Ha, as you can see I used one of the Jimmy Two-Shoes short titles for this chapter's title. I just really liked the double entendre; very clever of them.

The scene I put in where Jimmy is frozen and Beezy thaws him out by burping fire is also based on an early production picture made for the show (made after the pilot but before details and character designs were finalized) which shows a frozen Jimmy looking horrified as [early concept] Beezy stands next to him chugging gasoline with the obviously-implied intention that he's going to breathe/burp fire in order to melt the ice around Jimmy.

Oh also—for reference—I'm also almost 100% sure that Molotov was not an original concept character either.

Chapter 15

Jimmy Runs the City

"MmmmMmm, this is pretty good." Beezy garbled as he hungrily chewed mounds of fish in his mouth. "Do I detect the delicious hint of dynamite?"

Jimmy just giggled as he ate a mouthful as well. "I'll never tell."

They both laughed, eating from a plate of fish that Jimmy had brought over. They were sitting in Lucifer's den, located deep within the Heinous mansion. Shelves of books and other furniture were illuminated in the dim room by torches mounted on the stone walls.

"Okay, check this out." Beezy beamed. He took a can of soda from the pile that he had brought over and cracked it open. He immediately began chugging it down. "Alright, now you just hold your breath for a sec and… BBBUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!"

The large red devil let out a massive belch, creating a mini earthquake which shook everything. Books and papers fell from the shelves, which were being rumbling back and forth from the force of the burp. Beezy's belch finally lost its steam and the ground ceased shaking. The red devil patted his stomach, looking rather proud. "Aw yeah, that hit the spot."

"That…" Jimmy barely managed to squeeze out, with his eyes wide open with amazement, "Was. AMESOME!"

"Better than that," Beezy proclaimed with a grin, "it was amazing!"

They both looked at each other; each grinning ear to ear as they both suddenly shouted in unison. "It was AWESMAZING!"

They high-fived each other, laughing as they continued eating fish and chugging their sodas. Jimmy was just about to try a mega-burp as well when someone came flying down the steps and into the room.

"Hey *pant* Jimmy! *pant*"

Jimmy turned and instantly recognized the person as Heloise, who was panting and out of breath. "Oh hey Heloise." He gestured toward Beezy, who was looking at the girl with suspicion. "Have you meet Beezy yet?"

"Yeah sure whatever; listen," the girl hurriedly tried to explain as she caught her breath, "you've gotta get out of here. Lucifer's hunting you down."

"You mean like in tag?" Beezy suddenly blurted out stupidly. "Awesome! Tag, you're it!" The red devil lightly tapped Jimmy's shoulder with his claw and then started running around the room.

"Oh yeah? Not if I catch you!" Jimmy started sprinting after Beezy, leaving Heloise standing in the stairway entrance with a growing amount of frustration in her voice.

"Would you guys knock it off! Lucifer's coming to KILL YOU!" She shouted at the two boys, who were still running around. "I said KNOCK IT OFF!"

She reached into her gown and pulled out the Misery Inc. Freeze-Dry Insta-Zap Gun she had 'borrowed' from Dorkus' stock of inventions. She aimed and blasted it at Jimmy. In an instant, Jimmy was frozen in place, completely enveloped in ice.

"There!" She breathed in relief. "Now listen Jimmy, Lucifer's coming to get you. I don't know what he's going to do to you, but it's not going to be pretty. So you have to get out of here and hide out somewhere, at least until he calms down a bit."

"Yeah like that's ever going to happen." Beezy stated sarcastically.

"C'mon, we have to hurry!" She started running back up the steps when she noticed Jimmy wasn't following her. "Hello? What are you waiting for?" She asked in annoyance as she began descending the steps again. It was then that she realized that Jimmy was still frozen solid. "Oops, ahehe. Sorry about that."

"Don't worry, I got it" Beezy proclaimed. "Wait here a sec." He jokingly said to a still frozen Jimmy.

The large red devil walked over to a closet nearby and started rifling through it. "C'mon, I know I saw it in here somewhere… Oh here it is." He stated, picking something up from the back of the closet. He walked back over to Jimmy, holding what looked like a red gas canister. "Okay, now hold still." He joked again.

