Arthur's Huh: Oops forgot to post a fic last year, either way hope y'all are in good health. Now stick out your pinkie its time to be fancy, hmmm yes.


"No way."

"Fine you want to be that way, I am your boss and I order you."

"Again, I'm married sir!" Moxxie shouted before rolling his eyes at the taller imp. Who then came over to the office chair he was sitting at in the meeting room and moved his hand to his employee's chair as he turned it to the door.

Where the imp saw his wife had entered and said, "I give you permission."

"WHAT THE FUCK MILLIE!?"

"Oh Mox calm down, its only a one night stand, maybe more if you do that thing with- well, its really to get the assassins off over hide." This was met with the sound of glass breaking as a grenade hit the floor to the room making everyone dive for cover. After the explosion wrecked the place the couple's boss, Blitzo, quickly moved to a broken window with a sniper rifle he hanged under the frame. In a matter of seconds he nailed the demon who threw it.

"Okay that is fifteen in three days and another dock in your pay Moxxie because this is now your fault!" He yelled before taking out a marker and drawing a new line on a tally he drew on the wall.

"I didn't want to cheat on my wife!"

"She gave you permission and I have given you advice to seal the deal! Now get the fuck out of here and don't come back unless you tapped that ass or arrive back in a box!"

Millie went over to him as he was slowly getting up from the wreckage of the office table he hid under. Starting to come to terms with what he was going to do. Though as he was about to leave with Millie the two heard their boss's phone go off.

"Hi Stolas, yeah he is heading over now, yes I might sound a little stressed- I, okay, yeah, alright I'll remind him. Ugh, yeah love you too." There was a hint of a smile there before it turned back into a scowl.

"Make sure he is in his best clothes that are not torn, covered in holes, or smell like shit." He told them before they silently left.

As they made their way through the office Moxxie glanced at Loona at her desk casually going through her phone while propping her legs up on a make shift stool made of a dozen dead imp assassins. The walls were covered in black blood or gun shot holes. Save for the parts of the floor singed by explosives. The imp thought the attacks would stop after a week but they got more intense.

This whole thing started because the person they work with to have access to the human world for their job has a very spiteful wife named Stella. This caused them to have the odd body guard job or two to protect a goetia demon called Stolas but now it seems the wife has decide to aim for the ones who stopped those plans. Which led to a conversation between his boss and the ex-couple, ending with the ridiculous bet that Stella was only being a psycho because she needed to get laid as Blitzo put it.

So a deal was struck that if Stella was actually satisfied by a imp she would back off on the whole killing bit but if they lost she would take the book that was their source of income an the hitman would still be after them. The way his boss told him about this gave him the impression this wouldn't be the last time she will do this because of a pompous relative egging her on. Regardless it was more a matter of the bitch's pride and street cred as he put it.

Moxxie's mind came back to reality as he walked out the building his wife holding open the door but not leaving the property. Given they have been stuck at the office for a couple of days due to the endless fighting. He was the only one who was allowed out during the time as his boss drilled in the point earlier that day.

He sighed, "This is for the best right?"

"Yeah, don't worry about it too much hun we need this to work out so we don't die because honestly I don't think we have enough ammo right now or throwing axes." She chuckled as she glanced at a bisected hellhound on the sidewalk.

He smiled at her positivity, "Thanks for the confidence dear."

"Anytime baby now go rock that rich bitch's world!." She waved him off.

He returned it before heading back to their apartment glad someone believes in him this much in this damned world.


Three hours later...

"Waste of space and royal blood." Stella remarked at her husband at the dinner table.

"Bitch." He hummed while reading a magazine from the lust ring.

"Needle dick licking book maggot."

"Bitch."

"Gangly shit stain."

"Bitch." He replied.

She fumed, "Learn a new insult for fucks sake!" Before throwing her empty tea cup that was filled with red wine at him.

He moved his head to the right without looking from his magazine, it was second nature at this point, as it missed him easily before saying, "Bitch please."

Though upon hearing her growl he sighed before putting his reading material away even though it was giving him such wonderful ideas about his future playtime with Blitzy. Still he was glad that before all of this stuff went down that their daughter Octavia was out visiting her uncle even if he was a massive prick. The whole situation going on between the two was still a sore subject with how her parents acted out their hatred for each other now. Well to be fair the discontent was always there but it wasn't behind closed doors anymore.

