Seven wonderful years later, Blitz and Stolas were still going on strong. Loona, who was now in her twenties, started working at I.M.P as the receptionist. She was mostly homeschooled after no other school would accept her. Octavia was now seventeen and still in school. The company was facing a huge loss, so Blitz had to call an emergency meeting. Millie, Moxie, and Loona were in the meeting room, waiting for Blitz. It took him a bit to get inside since he was wearing maternity clothes for his seven-month pregnancy. Yep, Blitz was pregnant with Stolas's child. It was rare for male imps to get pregnant, and Blitz was one of them.

(Flash Back)

Seven months ago, Blitz woke up late one night not feeling so well. He bolted towards the bathroom and then started puking his guts out. He figured that it must have been a stomach bug and it'll pass soon. He just needed to keep his sickness a secret from Stolas. He loved the prince but whenever one of them was sick, he tended to go into an overprotective mood. The next morning during breakfast, Blitz still felt sick to his stomach. He managed to make it through this morning without Stolas knowing. Though Stolas did ask if Blitz was ok, and Blitz lied saying that everything was fine.

But when he went into the office, that was another story. Poor Blitz ended up throwing up his breakfast in the office bathroom. He tried to play it off with Millie and Moxxie as just a problem with breakfast. Unfortunately for him, Loona was starting to suspect that something was off with Blitz. They had a client who wanted I.M.P. to kill their ex-boss for firing them on the spot. But during the job, Blitz had the sniper at hand, aimed at the target inside the house, something happened. He started to feel a little woozy, his vision doubled, and he couldn't focus. When he fired the shot; it missed the target by an inch and then passed out.

Millie and Moxxie finished the job, killing the target and then they took Blitz to the hospital to get him checked out. They had Loona call Stolas and inform him about what happened. Stolas worried about Blitz that when he arrived at the hospital, some of the nurses had to hold him back from barging into Blitz's room. The doctor came out of the hospital room where Blitz was. "How is he? Is my husband alright?" Stolas asked in a hurry.

"Calm down, Your Highness. Your husband is alright. He just needs rest and fluids. I believe a congratulation is in order." The doctor said.

"Excuse me?" Stolas asked, confused.

"Oh, your husband is expecting. Were you not aware?" The doctor stated.

When the doctor gave them the clear to see Blitz, Stolas imminently rushed to his bedside fussing over him. Blitz always knew that male imps could be pregnant, but it was extremely rare in some cases. He was just as shocked as Stolas was when he heard the news that he was pregnant with Stolas's child. Millie was squealing with joy for the two of them while Loona was surprised to hear that she was getting another little sibling. "Stolas, I don't know if I can do this," Blitz said.

"Blitzy, it's alright, dear. We'll get through this together. This little one will have the most wonderful parents and caring sisters." Stolas assured.

(Present)

After seven months of mood swings, food cravings, and a swollen belly, Blitz was getting bigger. With business being slow, the gang needed to come up with a plan to get business drumming up again. Millie suggested that they do a car wash, but Blitz shot that idea down. This is Hell, no one cares about cars being clean. Blitz suggested that they use a billboard, but Moxxie reminded him that they couldn't afford a billboard. Blitz wrapped an arm around Moxxie and collected his face into a sour expression. Without taking time to think, his hormones acted for him, "Yeah, that's great real glad to have you in the room right now Mox." He complained.

"Have you all forgotten what service we provide?" He said then pulled out a remote and hit the play button in the middle of the gray controller and a commercial started to play on a dingy box TV.

The opening frame was a non-pregnant Blitz smashing a human's head with a mallet. The next frame was of Moxxie shooting a demon that was tied to a chair with a rifle in the human's mouth, blowing its brains out. Then the next shoot was of Loona with her jaw clamped onto a human's neck, throwing it around like a chew toy. The last shoot was of Millie decapitating a guy's head clean off with a harpoon and then putting her hands on her hips with a smile and a disoriented giggle. As the ad continued to play, Blitz somehow got a huge bowl of popcorn, Loona and Millie took a bit of the popcorn before Blitz hogged the rest.

"I don't need any reminding sir. Considering you blew most of our salaries on an obnoxious TV ad last week. One that you then additionally paid to have run for a full three hours on a channel, nobody watches." Moxxie complained.

