The scene opens on I.M.P.'s building, as it pans down to show the van. Sparks were flying out from the bottom as Lisa's legs were seen sticking out from underneath. Her robotic assistant, T.O.D.D., was holding the van up for her.
T.O.D.D.: Almost done, Lisa?
Lisa: *under the van* Just about. Lincoln's idea is remarkable, to be honest. It's proving to be the same process as when I created you, but on a grander scale.
A few moments later, Lincoln comes outside, holding Minnie.
Lincoln: *calls out* Hey, Lisa!
The sparks stop as Lisa rolls out from under the van.
Lisa: Yes?
Lincoln: Blitzo's calling a meeting. We got a new client.
Lisa stands up as T.O.D.D. puts the van down, and Lisa then puts her lab coat back on.
Lisa: Perfect timing. Your latest idea for the company van has just been finished.
Lincoln: *grins* Great to hear, Lisa. I wonder if we'll need it for this mission?
Lisa: Let's go find out, shall we?
Cut to inside Blitzo's officer where everyone is gathered with the new client. Lincoln, Minnie and Lisa walk in a few moments later.
Lincoln: Alright, we're here.
Minnie coos as she looks at the new client. The client looked like a biker, wearing leather and spikes all over. His entire face was covered by a black mask with razor teeth and glowing eyes, and his hair was a long flaming mohawk. Minnie felt creeped out by Blaze's look and buried her head into Lincoln's chest. He was quick to comfort his baby sister by rubbing her back.
Blitzo: Alright, what did you say your name was?
Blaze: *crosses his arms* Just call me Blaze.
Blitzo: Well then, Blaze, welcome to I.M.P.! The name's Blitzo, and the "o" is silent! Who or what do you need killed?
Blaze pulls out a folded up flyer and tosses it onto Blitzo's desk. Blitzo opens it up, revealing a flyer for some demolition derby on Earth.
Blaze: The owner of the Danger Destruction Derby, and anyone else that gets in the fucking way.
Lana, who had almost been dozing off for a bit, snaps awake at hearing "derby".
Lana: I heard "derby". What derby? I'm in!
Blitzo: Blunt, aren't we? Does the target have a name?
Blaze: He goes by "Mr. Z".
He pulls out a burnt photo of Mr. Z, who is a man with long black hair with a beard and wearing a ripped suit.
Blaze: Fucker got my brother killed, so I went after him myself. *crosses his arms as he snorts, causing smoke to come out of his mask between the teeth* Clearly, I didn't kill him, so I'm hiring you guys.
Blitzo: Consider it done, Blaze. We'll have that asshole dead in no time.
Blaze: *nods* That's what I'm counting on. *leaves the office*
Blitzo: Alright, bitches. We got a fucker that's runnin' a whole demolition derby, so we're gonna need all hands on deck for this mission.
Lana: *grinning like a madman* Ohhh, I'm so fucking hyped for this!
Lola: *rolls her eyes* Of course you are.
Blitzo: Half of us will participate in the demolition derby, while the other half will use that chance to kill the bitch while he least expects it. So let's get to planning.
Blitzo leaves his office with everyone following suit. Lincoln holds Minnie up to his face.
Lincoln: I'm sorry, Minnie. I know you got your first kill and all, and I'm proud of that, but this mission is too dangerous for you to come along. *Minnie looks sad* Don't worry, you'll get to play with Octavia until we get back, okay?
Minnie: *smiles after a moment of consideration* Kay, Winky.
As if on cue, a portal opens and Octavia Goetia enters the room.
Lincoln: *sees her and smiles* Hey, Via.
Octavia: *smiles* Hey, sweetie. *they share a kiss, and Octavia then takes Minnie* And hello to you, little missy.
Minnie: *giggles* Via! *hugs Octavia, nuzzling her feathers*
Lincoln: Listen, Via. Do you mind babysitting Minnie? We got a dangerous mission coming up.
Octavia: Like you have to ask, Linky. *chuckles* Of course I will!
Lincoln: *smiles* Knew I could count on my Owl Princess. *kisses Octavia's cheek, then Minnie's forehead* We'll be back later.
Minnie: Bye, Winky.
Lincoln runs out to catch up with the others as Octavia tickles Minnie's cheek, making her giggle.
Cut to the parking lot as the I.M.P. company van pulls out into the streets. Everyone is inside with the van's interior modified to carry more people.
Blitzo: *turns to everyone from the "shotgun"* Everyone know the plan?
Everyone nods as the Hellhounds turn to their human disguises.
Lincoln: Yeah, we got it.
A paper-y background forms with cartoon-like heads of the employees appearing around the company van.