Yet he still wonders how the hell did his daughter manage to not notice after all this time. Its not like Stella was trying to be subtle, she humiliates him regularly through parties, articles, and having the servants tilt all the paintings in the hallway leading to his bedroom. Her pettiness being able to match his headache from having to walk down that path every time. In hindsight sort of makes sense he would keep forgetting his promises he made to his daughter, he is probably subconsciously annoyed with her oblivious nature.

Well, just like those old times he flipped his switch back to his ex-wife and decided to pretend like he cared even though he was sure to come off as sarcastic, "Soooo you excited about your romp?"

She winced in disgust at his fake smile and happy expression as she leaned back in her chair looking down at him, "Not really, an to be frank I doubt whatever rat you pulled up from the streets could be of service to me, but I'm being too rude. Considering how low you set the bar."

Biiiiiiiitch. He internally hissed before pressing on.

"Oh thats great your actually looking forward to it." He clapped his hands twice, "I am soooo happy and can't wait to see you be happy for once in your life at finding something that doesn't have to involve me being miserable for once."

"Don't you fucking play pretend with me Stolas I doubt a imp will change my mind in seeing you hung by that noodle you call a neck."

He leaned his head on to his hand as it was propped up by his elbow on the table, "A fella can dream."

*DING-DONG*

"Oh that must be him, go on! Have a wonderful time and don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way out." He gestured to the doorway.

She huffed at him before leaving while replying, "Not before I break my foot off in yours."

A few moments later she had one of her servants open the door as she looked down annoyed at this would be courtesan. He was short and had the figure of a grasshopper given his reverse jointed legs, wore a swallow tailed suit, and a red bow-tie. Honestly if it wasn't for the fact he was outside she would think he was part of her staff but just a bit taller than most of them.

Weirdly he was playing a guitar.

"Pleased to meet you, fairest host. Your beauty is beyond what others boast. If you'll have me I shall show you joy, so please believe me even if this sounds koi." He twinged a couple of strings with his instrument that somehow fit with the awful rhythm but a small part of her was glad the little idiot put in this much effort than just showing up. Still she wanted to get this over with.

Meanwhile Moxxie was thinking at least she didn't slam the door on him, or yell like he was previously warned about. Also Millie forgive him but this woman Stella did have a attractive figure that his eyes could make out from under her dress. The hourglass figure, showing off the round hips, and perkiness of her large bust wasn't lost on him. Still he wasn't sure what she was thinking until she grabbed him by the bow-tie and slung him over her shoulder.

"Let's get this over with, and I am not going out tonight." She snapped before he was being lugged around like one would a fur coat over the shoulder.

Quickly his eyes darted around the room as they moved, "Wait-wait don't you want to like go out to eat first, get to know each other a little bit before getting to all this?"

"God you sound like my husband which means I'll win this in no time." She smiled, thinking about how far she would publicly humiliate him this time when lost the very thing he was in charge of.

Shit is what the imp thought before falling back on some advice he was told, "Doubt it."

She stopped before glaring at him, "What was that?"

He gulped but returned her glare with a confident look, "I don't mean to toot my own horn but I have a record of being quiet the catch."

"Doubt it." She copied.

"Nope its true, besides bagging a killer wife that can kill creatures a hundred times her size, I had a ex-boyfriend the other day conspire with a mob to force me to marry him, and before that I had a group of succubi all over me wanting some action." Doing his best to put on some sort of entitlement, "Shoot they didn't even ask for money at the end, I basically have men write me love letters and women name their dil-dildos after me."

Luckily she didn't notice his slip in confidence at the end when he was recounting his boss's lines as she raised a eye brow in interest now, "Fine then lets make a deal."

"Eh, sure."

"Let's say you aren't all talk, then I will personally throw in some money for today's performance if that what you want. However if you disappoint me I'll just rip off the dildo between your legs an mail it to your wife you vulgar little shit." She brushed a finger against his face as she wore a wicked smile.

Moxxie was already in a damned if you do or damned if you don't scenario so exhaled before saying, "Deal."

As soon as they made it past Stella's doorframe she threw him on to her luxurious bed. She turned around ignoring him as she closed the door and turned the latch to lock it. Only to be surprised as a small body leapt on to her back wrapping it's tail around her waist with his legs pinned across her thighs. She lost some balance as she went forward propping herself up on the door with her hands.

The imp quickly remembered his boss's advice back when he was being told this insane plan. That if what Stolas said was true then she was probably going to hate a passive approach, so he needed to grab this bull by the horns. The plan was followed with a over exaggerated tale about how Blitzo seduced his current partner which his employee wished he could forget but was tied to a office chair at the time.

