape the clutches of a Succubus. You must be pretty crafty, kid." Vortex praised.

Lincoln scratches his head bashfully. "Thanks, I guess. I like to think of it as more thinking on my feet than actual planning, but still, thanks. Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm surprised you're not telling Verosika that I'm here."

"She pays me to stop her loony fans from storming the stage and deal with asswholes who try to start something. Anything beyond that ain't my business. I just stand guard and that's it." Vortex evenly responds, showing a great douse of professionalism. "Also, the name's Vortex. Tex, if you want."

"Lincoln Loud." He did not expect someone from Verosika's inner circle to be so approachable. This demon hellhound's laid-back and friendly nature was a welcomed change from the nasty sort of demons. "And it's not really all on me. I have help from my coworkers, like Loona here."

"That right?" Vortex nods at this with approval, he does like it when one looks out for their own. "You say you don't have friends? Not from where I'm standing. And helping them out of a jam? I dig that."

"Y-You do?" Loona blushed furiously.

Lincoln stared in astonishment at how Loona was acting. It was a far cry from the usual indifferent hellhound unless she expressed emotions of anger and annoyed, and when she's not being that, she's belittling everyone around her, including her coworkers given the chance. His time with her made him wonder if Lucy would be like this when she's older. But Lincoln knew from experience with his oldest sister, Lori, that once you peel back the layers of snark and cynicism, even the nastiest of people have a soft center, that can even apply to demons.

"Hmm." Lincoln hummed softly in thought. He really wanted to get Loona to get back on the aim of winning, but didn't feel right to force her to do it when she's clearly to infatuated with Vortex. Being stuck at the phone in the office and Blitzo's own overprotective nature made it hard for her to actually make friends with others which was evident with her awkwardness. It also wasn't that often she got to go to the world of mortals, much less go anywhere else in Hell without Blitzo bringing her. It'll hinder I.M.P's progress, but maybe Loona deserves some reprieve. He was prepared to leave Loona, but Blitzo appeared, moving in-between the two hellhounds.

"Am I interrupting a little thing between you?" Blitzo interrogates, glaring with suspicion.

"Nah, man. Just a conversation during work hours. It's all good." Vortex calmly assures.

Blitzo narrows his eyes and wags a finger at him. "Oh, so it's a conversation? Last I checked, a 'Conversation' leads to HPV!" Loona clenches her fists in frustration.

"Aw jeez." Lincoln cringed, not liking where this was going.

Behind a metal cans were Moxxie and Millie who observed this. "Predictably, we've lost him." Moxxie sighs in resignation. "Hopefully, Lincoln can get him and Loona back on-mission. Until then, it's looking like it's up to us to handle this list.

"Hell yeah, sweet thing!" Millie jovially cheered, grabbing Moxxie around the shoulders and making him smile lovingly. "Team M&M about to get the killing shit done! Making all the moneys!" The married assassins ran off to handle the mission all on their own and made some decent headway even though they were shorthanded. It got a point where they hid behind a table full of beer cans with Moxxie on lookout while his wife loaded a crossbow for him. They shared a kiss for luck and Moxxie was ready until a drunk man wobbled over and flips the table over, flying the imps across where Moxxie lands in the center of a crowd.

"Ewwww! Oh, my god, you guys! It's a fucking gross little possum!" A woman shouts in disgust to her other spring breakers.

"Oh, crumbs! I'm not a possum! I am not a possum!" Moxxie tries in vain to escape, but is snatched and tossed into a beer can by the unhinged party of humans who yell out in excitement. Inside, he couldn't stop himself from drinking the liquids inside as its carried away.

Back with the other issue, Loona rubbed her eyes in apt vexation over Blitzo's interference. "Blitz, get the fuck out of here! You're gonna get us all into shit!" His lack of a human disguise will give Verosika more ways to undermine him.

"I just wanted to see what was so important that you'd be distracted from your job." Blitzo sternly glowers. "When you asked to join, I expected you to take it more seriously!"

Loona pulls him away from Vortex. "What, I can't have a break? It's bad enough to stick me on the phone listening to whiny Sinners!"

"We have a parking spot on the line!" Blitzo urged her to see the importance of that. "How is that so hard for you kids to get?! It's the kind of thing worth making sacrificing!"

Lincoln barely resisted snorting. "Like your employees?"

"Intern, don't you start!"

"Hey, dude. Why don't you chill out?" Vortex diplomatically suggested getting Loona to blush more for coming to her defense. "No one's getting hurt here. I get you and V have some bad blood. But, come on. Don't overdo it."

