"Luz?" Amity called out for her girlfriend as she climbed the attic ladder "Batata, what are you doing up here?"
Luz sat on her knees in front of a strange large rune drawn on the attic floor, Amity wondered if it was some new Glyph, with an open book sitting atop it. "Oh Amity!" the human gasped in shock as she finally noticed the Witch "W- were you looking for me?"
"Yeah, everybody's been wondering where you've been all day." the Witch explained as she walked over to her girlfriend.
Luz flinched in shame, the human reflecting on how she had abruptly wandered off after breakfast that morning "Sorry," she muttered out.
Amity sat next to Luz "It's okay," she reassured "I know you have a lot on your mind right now." The pair sat in silence for a moment before Amity spoke again "So, what were you doing up here?"
The human glanced down at the book and summoning circle "When I was a kid I summoned a Demon named Stolas." Luz explained as if that wasn't one of the most insane sentences she had ever said (which I shouldn't have to tell you is saying a lot.)
Amity raised an eyebrow in confusion "I thought the Human Realm didn't have Demons?" the Abomination Witch questioned.
"Earth doesn't, Stolas is a Goetic Prince of Hell." Luz explained, continuing as she saw Amity was still confused, "Hell is the place evil people go when they die."
Amity let out a small "Hmm" of understanding, if only to get the conversation to continue.
"I thought he might be able to get us back to the Boiling Isles, but..." Luz glanced down at the summoning circle, tears welling up, "I've been trying to summon him all morning and it's not working!"
Amity gently draped an arm across Luz's shoulder "I'm guessing you were hoping he could get us back to the Boiling Isles?" Luz gave a small nod in response "Batata it's okay, we'll figure out a way back eventually." the Abomination Witch again reassured her girlfriend "Whether by ourselves or with the help of this Stolas when he does answer."
Luz looked up at Amity, truly wanting to believe her girlfriend's words but a nagging voice in the back of her head kept telling her it was pointless. "Alright." she muttered out, barely even believing it herself, before taking Amity's hand.
As she led Luz out of the attic, Amity gave her one last reassurance "I'm sure he has a good reason for not answering."
Meanwhile in Hell, Stolas's grimoire was vibrating and pulsing from Luz's call and if Goetic Prince could see it he would have indeed answered the summons by now.
However, seeing it currently wasn't in the Demon prince's possession, that task fell to less... qualified parties.
In the I.M.P offices meeting room (it actually is only one office but Blitzø insisted it be referred to by the plural), Loona quietly browsed Sinstagram on her phone as the grimoire continued to pulse, the Hellhound completely oblivious of it and not just because she literally couldn't see the red glow.
The rest of I.M.P entered the room "Okay Loona's already here," Blitzø noted as he took his seat at the head of the table with a nearby whiteboard (which had the deranged scribbles of Blitzø's 'genius' business mind written all over it.) "Let's get to business." the Imp declared as he pulled a pointer out of coat pocket, dramatically smacking it against the whiteboard.
Moxxie let out a sigh as he rested his cheek against his fist, (wondering why Blitzø even bothered with these pre-mission meetings as they had any useful intel) before spotting the grimoire out of the corner of his eye "Uh sir?" Moxxie nervously called out, worries about what could be wrong with the key to their income filling his mind.
Blitzø rolled his eyes and commanded "Whatever it is, save it for the end of the meeting Moxxie." throwing Moxxie a glare before turning back to the whiteboard.
Moxxie glanced at the grimoire again and call out a little louder "Sir?"
Blitzø gritted his teeth "I said save it, Moxxie." he growled out.
Moxxie tried to remain silent, but his worries won over as the grimoire seemed to pulse even faster and he called out once more "SIR!"
Throwing down his pointer in anger, Blitzø screamed out "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT! WHAT MOXXIE!?"
"Should the grimoire be doing that?" the smaller Imp asked pointing to the still vibrating and pulsing book.
Blitzø's expression softened as he stared at the grimoire in confusion for several moments before he finally admitted "I don't know, wasn't able to steal a manual with it."
Millie looked upon the grimoire with a hint of worry on her face as she asked no one in particular. "What should we do about it?"
"Sir, I think you should call Stolas and see what he has to say." Moxxie suggested.
Blitzø shuttered at the thought of calling the horny prince and rubbed his chin in thought; a whole five seconds of thought, a new record for him, before he asked "Can the thing still make portals?"
Loona cast the teleportation spell which functioned like normal, opening a portal to some random location on the cosmic shit stain known as Earth "Yep." the Hellhound bluntly answered before returning to her phone.
"Right, then I don't care." Blitzø said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Sir, this could be important!" Moxxie yelled out as he threw his arms up in protest "What if it's some kind of message for Stolas?"
Blitzø rubbed his temples as he muttered several curses under his breath "Moxxie, I'm already banging the guy," the Imp exasperatedly explained "I don't need to be his secretary." Moxxie opened his mouth with the intent to argue further, only for the grimoire to suddenly stop and return to its usual dormant state. Blitzø let out a mocking gasp "Look Moxxie it stopped flashing." the clownish Imp pointed out the obvious, with a high-pitched voice to punctuate his sarcasm, before his tone deepened "Are you fucking happy now?"
Moxxie wanted to protest further, but simply relented with a huff and crossed arms as Millie rested an arm across his shoulder.
Satisfied that there wouldn't be any further interruptions, Blitzø addressed the group "Right, now that's handed time for business." he said clapping his hands together "Our client today wants us to kill some lady named Marilyn."