"You little dick weasel." She hissed, before noticing her breasts being felt up but before long his fingers found there mark, her nipples. For some reason the damn things were getting hard to his touch as they rubbed them. Though a shiver went down her spine as she felt his breath on her neck before he went in to kiss it. His mind racing on the idea of it he needed to bite like his boss said or not. Still given her temper he chose not to as he worked up the neck, his brief moments in the climb sent the blood rushing to her face as she felt her body warming up.

She wanted to grunt out the word shit but it had been so long since anyone had done anything sexual with her that she found herself curling her bottom beak under the top like a horny school girl.

Then he whispered, "Looking a little hot right now, you mind if I air them out?"

She sighed before nodding, which resulted in his hands moving to the center of her chest and ripping open a small hole from there. Then he pulled it open causing her tits to bounce out in a swift motion with the tattered top hanging off the soft round mound's sides. Stella would have berated such barbarism yet given the fact she was in her own room alone with him, it didn't matter.

Because she wanted more.

Quickly Moxxie squeezed, fondled, pulled, pinched, and ended with caressing the large pair. His yellow eyes shooting over her shoulder to them during the play time, practically hypnotized by their volume. Stella was practically putty in his hands as judging by her expression and pink face. Soon he maneuvered himself around her body taking the weight off her thick thighs for a moment as he moved gracefully around her with his tail still wrapped, until he was burying his face in her breasts. Holding her sides as he quickly shook his head between the jugs earning a surprised gasp before the imp pulled his head up.

He was pretty confident now as he climbed upward until his mouth met hers, sending his tongue to explore. His arm resting at the crook of her neck as she bent her face down to keep them together. Her mind was starting to get used to it all but that earlier high from before was calling out to her as she forced her head up breaking the deep kiss as a small bit of saliva drooled off the side of her mouth as she caught her breath.

"I want more than this." She demanded as some of her defiance at doing all of this with a lower class came back to her. She grabbed him by the neck and squeezed making him release his grip on her. She loved the panic in his eyes before she threw him on the bed again. She leaned off the door even though her body wanted to stay in that position longer. The imp looked up at her while on his back seeing the curvy topless woman stand there for a moment.

She wiped her beak before saying, "Seems there is some value in your words worms, however."

Suddenly she ripped herself out of her dress, her body was white pearl colored an feathered, free for him to gawk at. Taking note at the fact she wasn't wearing any underwear under it as she stood there naked save for her black thigh high silk socks and frill shoulder ended long fingerless gloves.

"You better be packing something there worth all this fuss." She hungerly eyed his crotch and wonder why it hadn't pitched a tent yet. She could tell he was more than willing to do the task. Yet what was going on in his pants that prevented a standing ovation to her glory? Calmly she walked over, her hips swaying as her boobs jiggled to the motion before she was on her knees at the edge of the bed.

Pulling the imp by his waist down as she found herself fighting his belt before his hands joined in and unhooked it.

"Sorry ma'am I'm going to need you to back your face away, I tend to pack it all in pretty tight." As he then dug into the tight drawstrings he had around his underwear.

She scoffed at him, "Really I doubt its anything bigger than my fing-arggh!"

The bird demon hit the floor as she touched the side of her face after feeling something long smack her to the side. When she looked up her pink eyes widened at the size of the cock casting a shadow over her shoulder. Damn thing looked as thick as a big pickling cucumber and tall enough to reach the imp's chest.

"Told yeah."

She responded by grabbing his cock an after a moment of feeling the rod in her grasp she moved his whole body by it further up the bed as she climbed on it stating, "You didn't even mind that, so you think your tough now?"

He smugly closed his eyes as he responded taking note of her body moving over his own, "I would be lying if I didn't say my wife wa-oof."

His mouth was covered by her damp pussy while the rest of his face felt her plump ass.

"Fucking stop bringing other women into this, I need-oh! There you go, proof your as good as you claim." The feeling from before was returning as she felt him lick and tease her folds and she was so glad he couldn't see her face right now. She honestly thought she had little white hearts in her eyes as she drooled at the pillar of a cock before her. Instead of going slow she had to taste all of it. Her gapping mouth taking in the tip and a little of the shaft. Only to nearly gag as he thrusted up on her making her have to grip the rest as she pinned his hips down with thanks to the shaft.

Which earned her a slap on the ass before the imp gripped her rear and pulled her further in as his tongue ate further into her pussy. In return she started to close her mouth as she tasted the cock, a slight saltiness to it that she could only imagine was from how hot it must've been to be sealed off from the world. Her head slowly started to bob as she took more in a rhythm to match Moxxie's work.