"Why don't you stay out of it, cyclops?! Okay, this is our business." Blitzo's tail lifts up a paper drawing of him killing humans which will get him money, and more money means buying more horse-related stuff. "Literally."

With a growl, Loona vents out her pent up hostility over him coddling her like a pup. "Fuck, Blitz! Why can't you stay out of my face for like, five minutes?! A whole day, even!"

Blitzo didn't understand how that was a problem. "Because I adopted you as my daughter! That should mean something!" he turns his back on her with a huff. As her legal parent, he expected some more positive reception from her.

"Oh, what does it matter? You're not even my real dad! I was almost eighteen when you signed the papers!" Loona shouts, she likes to think she got along just fine without any parental figures in her life.

"It still counts plenty!"

"Well, it shouldn't!" Loona turns back, too. "I didn't need you then, asshole! I don't, now! So just leave me alone, already!"

She had no idea, but her words cut deep within Blitzo. Not even adopting a lost spirit like his own could find him someone to grow genuine affection for him, even though he's done nothing but give a huge amount of love to Loona since taking her in. This looked to be just another way for the universe to spell it out for him that there is no one who truly loves him, his own daughter included. All Lincoln and Vortex could do was helplessly look at all this with growing concern, even if he wasn't biologically her father, Blitzo constantly adoring her seemed to be his only redeeming quality and this vaguely reminded Lincoln of Octavia's troubles with her own dad, only under much different circumstances.

"Guys, take it easy!" Lincoln begged. He hated seeing a fight between them, like how he loathed the ones between his sisters. "Look, why don't we take a minute and just talk it out?"

Sighing, Loona slowly came to feel that she may have went too far when she saw Lincoln frown. "Uh...listen, Blitz, I'm-"

"Enjoy your break, Looney." Blitzo glumly says, leaving. "I'm gonna go kill something! Come on, intern. I know you won't leave your boss hanging."

Lincoln stuck around and grabbed Loona's arm to give a smile of reassurance, which she gratefully returned, knowing he wasn't holding anything against her before he left to join Blitzo. She's still felt some regret, it was infrequent of Blitzo to act so cold to her and Loona didn't like it, but felt it wouldn't have happened in the first place if Blitzo wasn't being so overbearing.

"Damn, girl. That was a savage way to back your boss iff." Vortex felt a little bad for both Loona and imp. Family drama always makes people uncomfortable and it's always painful to watch. "You okay, Loona?" he asked as he held her shoulder, bringing her blush back.

"Yeah, sure, I'm fine." Loona promised. "Don't worry about him He'll get over it. He always does."

"Be proud you can stick up for yourself." Vortex commended. "Takes guts to do that when it's your own boss."

"Thanks...I think?" Loona getting some praise from him was an accomplishment, but guilt was still present.


"Hey, are you alright, Blitz? I'm sure Loona didn't really mean what she said. You know that, right?" Lincoln apprehensively asked. Loona never pulled her punches when she speaks her mind, but it troubled him when she and Blitzo got into it. Her spur of the moment anger made her say hurtful things, but alternatively, Blitzo treating her like a child to be watched over 24/7 was what brought it on. Though he would prove to be too much most of the time, he just wanted to show Loona how much he loved her, but there is such a thing as too much love. It looks like both of them needed a quick refresher on the whole father-daughter thing.

"Meh. Let her enjoy time with the big guy, kid." Blitzo dismissed. "We can still pick up the slack without her. Go meet with M&M, still got a lot to do and college shits to kill and brutalize."

Despite his tone, Lincoln saw that Blitzo was masking how hurt he was over Loona's harsh words. Also knowing that Blitzo wouldn't openly talk about it, Lincoln listened to his order. "If you say so."

Now that Blitzo mentioned it, what were those two up to?

"Lincoln! Over here, honey!" Millie was relieved to see that her boy didn't get snatched up by any of the Succubi. "I need help lookin' for Mox. Lost him because of these darn party people."

"Where did you last see him?"

"Over in one of those beer cans." Millie and Lincoln went to a can that had Moxxie inside and she opened the lid, making it tip it over to spill hims and all the alcohol outside. "Moxxie!" both notice that Moxxie had a too-relaxed smile.

"Millieeeeeee!" Moxxie slurred in his speech, audibly burping. "Hi! Hey. Hey, since when did you get four heads? I wanna kiss 'em all! All so very beautiful!" he makes smooching noises with his body going completely limp.