Blitz looked behind himself at Moxxie and tutted, "Hey, excuse me, what's obnoxious about a super-fun jingle? It's a good distraction when an advertisement is spitting bullshit."

"People love musicals, sir," Millie spoke up to gain Blitz's favor.

"Exactly Millie and we're basically writing a musical," Blitz said as he did jazz hands.

Then the mix of hormones and fake emotions came swirling in, "Are you gonna crush my musical dreams like my dad did?" He asked Moxxie, really exaggerating his motions.

"Sir-" Moxxie began, but Blitz butted in.

"Because" He faked a sniffle but as was just said, his hormones actually made him wanna cry for absolutely no reason, "All I see is just my dad's asshole talking to me, crushing my dreams of who… who I truly am inside!" Half of the thick emotion swirling about the room was fake the other pregnancy hormones.

Millie put her head on her shoulder and joked with her smaller imp husband, "Are you trying to crush his dreams Moxxie?" Her tail whipped into a half-heart-like shape and then slithered back to the floor.

"I-" Moxxie was about to speak but then realized what Millie said, "Wait, what?" He looked down at his wife before she slithered up his side.

"I thought I knew you," She teased.

Blitz choked on a tear, one he did not put on for the act, "I can't believe you Moxxie! After I made you the employee of the month!" He gestured to the photo of Moxxie with a stupid face with the words, 'Employee of the Month.'

"Okay, sir!" Moxxie said throwing his hands in the air. "I'm sorry, a commercial jingle is not comparable to musical theater. Nobody actually likes the jingles."

Millie frowned and sat up with her shoulders hung low, "I liked it." She confessed, a little bit of sadness creeping through her tone.

Moxxie's tail rattled, and he turned to his upset wife. "Do not agree with him in front of me." He said, feeling as if any control he had of the situation had died.

Blitz then began to play their commercial on the TV.

(Commerical)

The commercial showed Blitz when he was just six weeks pregnant. "Hi there, I'm Blitz! The 'O' is silent, and I'm the founder of I.M.P!" Blitz enthusiastically introduced himself just as the company's logo digitally manifested itself above his hand. "Are you a piece of shit who got yourself sent to Hell?"

"Or are you an innocent soul who got FUCKED over by someone else?!" He spat with a face-splitting grin.

As he spoke, a picture of himself twirling a fake mustache while donning a stereotypical villain's outfit popped up next to his head, the background being a burning building with a sign reading " ORPHANAGE FOR ELDERLY BLIND NEWBORN DOGS " at the front. Then the picture was replaced with one of him dressed in an angel costume, complete with a lopsided cardboard halo, "innocently" tossing away a Styrofoam cup in the trash can instead of a recycling bin. The screen then switched over to a bulky male demon wearing a jersey that read "OHIO #2" on the front. Blitz held a sign beside the demon with the words, "Some guy that hired us."

"After lovingly killing my wife for fucking the delivery man," He spoke to the camera, his voice momentarily dropping to a murderous growl to emphasize the word 'fucking'. "You can imagine my surprise when I wound up here after the state of Ohio killed me." He then punched a fist into his palm as his features contorted into a feral snarl. "I really wish I could stick it to that yappy jogger who saw me hiding the body!"

The screen promptly switched over to show a scene of Blitz now holding some sort of grimoire in his grasp while Millie and Moxxie were in the background, drawing what appeared to be a pentagram on the floor surrounded by multiple lit candles, most of the wax already melting on the floor. "Well, luckily for you, thanks to our company's access to the living world," Blitz grinned, wiggling his fingers over the page he was on in the open grimoire.

A split second later, an explosion of flames erupted out of the pentagram, the force blasting away Millie and Moxxie. Blitz's grin grew as he tossed away the grimoire, he had to make his way over towards the pentagram, which had now formed itself into some sort of ethereal-looking portal on the floor. "We can take out anyone who screwed you over when you were alive!" He hollered as he instantly fell backward into the portal, which sparked the following montage on the commercial along with its little jingle.

When you want somebody gone

And you don't want to wait too long

Call the Immediate Murder Professionals

Blitz, Millie, and Moxxie were in a building when Moxxie yanked the pin out of the grenade and chucked it out the open window and they all covered their ears at the thunderous explosion that followed a split second later.

Hand grenade or cyanide

We'll make it look like suicide

The following scene showed Blitzø happily hanging a person by pulling firmly on the rope while the poor man's legs kicked helplessly in the air. Moxxie had a chair ready to add to cover up their tracks while Millie happily held up the fabricated suicide note she wrote herself as the cherry on top.