She struggled to fit more down her throat but figured it had to be the angle they were at, but still tried as she stroked the rest that was in her hand. Her hips grinded on the imp's face as his finger squeezed harder on her white ass. Soon the room was full of the noise of her sucking his cock, the beast twitching in her hot wet mouth as it spurned for more. Unfortunately she couldn't give it at this junction. Though by her power she would find another chance as she pumped her head.

Then for the first time in a long time her body reached it's limit as she came, the pleasure ripping through every part of her as she clamped down on the imp's dick. Doing her best to keep the sharp parts of her beak off it as her eyes watered at the return of the sensation coursing through her. The crushing tightness around his manhood sent Moxxie over the edge as his cock erupt a hot load straight down her throat. She didn't care as she found herself still wrapped in the pleasures of lust and unsheathing her mouth as the last of it escaped inside her, none of it really hitting her tongue.

Then she tilted.

Her form laid off to the side gasping with a mouth covered in spit as her brain replayed the moment again. It was bliss, simple as that, she couldn't really move right now but she still felt the same as before.

She wanted more.

Suddenly she felt the other weight on the bed shift as the imp stood up taking off the rest of his clothes. He rubbed his shaft as he looked down at her glistening body. She couldn't do anything at this point, he had basically won. Yet it felt like the evening was just starting as he pulled up her body by the side of her rear until her face was sideways on the bed and using it with her shoulders and knees to prop up her ass in a undignified manner. Next the lower class, she could hardly think of him at that station of life now, moved her legs apart into a arch. Her asshole and pussy at his eye level before he easily hopped on top of her.

All things considered Moxxie had a good balance as he moved himself into a squat on the sides of her thighs as he licked the tip of his tail. Moving it to his chest as he aimed his cock at her wet entrance. She could only muster one eye to see him as she felt his dick's head press her, a part of her wanted to shout in protest but she killed that weakness long ago.

"AAAAHHHHHH-UUHHHHHH!" She moaned as his cock made itself at home, splitting her folds apart to try and make room for it. Still she didn't have much time to adjust as the imp's arrow headed tail drove in to her ass expanding her insides as she was feeling both her holes get penetrated by the pair. Her eyes twitched and her face was buried into the bed, her moaning muffled as he started to shift them inside her slowly.

The full length of his cock reaching a depth that easily surpass Stolas on the night they made their daughter. The thought alone was actually comforting even if she found herself admitting to fucking the lower class literally. Granted on the bright side she would make sure that mangy feathered useless ex-husband heard about it as she got fucked. The day dream open her body a bit more as she felt the imp's tail start to pull back a bit as his cock thrusted.

The tail head had a flexibility to it that made it loosely feel like a soft rubber toy if she had to describe it, as it did slowly work moving in and out of her. Which was a relief considering how pointy it looked, but damn did it know how to grind inside her towards where the cock was, making her find new sensations she didn't know were possible. Normally she didn't even like the idea of anal but with how the imp named Moxxie did it, she could see herself asking for more.

Her strength had returned a little but the best she could do was try and move her hips up forward an back to match his pace. Only really resulting in his cock going out further from her pussy but going further when he pushed back in. It was so good even as he picked up the pace from his mounted spot. His hips swing down bringing his prick to bear its full length inside her as his hip smacked into the under side of her thighs and ass with a wet clap.

Meanwhile his tail snaked in and out of her as half of it was dedicated to the movement as he wiped sweat from his brow. While he was enjoying this, it was still kind of a strain on his body to be bent over plowing away like this. He needed to save stamina if she was still thinking of being stubborn and trying to rip his dick off which was honestly helping him keep up his erection for longer instead of exploding in her after penetration. He loved his wife but his body still knew what a attractive woman looked like and this rich bitch whose looks were up there with the succubi of hell really made things hard for him.

Especially when she ripped out of that dress and the walking, fuck everything is just ticking all the right boxes even the brush of the occasional feather he felt from fucking her. He could tell why his boss kept his relationship with Stolas even if he claimed it was for the book that let them do their job. Once the useless thoughts subsided he moved his hands from the lower end of her back to the sides of her dumpy ass. Then he really let her have it as he pumped with not just the force of his hips but now swung his back into it.

"Fuck more!" She hollered through the bed that rattled from the force of this rough sex.