Lincoln: *off-screen* Ronnie Anne, Lana, Lisa and I will participate in the event so Mr. Z won't suspect any funny business from us.
The heads of Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Lana and Lisa surround the van. They then enter the van, which turns into the Battle Machine.
Lola: *off-screen* While you guys do that, we sneak up on Mr. Z and blow his head off.
The page flips over, showing the heads of the other employees surrounding a human head. Blitzo shoots his shotgun at it, turning it bloody.
Millie: *off-screen* And if anyone else gets in the way, we kill them too.
It shows the group shooting down and killing guards of the Derby. The I.M.P. Battle Machine drives up as they enter.
Lincoln: *off-screen* After that, we bail out and return to Hell.
The Battle Machine drives into a portal to Hell as the paper crumbles and drops off-screen, putting the scene back to normal.
Moxxie: *smiles* Sounds good.
Lola pulls out the Grimoire since Loona is still barred from using it.
Lola: *looks at Lana* Don't have too much fun, Lana.
Lana gives her a deadpan look that says "Are you serious?"
Lola: ... Yeah, stupid of me to say that.
Lola chants the Grimoire's readings, and a portal opens up in front of the van.
Lincoln: *inside* Let's do this! *the van drives into the portal, turning the screen to white*
It fades to a massive stadium that's roaring with cheering and vehicles. Cut to inside the stadium, where we see a LOT of tricked out vehicles driving through the area and shooting guns and explosives at each other as the crowd goes WILD. Outside the stadium, the portal opens and the I.M.P. company van drives out, onto a ruined parking lot.
Lincoln: *inside* Well, here we are.
Millie: *notices the damage* Yeesh, what happened here?
Lola: People must not give a shit about the damage.
Moxxie: I mean, people die here, so…
Lana: *to Lincoln, Lisa and Ronnie Anne* C'mon, guys. Let's go sign up.
The doors open and Blitzo, M'n'M, and Lola step out.
Blitzo: And we'll go weed that fucker, Mr. Z, out.
The Imps and Lola go off, as I.M.P.'s van drives off to look for the sign up area.
Ronnie Anne *spots a booth next to the stadium entrance* That might be it!
Lincoln: *nods, behind the wheel* Let's check it.
I.M.P.'s van pulls to a stop next to the booth. Lincoln rolls down the window to the booth, seeing the man inside.
Lincoln: Hey, is this where we sign up to join the Danger Destruction Derby?
Man: *notices them* Eeeyup. *gestures the I.M.P. van* But not with a simple clunker like that.
Lincoln simply presses the transformation button, and the van transforms into the I.M.P. Battle Machine.
Lincoln: *smirks at the dumbfounded man* How bout now?
Man: *stares for a second, then hands a clipboard* Sign here.
Lincoln takes the clipboard and sees it has a list of sign-ups. He signs it under his name, writing "Lincoln Marshall-Knolastname".
Lincoln: *tosses it back* Here you go.
Man: *points to the entrance* Just drive through there, and you'll be in the next derby in about 30 minutes.
Lincoln nods and drives the Battle Machine into the entrance, but then notices the girls smiling at him.
Lincoln: What?
Ronnie Anne: We saw that.
Lincoln: Saw what?
Lana: You using BOTH of your last names.
Lincoln: *rolls his eyes* Well, it happens when you learn about your birth parents.
Ronnie Anne: *chuckles* Don't be like that, Lame-O. I think it's sweet that you've started honoring your birth parents by using your other last name too.
Lincoln: *smiles with a blush on his faces* Thanks, Ronnie.
Cut outside to the Battle Machine slowly rolling through the entrance as the cheering starts to get louder and louder. It drives through a glowing opening, which turns the screen white (again). The screen then returns and shows the large arena had spike traps, flamethrowers, and other dangerous shit. And that's not including the tricked out vehicles.
Lana: *lets out an impressed whistle* Will you look at this place?
Ronnie Anne: This place looks like a death trap!
Lincoln: Looks like something Hell would've cooked up.
Lisa: *nods* Agreed.
Pan up to the booth at the top of the stadium as Mr. Z steps up and takes a microphone, clearing his throat.
Mr. Z: Now... *grins like a madman* ... HOW MANY OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS ARE READY TO SEE SOME DEATH AND DESTRUCTION?!
The crowd goes into a frenzy.
Lisa: *sees Mr. Z* There is our target in the announcement booth.
Ronnie Anne: Sure sounds like someone from Hell.
Mr. Z: Let's see if one of these unfortunate fuckers has the potential... *chuckles* … even though, let's be real, they don't... to take down the champion himself!