"Moxxie? Are you okay?" Lincoln carefully asks, seeing a completely drunk Moxxie.

"For sure. Your pop is a-okay, Linc." Moxxie confirms, still quite drunk. "I am wonderful. Like a...like a...like an imp, you know? Ever wonder what it's like to be an imp? I bet it's the greatest."

"...You are an imp, Moxxie."

Moxxie looks at his hands and gasps in astonishment. "Woah! So I am! That is so weird! How come nobody told me?"

His wife picks him up. "Crap. Looks like he's too out of it to keep on killing. Hon, why don't you go ahead and wait it out at the dock?"

"Sure. I'll just do that." Lincoln walks through the sand dejectedly. He was starting to see how hopeless it was looking for I.M.P's chances at winning the bet, noting everyone's current state.

Loona was with Vortex.

Moxxie was too drunk.

Millie was too busy helping her intoxicated husband.

Blitzo is now the only one killing their remaining targets but by then, Verosika would have him beat and he'll have to endure a week with her.

He asked himself how this day could get any worse.

He got an answer when the calm waters of the ocean become less calm when a massive geyser of seawater erupted and from it, emerged a huge, monstrous shape, casting its gargantuan shadow over the beach and darkening the sky.

The humans and I.M.P glanced up in horror. Even Verosika and her crew looked on in fear and surprise, there was nothing in their plans that called for the use of this abomination. Several people ran in terror before a giant foot stomped on an unsuspecting man lying face down on his towel. A woman released a scream of abject fright and all humans ran for their lives in the hopes of not being this beast's next victim.

Blitzo was the in the process of choking a drinking man from behind when he too, stopped to look.

The fish that was exposed to the supernatural otherworldly liquids of the Beelzejuice went through a metamorphosis, becoming a giant teal eyed and finned leviathan monster with large blue teeth and unleashes an ear shattering roar. It surveyed the beach and sets its luminescent eyes on the white haired boy whose legs were froze in fear.

It had found it's meal.

The creature's tongue shot out its spiked tongue towards Lincoln and the boy barely manages to avoid the lethal tongue before running away. The tongue thrashed wildly and grabbed a parked car, throwing it to crash in front of Lincoln, he was sent backwards on his back near the waters as the monster took slow threatening steps to trap the frightened kid. Lincoln tried getting the grimoire, but in his rush, he dropped it and just as he was about to pick it up, the tongue was now ready to constrict him. Lincoln screamed when the tongue went for another attack, until a humanoid blur tackled him out of the way just when the monster's foot was about to crush him.

Lincoln and the blur rolled to a stop and when the boy regained his bearings, he notices a pair of arms protectively wrapping around him. His surprise increased when he got a look at his savior and for the first time since meeting her, she wasn't looking at him with a face baring lustful desires, but a face etched with worry and concern.

"Verosika...?"

"A-Are you okay?" She asked, genuinely terrified for both her and to an extent, him.

Lincoln was still processing it. "I-I-"

"Lincoln!" Millie came rushing in, carrying Moxxie, sets him down and frets over Lincoln maternally. "Oh, sugar! It's okay now! Milllie's here!" She hugged Lincoln close and got them out to a safer distance while Verosika went to regroup with her entourage.

"Hey, did you guys see that fish?" Moxxie kept taking slow steps, him being drunk stopped him from freaking out about these turn of events like he normally would. "Man, I love eating fish. Don't you?" The monster's tongue captures Moxxie and pulls him way.

"It got Moxxie!" Lincoln screamed.

The imp giggles, not bothered by his life in danger in the slightest. "Whee!" he is sent into its mouth.

Glaring in determination, Millie addresses Lincoln. "Keep that book handy, honey pie. Momma's gonna need help going to work." she spotted a spring breaker chugging down on a vodka bottle and killed him with her knife. She rips his cloth apart and lights it on fire before pushing it into the bottle. She threw it at the monster and it lost its balance, falling on the ocean. Lincoln uses the grimoire to manipulate the body of water into changing into chains that entrap it and allow Millie to swim out to it. Lincoln focused on keeping the chains stable to give Millie enough time to save Moxxie.

"Okay. This was not what I expected!" Blitzo shouted, joining Lincoln. "Where the fuck did this big mother come from?!"

"Either radioactive waste or it was fed too much! Take your pick, Blitz!" Lincoln closed one eye.