The Immediate Murder Professionals

Blitzø was now shown electrocuting a person with a malicious sneer, Millie gleefully bashing someone's head in with a mace, and Moxxie strangling another person with his tongue slightly sticking out from the effort.

We do our job so well

The scene transitioned over to display Blitz standing before a portal he opened up on the wall, excitedly gesturing for his employees to follow him as he leaped through the opening, Millie followed behind along with her husband (who tripped over a book and fell through the portal along the way).

Because we come straight out from Hell

The three popped out of the floor on the other side, the portal closing beneath their feet as they began to prepare for their next job for the day, only for their confident faces to fall the moment they realized where they just landed themselves. A church full of people staring at them in utter shock at the sight of demons dropping in on their sermon .

We'll kill your husband or your wife

The commercial then switched over to another example of the group's "professionalism", which consisted of Millie violently stabbing a naked couple on their bed amid their make-out session, her eyes closed the whole time. A flustered Moxxie shielded his eyes away from the rather intimate scene they happened to drop in on. Blitz, on the other hand, was inspecting a pair of panties with a bit too much interest.

We'll even let you keep the knife

A montage of more of their missions began to play out, displaying the group assassinating their targets in various horrific ways, such as using a medieval torture chamber, somehow controlling a shark to devour someone while riding it, suffocation via a pillow, burning someone alive and even crushing another victim with a piano while playing it at the same time.

We're the Immediaaaaaate…Murderrrrrr…Profession –

BANG!

Just as the group hid themselves in some nearby bushes while Moxxie aimed a rifle at a blonde woman who was preoccupied with her phone, a little boy had the misfortune of skateboarding in the way just as Moxxie pulled the trigger. Blood splashed across the concrete as the poor child fell lifelessly off his skateboard the moment the bullet hit him, dropping his ice cream as a result. Moxxie could only widen his eyes and drop his jaw in utter horror at what he had done, the others silently glancing at him.

BAM!

A human doctor threw open the hospital doors as he hastily dashed inside the operating room, the boy from earlier being wheeled in by a pink-haired female nurse and a blue-haired male nurse for his treatment. The moment they reached the equipment, the pink-haired nurse gazed down at their young patient with concern and panic on her delicate features. "Doctor, he's not responding!" She called, her voice shockingly deep and gravelly for her gender.

"More water, stat!" The blue-haired nurse ordered his voice nasally and somewhat shrill.

The pink-haired woman immediately grabbed a bucket of water that happened to be nearby and slammed it on the poor child's face, leaving behind a rather nasty bruise on his cheek as his tongue lifelessly hung from his mouth. "It didn't do anything!" The male nurse exclaimed, genuinely horrified at the failure as he gazed down at the dying young boy on the operating table.

"Dammit!" The doctor slammed down a defibrillator on the table, gritting his teeth with frustration. His eyes then hardened with determination as he pulled out the defibrillator paddles and attached them to the child's unresponsive body. "I'm not losing another one!"

He and the nurses now each held a pair of defibrillators in their hands as they all prepared to perform a more drastic treatment on their patient.

"Clear!"

Electricity crackled angrily in the air the moment the doctor switched on the device, power surging everywhere as they pressed the defibrillator paddles against the boy's figure. The moment it all died down and they pulled the paddles away, the child suddenly jolted and took a deep breath through his mouth, ultimately reviving him. "Holy shit, it worked." The doctor broke the silence, lowering the defibrillators and looking baffled along with the nurses.

Meanwhile, outside the operating room, the I.M.P was currently waiting for news on their unfortunate victim's condition, though judging from their expressions, it seemed that not all of them were that concerned about the results. Blitzø was entertaining himself with one of the hospital's magazines while Millie was tenderly stroking Moxxie's hair as she sat next to him to console her shell-shocked husband, who was traumatized by the whole incident he accidentally caused. The group finally looked up when they heard the doctor leave the room, the human looking down at a clipboard in his grasp.

"He appears to be in stable condition, but he'll need surgery." He informed them, readjusting his glasses. He then glanced up from the clipboard to stare at them with an unamused scowl on his features. "Now what insurance provider do you freaks have?"