Beezy began pouring the contents of the canister into his mouth. Heloise could smell the amber colored liquid all the way from the staircase. "Are you drinking gasoline?" She asked in stunned amazement.

"Mhmm." Beezy nodded as he finished chugging the last of the gas. He then turned toward Jimmy, sucking in his gut and holding his breath. "Wait for it… Wait for iiiit…BBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRP!"

The large red devil let out a huge belch, just as before, but this one caused a huge blast of fire to burst from his mouth as well. He held his fire-ball burp for as long as he could while watching Jimmy slowly thaw from the heat of the inferno. Finally, his burp began to lose traction and he stopped.

Jimmy had thawed out but was still slightly shivering from the cold. "Th-Th-Thanks Beez.'"

"Alright let's go!" Heloise demanded with a sharp sense of urgency in her voice. "They'll probably be searching through the mansion soon."

"W-Wait, back up." Jimmy cut in, still confused about what was happening, "Did you say Lucy's trying to kill me?"

"Lucy?" The girl giggled, but quickly snapped back to her senses, "I mean yes! He's leading a manhunt for you right now! The whole army's out trying to capture you."

"Oh… Why?" Jimmy scratched his head. "I didn't do anything wrong did I?"

"Um, I think he's mad because you're so happy all the time. He doesn't really like that."

"Yeah," Beezy added, "dad's always harping about misery and stuff. He hates it when anyone but him is happy."

"That doesn't sound like Lucy. Maybe I should just talk to him." Jimmy mulled over aloud. Heloise quickly shot the idea down.

"No way." She answered. "As soon as he sees you, it's going to be pain and suffering first, ask questions later."

Beezy nodded in agreement as Jimmy then started thinking of a plan of action. "So um, where should I hide then?"

"I say we just hang out here." Beezy declared lazily. "I don't think they'll find us in here anyway."

"I found you in here." Heloise quickly retorted.

"Hey how did you find us?" Jimmy questioned curiously.

"Well I was looking for you over by your house, and then I heard this humongous burp coming from the mansion. It lasted so long that I was able to track you here. I kinda just assumed it was you burping."

"Nope, that was all me." Beezy proclaimed proudly.

"Anyway," she sounded was annoyance, "I think you should duck out somewhere quiet and isolated for a bit. And you definitely have to avoid downtown. It'll probably be crawling with guards."

Heloise suddenly stopped and paused. What in the world was she doing? Helping Two-Shoes? After everything he had put her through? Why was she doing this? "I should just hand him over to Lucifer." She reasoned in her head. Then he'd pay for humiliating her in front of the devil.

"Yeah," Jimmy responded, snapping Heloise out of her internal conflict, "that sounds like a good idea. Thanks Heloise." He smiled at her brightly with his gap-toothed grin.

The girl's spine tingled. "Oh god." It was that feeling again. Her stomach felt like it was imploding. She gritted her teeth, trying to suppress the emotion building inside her. "Ugh, I don't like him! I DON'T LIKE HIM!" She screamed in her head.

"Whoa," Beezy laughed, looking at Heloise, "your face is almost as red as mine."

The girl didn't even have to touch her face to know she was blushing. "God damn it. I have got to quit doing that." She thought, trying to quell the redness in her face. "Alright enough! We have to get out of here! C'mon!" She rapidly gestured toward the staircase.

Jimmy and Beezy began making their way toward the stairs, before Heloise cut in front of the large red devil. "No. There's no way you're coming with us."

"Why not?" Jimmy asked, who was almost as surprised as Beezy.

"'Why?' Because he's Lucifer's son, that's why!" She glared at Beezy. "We can't trust him!"

"Aw c'mon Heloise, we can totally trust Beezy." Jimmy patted Beezy on the back. "He's a real pal."

"Pfffft, please." She scoffed. "Sir Lumps-a-Lot over here would probably turn us over for a couple of hamburgers."

"Hey," Beezy finally defended himself, "That's so not true." He then paused. "…Well, ok maybe. But only if they were covered in mustard and barbeque sauce. Mmmmm barbeque sauce…"

The monster started salivating, while Heloise just looked at him with an exasperated glare. "Fine, you wanna help big guy?"

"More than anything!" Beezy claimed excitedly, his tail wagging rapidly behind his back.