Both then saw as Moxxie was flung across the sky where he spread his arms out in contentment, feeling like he was really flying with a piece of the monster's tongue Blitzo was with Lincoln and he catches his employee at the same time the tongue landed, almost hitting a spring breaker who celebrates his good luck, only for Blitzo to kill him with one shot from his flintlock, making Moxxie laugh hysterically. The boy grew tired from keeping the spell up and a few of the chains ended up breaking.

Inside the monster's mouth, Millie relentlessly battled the mindless mutated beast that angered it and the two continued on their battle which now went uninterrupted when the final water chain broke, but Millie was more than capable.

"I love that woman so much!" Moxxie declared, his tail forming into a heart.

Regardless of him not in a stable state of mind, he was coherent enough to see his wife showcase her fighting might.

"She regularly pegs you, doesn't she?" Blitzo teasingly remarked.

Millie leapt into the air with her knife and landed inside the monster. Lincoln wished he could do more to help, but there was no need for anymore spells once the fish monster collapse on the ocean, no longer a threat to anybody and all spring breakers had run off leaving the place more or less devoid. Quite the spring break party that just happened, and it was a lot more eventful than anyone was expecting.

Calmness returned to the beach as the danger had passed. The entire beach was devoid of beach goers after they ran off, Lincoln was almost tempted to join them in the chaos. Add this to another list of near death experiences Lincoln's been forced to suffer since going to Hell and being adopted by I.M.P, but at least he made it out alive once again. Although, the same can't be said for the souls that were in the way, but right now, the I.M.P was just glad it didn't rampage all across the country. Blitzo really loved seeing Millie make short work of the monster and congratulate her when she tiredly walked back to shore, panting and soaking wet. "Yeah! Way to show off, Mills! And great use of the book, intern."

Shaking water off her body, Millie asked for her boys. "Are Mox and Linc okay?"

Blitzo looks at the drunken imp in his arms and carelessly drops him. "Huh? Yeah, yeah They're fine."

Millie picks them both up into a group hug. "This is a funny feeling." Moxxie said with a dopey smile. "I just feel soooooooo...drinky." he giggles out as his wife snuggles them closer with a happy laugh.

"So, does this mean we win? Or is this a draw?" Lincoln curiously asked, a fish monster was not something either group expected. To be fair, no one even in Hell could've expected the events of day transpiring and it was left to imagination if it could've been stopped.

"Good question." None of the fish monster's victims were any of their targets, just random people who were at the wrong place at the wrong time, but Blitzo could somehow spin this in his favor. "Maybe we could pass off the ones that big-ass fucking fish thing killed as clients. Better yet, we just say we were long gone before-"

"Hello, Blitzo."

The condescending tone of his ex saying the old pronunciation of his name made Blitzo sour up. "Oh, now that's perfect." he droned sarcastically, turning around to see Verosika and her posse confronting him and his team. "The whores have arrived. So great to see you when all the action's done" Moxxie wasn't really bothered, but Millie got miffed when they showed up, she found something in the water that revealed who was indirectly responsible for what's happened.

"That was handled a bit too..obvious, don't you think?" Verosika pointed out smugly.

Killing the fish monster while still in their natural demon forms.

She was ready to blackmail him that he'd have to beg her not to squeal and she'd still rat him out anyway.

Millie was unfazed by this attempt, countering Verosika with a piece of evidence that could break the demon pop star's arrogance. "Speaking of obvious. I don't think this belonged to any of us." she calmly surmised, presenting Verosika's flask and throwing it to its original owner's hand where it was dropped to Milky. "Would be a shame if anyone found out you guys were behind a giant monster fish attacking in the human world." Millie adds with a mocking smirk, one that Blitzo shared, getting the implications.

Moxxie laughed out loud, pointing at them. "Oh, Satan! You all be so fuuuuucked!"

The Succubi and Incubi grimaced, knowing that their rivals were right and Milky quickly hid the flask. They can't rat on I.M.P without the cause of the horrific beast tracing back to the person responsible, that being Verosika and that can only end with her and her crew getting punished severely by the higher ups of Hell. Verosika was having none of it, refusing to let Blitzo have the last laugh. "Yeah, well...you three nasty ass gremlins will be in shit for not being in disguises!"

Moxxie, still hammered from the heavy intake of alcohol, faceplanted into the sand in front of Verosika. Even, so his random tidbit was enough to show that there was one flaw in her claim. "A human called me a possum." he angrily recalled, taking offense. "I am not a possum!" he slurs, faceplanting again. But he had a point, the humans that saw them were too drunk, high, and sexually stimulated to make sense of what the imps really were and it's not likely anyone will believe them when they spit out claims about a giant monster fish.