The group of imps stared up at him blankly before Blitzø broke the momentary silence, looking confused. "The fuck is insurance?" That was the wrong answer for the situation.

As soon as those words left his lips, the sound of glass shattering flooded the air as the unconscious boy from earlier was promptly thrown out the window while still occupying his hospital bed. Screaming instantly followed as the group held onto the plummeting bed for dear life. Their cries and falling momentarily stopped when Blitzø's foot got entangled with a rope that was tied onto the bed from the broken window. However, it didn't last long for the rope snapped a split second later and they instantly started screaming again as the fall resumed. And that brought forth the conclusion of the montage.

Kids die for freeeeeee!

After the commercial ended, Moxxie sent death glares to Loona who was on her phone. He blames her for that incident since she didn't give them the right information on the target for that mission. "Oh, sit on a dick, Moxxie." Loona scoffed with a roll of her eyes before turning her attention back to her phone.

"You sit!" Moxxie retorted, standing up from his seat with a hand on the table as he pointed accusingly at the hellhound. "Sit on…a…and the…d –" He faltered, trying to find the right words for an effective comeback. However, it seemed he was unable to, so he quickly shook it off and slammed his hand on the table to glare at the unfazed Loona. "Do your job!"

Blitz walked over to Loona, nuzzling her saying that she didn't do anything wrong and not to blame their screw-ups on Loona. Well, Moxxie and Millie beg to differ. There have been several times that Loona has been awful at her job. The first time was when Loona was just reading her Hellhound Monthly magazine when she got a call from Millie saying that she got stabbed. Instead of getting Moxxie, she just hung up the call and went back to reading her magazine. Another time, she faxed Moxxie an ad for weight loss as her way of calling him fat. Another time, she had a hangover from the morning and ate Moxxie's lunch from the fridge.

Then there was a time when Blitz was just four months pregnant and his baby bump showing had just come back from a mission. Loona smelled blood on Blitz's arm, and then imminently called Stolas to tell him. Blitz begged Loona not to call Stolas, but the prince showed up via portal and started fussing over Blitz. He told Stolas that it was just a scratch but that didn't change Stolas's mind. He ended up deciding that Blitz was taking a break for a bit from I.M.P and put his husband on bedrest over a little cut. While Blitz was happy about the baby, Stolas has been a mother hen a little too much.

Blitz stepped back to his chair and put his hands on both parts of his stomach, "Blame everything on my kids." he whispered under his breath. "Look, the point is, Loona is a valued member of our family, and we don't get rid of family."

For a brief moment, said hellhound glanced up from her phone and her lips twitched into a soft smile for a brief moment, genuinely touched by her adoptive father's sincere words. Unfortunately, it seemed that Moxxie didn't share the feeling. "We aren't a family, sir!" He argued, gesturing back and forth between him and Blitz as his manager moved over to his side. "You are the boss! We are the employees! You treat her like she's some troubled teenager!" He gestured over at Loona, whose attention was now back on her phone. "She's more like a meth-addicted homeless woman you let man the phones!"

Loona slowly flipped the bird at him in silence without looking up from her phone.

"That is offensive!" Blitzø huffed as he made his way over to the meeting room's windows to pull up the blinds. "Without homeless people, I wouldn't have HALF the joy and laughter I do in this life!"

He instantly slammed his face against the window with a grin, the glass cracking upon impact. As soon as he did so, he spotted a homeless demon man on the streets looking miserable, the only item of value on him being a cardboard sign reading "Monee helps. Satan bless". A succubus was speaking on the cell phone in front of him, but when she noticed him behind her, she simply wrinkled her nose in disgust and took a few steps away from him, not wanting anything to do with the hobo. Blitz happily waved down at him with a smug smirk before lowering the blinds back over the windows.

"While we are on the subject of 'family'," Moxxie curled his fingers into air quotes at the word 'family' before facepalming himself with an annoyed sigh. "Can you stop finding me and Millie outside of work? Don't you have better things to do? Like try and get control of your emotions?"

"Come on, sweetie! It's not that big a deal!" Millie giggled lightheartedly.

As soon as those words left her lips, however, Moxxie's features immediately contorted with pure shock, something snapping inside of him at that moment. "Excuse me…" He slowly began before whipping his head towards his wife in disbelief. "WHAT?!"