"Then we need you to stay here and lead Lucifer off Jimmy's trail." She explained slowly so the dimwitted red devil would be able to understand. "Just try and lead your dad to places where we definitely won't be, like um, the beach or the park."

"Or a food court or an ice-cream shop?" Beezy drooled as he began rambling about food.

"Uh, sure… whatever." The girl rolled her eyes. "C'mon Jimmy, let's go." She grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs.

"Don't worry guys, dad will never be able to find you with me around!" Beezy shouted as they ascended up the stairs. "Yep, you can count on me! Nothing gets past Beezy J. HeinZZZZzzzzzZZzzzZZZ…" The red devil instantly fell asleep and plopped down onto the floor, snoring loudly as he curled up with his tail.

"Okay quick," Heloise panted as the two made their way into the mansion's foyer, "where's the absolute best place to hide in Hell?"

"Ummm… a church?" Jimmy smiled nervously.

Heloise just stared at the boy hopelessly. "Never mind. I'll think of the hiding spot. Now let's see…" She looked out foyer door's large window. There were guards and tanks surrounding Jimmy's house, but she ignored them and attempted to see past the city's limits for a possible place to hide. There was a forest out to the west, which would probably be great for cover, and there were endless mountains off in the distance, which could make for a perfectly isolated hiding spot. "Alright, forest or mountains?" She asked aloud to herself.

"Hmmm, here let's flip a coin." Jimmy stated. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his gleaming, lucky 1966 quarter. "Heads for forest, tails for mountains." He declared before he tossed the coin into the air. He caught the coin and smacked it onto his arm before looking at it. "Tails."

"Mountains it is then." She said before taking another look through the door window. The guards searching Jimmy's house appeared to have left. "Alright, I think the coast is clear."

Heloise slowly opened the mansion's front door and checked in all directions. The neighborhood was eerily quiet, but Lucifer's troops appeared to have moved on to some other section of the city. Heloise remained silent but motioned for Jimmy to follow her. They both ran across the street, and ducked behind one of the neighborhood's houses. They continued, making sure to look out for any Minotaurs as they continued westward.

… … … … … … …

"C'mon you little brat, where could you be hiding?" Lucifer angrily muttered to himself as he peered over the gigantic monitor located in his office. "You've got to be here somewhere."

"Excuse me, your Heinous?" Samy scurried into the room clutching a handful of papers. "You're uh, probably going to want to look at these."

"Not now you idiot," The red devil's angry, narrowed eyes continued glaring over the monitor as his finger rapidly pressed a button which changed the channels. "I'm looking over these damned security cameras." He rubbed his exhausted eyes. "Ugh, I shouldn't have to be doing this all by myself. Why do we even need this many cameras in Miseryville anyway?" He complained angrily.

"But sir, you were the one that wanted a camera in every single nook and cranny in Miseryville. Just like with the T.V. monitors."

Lucifer scoffed. "That's different though. We needed those everywhere so that no matter where people are, they'll still be able to see my glorious face whenever I make an announcement."

Samael rolled his eyes. "So anyway sir, the guards downstairs have been making a report based on the security camera feeds and-"

"Oh thank Satan. Give me those." Lucifer shoved Samy aside and grabbed the papers from the troll's hands, relieved now that he could finally take a break from watching the cameras. "Ok let's see here… -I don't get it."

The red devil gazed onto the papers, which outlined tips for the perfect workout routine, the best ways to cook a Roast Gruggly Beast, and who the top 16 contestants on So You Think You've Got Misery were. "What the heaven am I looking at here?" He asked with an exasperated look on his face.

Samy got up from the floor and rubbed his head. "Well your devilship, that's what I was trying to tell you. I think you've got the monitor set on cable, instead of the security camera feeds."

Lucifer turned back around and stared at the monitor, this time more closely.

"-And coming up next, we pick out the best vacation spots Hell has to offer; a great way to add an extra touch of misery to your usual gloomy lives. But first, a word from the gloriously miserable geniuses over at Misery Inc." A commercial for one of Misery Inc.'s newest products then flashed onto the giant screen.

"…Well then," Lucifer began to turn even redder than his usual shade, "no wonder I was having a hard time finding the brat." He then quickly regained his usual scowl and turned to Samael. "And just when were you going to tell me about this, hmmmm? I've been sitting here exhaustedly for hours now, looking at nothing apparently!" He growled menacingly.