Blitzo steps forward and moves Moxxie out of the way with a foot. "You know, we could keep this little B movie scene on the down low if you agree to let us use that parking space."

Verosika formed an agitated sneer. As much as it would figuratively kill her to let Blitzo walk away with a win, she wasn't arrogant or prideful enough to risk getting stuck in rehab again or potentially loose her street cred over a dumb bet with her ex. "...Fine." she begrudgingly relented.

Blitzo pumped his fists out into the air in victory. "WE FUCKING WON!" He proclaims, boisterously laughing and Verosika simply stands there seeting, eyes twitching from having to forfeit the bet which not only means she failed in trying to get back at Blitzo, but she also lost her chance in making Lincoln hers.

"Fuck yes!" Millie joined in the celebration.

"In your face, bitch!" Blitzo taunts to rub more salt in the wound. "This call for a round! Drinks are on me!"

"Ahem!" Millie coughs loudly, nodding her head at Lincoln.

"Oh, right. We'll just get the kid a smoothie or something."

Verosika didn't want to feel anymore humiliated right now, so she gestures her crew to follow her. "Come on, let's get out of here."

"Verosika, wait!"

"Lincoln?" Blitzo grew confused when his sole human employee went to the crew who stopped when he called their leader's name. "What's the deal here, champ? Kind of in the middle of owning these sluts hard."

"I know that. I just wanted say thanks to Verosika for saving my life."

A seagull flew over and cried out to compensate for the lack of sound that ensued after the only human on the beach uttered the sentence that severely stumped Blitzo. The imp thought he might have ingested some beer as well because nothing about what Lincoln just said made any sense to Blitzo, nor did he want to believe it. He looks at Lincoln, then at Verosika, eyes back to Lincoln, then back at Verosika, his head soon moved in rapid movement to thoroughly register it. "WHAT?!" Blitzo exclaims. "She saved your life?! Like saved-saved? Is that right? Millie, you weren't drunk out of your mind like your hubby. This for real?"

"I did see her with him on the ground when that monster attacked."

"Yeah, she pushed me out of the way before the tongue could get me. That thing would've eaten me if it weren't for her. Seriously, I owe you one."

Verosika's humiliation over her loss washed away as Lincoln smiled up at her. She's accustomed to humans singer her praises, but it was mostly over how hot she was, never before was she praised for performing a noble act. Truth be told, it wasn't completely for good intentions, she was freaking out over how things were going down and felt the less death there is, the less punishment she may receive, that and it'd be a waist for a cutie to go out like that. But now it felt good getting thanks from him. Even if he knew it wasn't entirely out of the goodness of her heart, he was still willing to be grateful. Not only that, but seeing him not be a nervous mess around her was a nice sight to see, it delivered a sense of...warmness.

"You sure she wasn't trying to jump you?" Blitzo asked, not stopping being skeptical.

"No, Blitzo. I wasn't." Verosika huffed at him. "It would've been a shame for the kid to get hurt just because of a dumbass bet that you started."

"Should've thought of that before taking the flask with you."

'Hey, the bet was all your idea, asshole!"

"Because you incurred my wrath!"

Lincoln groans. "Again, it's just a parking space, Blitz." He didn't think it was worth all the ruckus that occurred.

"Don't start with that again! I'm getting tired of explaining the necessity of our own spot!" Blitzo breathed deeply. "You know what? Forget it. We won. You lost, skank. Let's just leave it at that and get on with our shitty lives."

"Whatever." Verosika yells out to her bodyguard. "Tex! Let's go!"

Vortex and Loona were still talking when the monster showed up and joined after it was all said and done. "Well, looks to be my time to bounce." he observes. "But, hey, if you're ever down to party hard to cool off, I'll give you a ring sometime." he offers.

"Really? You will?" Loona's heart fluttered and tried playing it cool. Key word being "tried". "I mean, that's cool. I'll think about it or whatever"

"Yeah! My girlfriend throws the best hound parties." Vortex added, glad that Loona accepted.

She deflated in disappointment.

He already had a girlfriend. Leaving during an important assignment and getting into a fight with Blitzo over a guy that was already taken, now she felt even worse.

"That's...Nice." Loona forced a smile to hide her being saddened. "Stoked for my very first one."

Vortex playfully taps her shoulder with his fist, chuckling. "Let's get you some more friends, girl. Tell that Lincoln kid I said bye, he seems cool." he clicked his tongue as a show of farewell.