Blitz only did it to annoy Moxxie; Millie on the other hand kind of liked Blitz's surprise visits. The final straw was when Moxxie and Millie were having a date night and Moxxie was singing to Millie when he saw Blitz, filming them from the window. "In a few months, he'll be too busy, Mo-"

"Just...stop...doing...that..." He grimaced at his boss, neck turning with cracks.

"Calm down Moxxie!" She instructed, holding her husband's small hand, "You're gonna have another panic attack!"

"I AM CALM!" He blurted out slamming his hands on the desk, before letting Millie pet his hair gently.

"Look, I don't judge the boring couple stuff you do outside work hours," Blitz huffed as he poked a finger through a circle, he made with his other hand to imply sexual activity. "So don't…judge me!"

That seemed to be the last straw for Moxxie as the moment he heard those words, he shot up from his seat once more with an accusing glare. "Oh, I do judge you, sir!" He spat, his wife flinching in alarm and worry behind him. "Quite a lot!"

"Mox, he's, our boss!" Millie frowned sternly at him as she guided him back down on his chair, her tone chastising him for his blatant disrespect. Especially when Blitz is seven months pregnant.

"Oh no, it's fine Mills! Just your husband is...hmm how do I say this without being offensive...retarded." He tapped his cheek, and his Cheshire cat grin grew wider.

Loona growled and rolled her eyes, "The only reason you have a wife is because you're easy to manage!"

Millie instantly explodes with rage and holds both her middle fingers up, "No he's not! BIIITTTCCHH!" The two exchanged ice cold, glares, tension rising.

"Do not talk to my receptionist that way! She's sensitive!" Blitz argued back. A pain in his stomach made him feel as if the baby was mad at Millie for insulting their big sister too.

"Yes, I am!" Loona huffed.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice could be heard at the opposite end of the table. "You guys are assholes." All four demons looked at the child, yes, the child from the advert incident, he was still hooked up to wires and tubes and shit, but alive, "And really? A pregnant man?! That's disgusting!" he stuck his tongue out at Blitz.

Blitz blinked at him and then started yelling, "Oh shut up kid, you're lucky to even witness this." He shrugged off his jacket, sweaty from the moving about, making his stomach a lot more highlighted, "And I think I, a man, am doing better than what your sleazy coke addict mom did with you!"

"Ugh, this company is such a mess..." Moxxie sighed, shaking his head while gripping his nose.

"Well, let's get back to talking about my new outfit-" Blitz went to say before Loona interrupted.

"No one was talking about that." She snarled and slammed her phone down.

"That's why I'm tryna get that ball rollin', so how does it look? The maternity stuff is good right-"

The boy ripped off the wires from his chest then he got up and faced the demons. "It's been literal hell, having to pretend to be paralyzed so you fuck shits wouldn't kill me, but now, especially looking at the tall red one, I want that...! I want death! You are a selfish, fat, greedy clown! And I'm a kid! I'm supposed to like clowns!" The blue-capped boy explained.

"Hey, now that's not very-" Moxxie was going to stick up for Blitz, not too fond of the idea of someone else picking on him.

"If I wanted to hear from a spineless jackass, I'd rip out your spine and ask you some shit." He pointed to him and rolled his eyes.

Millie jumped on the table and hissed at him, "That's my husband and boss you're talking to!" She grabbed her machete and pointed it at his face.

The brat snickered in response, "That's your husband? I figured you for a slut. I didn't know you needed dick that bad. And you!" He pointed to Loona.

She snarled and let out a firm growl, "And what?"

The young boy crossed his arms and replied, "Nothing. I don't talk to dogs. I'm a cat person."

Loona's eye twitched and she felt an overwhelming urge to smash his ugly little face onto a fryer and watch his face peel as she tried to lift it. "Well, you know kid, you kinda are a piece of shit." Blitz felt a squirm and a kick come from his stomach, "Not you," he reassured, putting a hand under his button-up shirt to hold his stomach properly.

"Oh fuck." Loona said with a big smile, "I just got a text from our client! Turns out this kid was the right target after all!" She grinned, bloodthirsty again.

"They wanted us to kill an actual child?"

"That's what they're saying," Loona stated.

"Well Christ on a stick, I guess there is a god." Blitz chimed happily as he instantaneously pulled out a golden revolver and shot the kid without a second word.

"Beautifully done sir," Moxxie said.

Blitz guessed he could sneak in as many kills as possible before his maternity leave or until Stolas forced him to go on maternity leave.