"B-But sir, you've only been up here for 10 minutes."

"I don't want to hear your sniveling!" Lucifer slapped Samael's large green nose. The red devil then hopped off of his chair and pushed Samael onto it. "Here, you find the kid if you're so smart."

Samy swiveled the chair around and proceeded to press one button on the control panel. "Found him."

"You'll probably be sitting here all night looking for- wait WHAT?" Lucifer looked back up at the monitor and caught sight of Jimmy and Heloise running through the suburbs, headed toward the outskirts of the city. He paused and then smiled. "Ha! I knew I'd be able to find him easily." He praised himself as he folded his arms contently.

"But I-" Samy cut himself off and sighed. "I mean yes sir. You truly have the best eyes in Hell."

"There'll be plenty of time to point out my perfections later Samael. Right now I need you to go prepare… IT." The red devil rubbed his hands together devilishly as an evil grin spread across his face.

"S-Sir?" Samael hunched down in the chair and shook, but tried to master a sliver of courage, "M-Maybe we um s-shouldn't use IT. I-I mean, maybe we could just feed Two-Shoes to the Lava Worms or m-make him a t-test subject at the f-factory o-or I u-um…"

Samy began to quiver and stutter even more as he watched a cold, angry glare grow on Lucifer's face. "I-I m-muh-mean w-w-e co-cuh-could-" The troll's speech slowly lost coherency as Lucifer's eyes became a deep, blood red color. Samy quickly shut his mouth and covered his head, expecting a terrible blow from the devil.

"Samy." Lucifer whispered calmly.

The troll forced open one of his eyes and tried to squeeze out a response from his violently shaking body. "Y-Y-Ye-Yes s-s-sir?"

The red devil calmly motioned his dark, soulless, blood-red eyes toward the elevator. "Go prepare IT right now, or you aren't going to have a mouth to stutter with."

"Y-Y-Yes sir! R-Right away!" Samy flew out of the chair and ran towards the elevator. He quickly pressed the button and descended downward, while praying to whatever being that had let him escape unharmed.

Lucifer then traced his cold, blood-red eyes back to the monitor. Jimmy and Heloise had already passed the city limits. He could tell from their path that they were attempting to reach the mountains. "Not today Two-Shoes."

The red devil pulled his cell-phone from out of his suit pocket and proceeded to dial. "Molotov, it's Lucifer… yes, yes… Ah huh. Yeah, they're about 10 minutes from the city… Yes…okay great. Yeah they're on foot and headed for the mountains… okay perfect. Listen; remember to capture him unharmed… Yes I know you like blowing people up; everyone does, but just do it…Excellent. So how fast can you catch up to the-… Oh really?"

Lucifer looked up at the giant screen again and saw Molotov and a large number of troops in helicopters and tanks had already cornered Jimmy and Heloise. Watching the ensuing struggle over the camera feed, he witnessed Heloise attempt to stave off capture by blasting his troops with some sort of freezing ray that she had pulled out from under her gown.

"What the heaven is that girl doing?" Lucifer's brow creased in anger as he saw dozens of his troops being frozen solid. He returned the cell-phone to his ear and began blasting his anger towards his general. "MOLOTOV! What are you doing! GET THAT GIRL!"

He then watched on the monitor as his troops piled on top of Heloise and wrestled the freeze ray from her. "Dear Satan, that girl is feistier than I thought." Lucifer whispered to himself. He then continued dictating his orders to Molotov. "Alright good, get her secured. She'll definitely need to be restrained with something heavy…What?… Oh Two-Shoes? Pffft, that scrawny little weakling? You can just slap him with some hand-cuffs; he doesn't pose any real threat… Correct; I want them both brought to the factory. I've got a special surprise waiting for them when they get here…Okay perfect, I'll see you lat-… What?… NO! I'm not going to say-… What would the point of that-…But I-…Alright, alright fine!"

Lucifer looked around his office nervously—to make sure that no one was listening in on him—and brought the cell-phone closer to his mouth. He then lowered his voice into a hushed whisper. "I-I love you too Molotov. Okay BYE!" The red devil quickly ended the call and then looked around again. One of these days he was really going to have a talk with his so called 'blood-thirsty' general.