The slurry of her bodily fluids inviting more speed as he railed her to her womb until finally his cock throbbed. It's girth twitched an he could feel his balls readying the shot, and he blasted her inside white. His motions stiffened as he rode her ass from his perch, his mouth a gape for air and his eyes half lidded. Alot of him went into that as his cock was pushed pack from the pressure of filling up everything around it, in a already tight space.

Fortunately he could see her stunned look as she hit her limit shortly after no doubt from the countless thrusts and warm pool being poured into her. He let go of her then as his small body flopped back down on the bed. His breath was heavy as he saw Stella use her hands to help her roll herself over as a stomach bulge of cum started to deflate thanks to gravity.

"Okay...okay.. Your worth the effort.. Fuck Stolas was right." A small smile formed on her face as she stared at her ceiling.

It was basically Mozart for Moxxie a.k.a. music to his ears hearing that, "So no more hitman coming to kill us?"

"Absolutely, bring me my phone on the stand I'll deal with it."


Meanwhile at I.M.P.

Blitz had just shot another hellhound dressed as a kamikaze pilot shouting, "Allahu akbark!"

Who dropped dead from a bullet to the head but his deadman's switch took out a office hallway as the imp yelled, "Fucking a can opener! These idiots are getting dumber I swear, your not even going to get money killing people like that and the dick for brains aren't even sinners who can revive!"

"I blame the schools in the area." Loona casually said before teeing up a baseball bat to a grenade.

Millie meanwhile was taking a break by sitting on their receptionist's desk with a box explosives and smiling while shouting, "Four!"

Which was followed with Loona smacking it dead center out of the office building and at one of the armored vans across the street shooting at their office. The resulting explosion taking out one vehicle and several hired guns. Their street was practically world war three out there but only Blitz seemed frustrated because he just bought new wallpaper for his office.

"I swear to whatever big dude in a fucking huge lawn chair in the clouds up there that if your husband ran out on the job I will fuck his ghost after killing him!"

After he said that a familiar imp in a grey cowboy outfit showed up on a flaming horse down the road.

"Oh fuck off!" Blitz shouted before ducking behind the window frame as a shower of bullets shot at him.

An to his surprise Striker stopped his horse a little bit away from the warzone and pulled out a megaphone, "Attention acceptable losses, this is your sheriff speaking. Now I got some good news and bad news. Bad news is we are not killing those clowns up there today, the hit has been called off. Good news we are getting paid the same amount if we did kill them so you know what that means."

One of the imps in tactical gear poked his head out from a burning car he was using as cover to ask, "That we can go home and split the profit?"

This was met with a bullet through his head as Striker grinned, "Nope it means I'm getting the whole reward because all the resources here are being liquidated."

Blitz then noticed a mariachi band playing in the distance as the demonic cowboy rode his horse in to kill all the hitmen who had claim to a share of his reward.

He just watch from his ruined workplace and wondered, "How the fuck does he have his own theme song?"


Back with Moxxie..

Stella had finished the call, "There your little group of fools are safe."

"Thank you." he said as he had gotten off the bed to stretch his legs, taking note of a grand piano among the cabinets of clothes in the room. He tested the keys and was surprised it was tuned.

"Ugh please don't start singing again, I can't stand hearing that garbage all the time." She sat on the edge of the bed, the both of them still naked, "How about you comeback here and we can start round two."

"Nope."

"What!?" Her glare returned as he moved the fancy stool in front of the piano out of the way.

He gripped his cock as it's stiffened back up at a idea, "If you want this your going to have to work for it. How about you suck on it while I play on this, don't worry I won't sing."

"Your not going to order me around you welp! Now get over here!" She snapped.

"My eyes are up here." He pointed as she blinked not realizing where she was looking. The big meaty rod just waiting for her to come over and moments later she was on her knees with a open mouth. His cock getting some love as she tongued his head, hitching his breath as her moist appendage did laps around it before she swallowed more. In the meantime he was playing Mozart/Hummel Symphony 40 1st Movement the fast pace music pumped up Stella to try her hand at taking more of his cock than what she managed on the bed from before.

Her head bobbing like a metronome in many attempts to go deeper as she adjusted by shifting it back and forth. Her eyes looking up at him as he smiled playing, his music wasn't half bad and atleast it wasn't as melodramatic as her ex-husband's. Still she found herself rubbing the outside of her crotch as it missed his cock an the feeling of being so full, so full of pleasure. The memory making her pick up the pace and before long she had made it to his waist.