Said cool kid looked at the now sullen goth hellhound in disguise having heard everything. "You okay?"

"Yeah...just great."

"...Well. At least you got a new friend out of this. Who knows? You might meet someone at those parties." Lincoln pointed out. He's not experienced in comforting people after heartbreak, but did bring up the bright side.

It wasn't much, but it did get a soft snicker out of Loona. "Thanks..." Leave it to Lincoln to find a silver lining.

"What are friends for?"

Friends.

That's right.

Lincoln was her friend.

That also made her feel a little bit better.

"Linc! Hurry up with that portal!" Lincoln rushed ahead to open the way back to Hell per Blitzo's request. "Come on, Looney Tooney! Let's go back and park out fat fucking car in our fat fucking space!" Blitzo didn't let up on bragging his victory to the leaving form of Verosika. I.M.P, minus Lincoln jumped through the portal.

Verosika continues walking, but could feel it when Blitzo jumped back up to deliver two middle fingers, making her growl. She and her crew walked up to the streets through the stairs but are soon met with various guns pointed at them. They huddled together in fear, with Coco holding Apple protectively close as they were surrounded by police, a clown for some reason, and a mine robot. "Put your hands up, we got a noise complaint and nothing else!" a cop demanded.

"Didn't we also get some calls about murders?"

"Those were probably prank calls like the fish monster one."

Mildly annoyed, Verosika put her arms up in surrender. "Okay, sluts." her crew looked at her. "You know the drill. Time to suck a lot of pig dick." They all grumbled and surrendered as well. "Quit bitching. You wanna be let free or not?"

Just as a cop advanced with handcuffs, he becomes encased in ice. Similar to him, the entire police force were frozen solid in a blink of an eye, startling the group.

"The ice will melt in about 5 hours! I think that's plenty enough time for you!" They see Lincoln as he was about to enter the portal, casting the spell. With all the wanton murders going on, these officers were less concerned about that and the giant fish monster sightings which didn't sit well with him. It appears I.M.P is starting to rub off on him. "Hope this makes us even and I thought your song sounded nice! Didn't really get it and only heard it through a bathroom, and I'm more into rock, but it was catchy." he goes through the portal and it closes.

Stunned silence befell the disguised demons, their eyes wide with disbelief over what the human boy just did for them. He didn't even ask for something he wanted, he just did it. It was weird, but amazing at the same time.

The bewildered expressions of the Succubi morph into smiles.

"Aw, not only is that kid a total cutie, but he's a total sweetheart too!" Apple gushed in admiration of Lincoln's kindness.

"That settles it. Next time we see him, it's special reward time, baby." Coco decided, wrapping her arm around Apple's waist and her girlfriend agrees.

Milky grinned at Kiki. "Wonder if we can borrow him for a 'playdate' when he's off the clock."

Kiki hummed, pleased with that idea. "Can hardly wait."

Vortex chuckles to himself, more grateful than any of them. Just as Loona was looking out for him, Lincoln seemed well verse in looking out for others, like it came naturally for him. "Guess I know where the girl gets that from."

Ace just scoffed, but he and the Incubi couldn't deny their own appreciation. "I...suppose that was pretty cool of the shrimp. It was kind of alright." He quickly added. "You know, just kind of."

"Not like this makes us best buddies now." Josh said. "We could've handled it ourselves."

"Really?" Kat asked. "I nearly pissed my pants, you guys."

When Verosika first met Lincoln, she merely viewed him like any other that she'd cross paths in her line of work and life as a Succubus. His nervous jitters was just so cute, and now, he displayed a show of genuine compassion that's not common in Hell, or even among all the humans in the world. Earth or Hell, there are a lot of beings who cling to an "every man for himself" mentality, but such a philosophy didn't seem to corrupt that boy's considerate nature.

She found that warm feeling returning. A kind of feeling that hadn't shown up, not since her relationship with Blitzo ended, a feeling she never thought she'd feel again, yet Lincoln managed to make it resurface without even trying.

Verosika smiled to herself.

Somebody like Lincoln is wasted with Blitzo and his team and you don't find a soul like Lincoln's often.

It made getting him a challenge and she loves a good challenge. He managed to escape from her clutches, not an easy feat and that served only to increase her drive for a new goal.

"We'll see each other again. That's a promise, Linky". Verosika said. A sentiment shared with the women of her crew, she wasn't alone in gaining an interest in the kid, showing that his complications just got a lot more complicated.