His face had a surprised look on it but the dark shade of red as he played the music faster meant she was doing a fantastic job. Now she tried to match his tempo as the room was filled with beautiful music and debaucherously wet sounds. His hips fucking her face to make her faster as both her hands shoved further into her pussy, working harder to bring her to another release.

Still they held on, almost like a dance in the moment that was as wild as their blowjob. Their imagination running with it as Stella pictured all the other things he could do to her and Moxxie thinking about the chances to see what else he could get his hands on while working here. Which finally stopped him from playing as he grabbed the sides of her head and pumped her harder than ever. Whatever moaning she was trying to do only vibrated more pleasure on his shaft until he pulled back most of his cock this time before climaxing.

The hot load instead filling her mouth, gushing outwards to splash her endowed breasts. The color slightly tanner than her feathers as she gasped for air, Moxxie's hand gently rubbing the top of her head. She sat there for a bit feeling like a used hussy but feeling more pleased with herself after accomplishing her little goal of taking it all. Still she got up and towered over the imp who was smiling up at her. She knew her glare meant nothing to him at this point even as she put her hands on her hips like she was waiting for answer.

Then as he was about to ask she cut him off, "I couldn't get to the end."

"Uh oh." He said sarcastically.

She sat on the open key board her ass making a bunch of out of tune notes as she positioned herself on it. Opening up her legs to spread her pussy lips open as she almost begged before saying.

"Fix it."

He nodded as he pulled the piano stool back up so his waist was on the level with her as he lined up his cock. Before he even touched her, she swung her legs out to wrap around his small body shoving his cock back in her.

"Yeesss!" She moaned as she hugged his head into her chest, it resting between her boobs as his hands grabbed them while he gyrated his hips to pump his cock. The piano rattling from there love making.

If this was going to be a regular thing all night he wouldn't mind.


The next morning...

Stolas was up after having a wonderful night with Blitzy who was over the moon that the hitmen were called off. What was even better is that Stella hadn't even come down yet for breakfast so it was peace and quiet.

Until he heard the foot steps and small conversation, "The door is down that hall to the right and you better be back tonight or I will end you!"

"Yes ma'am!"

"An stop fucking smiling worm!"

"You are too!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

He then heard the footsteps part as his ex-wife came into the room, her feathered hair a mess and she was wearing a red velvet bath robe. There were some lines under her eyes as she hunted for the coffee. Grumbling the whole time before sitting down at the table.

"Don't say a fucking thing and keep reading your shitty rag."

"Told you so bitch!" Blitzo shouted after popping up from under the table.

Which normally would have sent her off an throttle the fire toad but much to every ones surprise, she simply laid her head on crossed arms as she looked longing back at the doorway.

"Fuck off. Also your kind honors simple verbal agreements at the very least right?"

Stolas moved the newspaper over to her while replying, "Given your attempts at killing them having made a headline for today I would say he would be a fool not to comeback."

The paper read He John Wayne He Shoot Ass, with a picture of Striker littering a whole road with dead bodies holding weapons.

"Good." She sighed.

Stolas stifled a chuckle.

"Hey I told you before Mox was good at one thing besides his running his mouth, just a shame I didn't show you the tapes." Blitzo smugly added while leaning in his chair with a shit eating grin.

Her ex-husband smiled, "Please Blitzy I told you she wouldn't be interested in something so vulgar."

Only to be surprised when Stella asked, "So is that offer still on the table?"

"Depends, you got a VHS in this joint?" The imp asked.

"The hell is that?" She replied.

"Eh, I'll bring you mine also getting popcorn got a lot of interesting stuff from my employees fucking around over the years. We'll make it a movie day!"

Stolas dropped his magazine and nearly fell out of his chair when he saw it.

A genuine smile void of his ex-wife's wickedness as she said.

"Good."


Author's Closing: Yep thats all for this one, funny enough it was one of the unfinished ones from well over a year ago with only 1k of a word count. Regardless hopefully I spell checked this enough, did a comb over but there are times where my mind doesn't catch stuff the first time so sorry in advance. As for thoughts on Hellava Boss I like the show more in season 1 and think the series will get better when Hazbin is over.

Like right now I feel that season 2 is neglected since there is alot of consistency errors with characters and setting. Though I'm giving the benefit of the doubt and just waiting for the other show at this point. Miss the pilot's structure for the show also at some point they need to add the I.M.P. commercial or a new version of it into the main episodes if the pilot wasn't canon, but that is just food for thought.

I don't hunt for much info outside the show.

Either way thanks for reading and have a good year.