A loud vehicle is heard driving as everyone looks to another gate that's opening... only for a MASSIVE armored truck to burst through the gate. The truck is armed with spikes, machine guns, rocket launchers, and a flaming skull decoration on the top of the vehicle with glowing red eyes. Its driver was a buff man wearing just some camouflage cargo pants, black leather boots, and a clown mask with razor sharp teeth and a creepy ass face.*
Mr. Z: Give it up for... THE MAYHEM MANIAC!
The crowd goes berserk as the truck's exhaust pipes ignite with massive flames, the driver cackling madly. In the stands were Blitzo, M'n'M and Lola. Moxxie's face was pale at the sight of that roadside monstrosity.
Moxxie: *nervously* ...He looks friendly...
Lola: *scoffs* Yeah, "friendly".
Cut back to the rest of I.M.P. in the van.
Lisa: This champion seems rather dangerous. Are we sure we can handle him?
Lincoln stares at the Mayhem Maniac's truck as its engine viciously growls. A grin forms on Lincoln's face.
Lincoln: Might as well give Mr. Z one last show before he dies. *grips the steering wheel* Let's fucking do this.
Lana: *excited* YEAH!
Mr. Z: Okay, fuckers! Let's get this insanity on the road! *holds up his fingers to countdown* 3...
All of the trick cars rev up their engines and activate their weapons.
Mr. Z: 2...
The Mayhem Maniac grins like a psychopath (matching his mask) as he revs up his mighty engine, the skull decoration flaring to life with a flaming-powered growl.
Mr. Z: 1...
Lana: Helmets, everyone! *slaps some thick demolition helmets on everyone's heads* Trust me.
Mr. Z: Let the onslaught... BEGIN!
The vehicles in the arena start driving as the chaos begins and the crowd goes wild.
Blitzo: *looks at the others, whispers* Now's our chance.
Millie: *nods, whispers* Let's go.
The quartet glance around, making sure no one notices them before dropping out of sight. Back down in the arena, The Mayhem Maniac's truck drives up to one car and slams them HARD into the wall, crushing both the car and the driver in a gruesome display. The crowd cheers louder at this. Mayhem Maniac then backs up as his truck is hit with machine gun fire, but doesn't even get a scratch. The vehicle opening fire on the champ is then blown up by a missile from I.M.P.'s Battle Machine, which then drives through the smoke and smashes into another vehicle.
Lana: *laughing happily* WOO-HOO!
Lisa: *spots two competitors approaching* We got incoming!
Ronnie Anne: *grips the controls* Eat lead, motherfuckers!
A pair of turrets pop up on the Battle Machine's roof and unleashes a barrage of bullets on the vehicles' wheels, popping and causing the rides to crash into each and explode into a fiery display of burning wreckage.
Lincoln: *inside* See you back at Hell, fuckers!
Mr. Z: *laughs* So many weak fuckers down and dead! Sorry not sorry, bitches!
Cut to a hallway inside the stadium where the cheering is muffled. Blitzo peeks out from a corner before sneaking up to the camera with his shotgun. Leaning against the wall, M'n'M and Lola peek out from the same corner as Blitzo motions them to follow as the coast is clear. M'n'M and Lola follow Blitzo through the hallway as they make their way to Mr. Z's booth, only to see two security guards in front of the door.
Moxxie: *whispers* Oh crumbs, security guards.
Millie: *whispers* Chill, Mox! There's only 2 of 'em!
Lola: *quietly* That defends on how tough they are.
Blitzo: *sees someone coming* Shhhh!
An eager fan runs up to the booth and is about to beg to get Mr. Z's autograph, only for one of the guards to immediately shoot his face, blowing it to bloody bits. The four demons stare with wide eyes.
Lola: *silent for a few moments, then nervously gulps as she whispers* Yeah, um... that's pretty tough...
It cuts back to the stadium as a wrecked car crashes on its roof. Driving over and crushing it beyond repair, the Mayhem Maniac cackles as he launches a barrage of ice cream cone-like missiles that utterly destroys some competitors and their rides in massive explosions.
The psychotic driver then turns towards I.M.P.'s Battle Machine as it shoots down a few other competitors. The Mayhem Maniac grins under his mask as he then slams his foot on the pedal, speeding towards the Battle Machine and bashing its back bumper, making the group stagger a bit as the vehicle spins out and drives backwards a bit.
Lincoln and the Mayhem Maniac lock eyes and glare at each other, before the Battle Machine spins back around and keeps driving. The Mayhem Maniac swerves and bashes the Battle Machine's side, before Lana peeks out of the window with a machine gun.
Lana: Let's get WILD!
She opens fire on the Maniac's truck, finding the vehicle AND the windows are bulletproof. The Maniac's truck's own machine guns start to spin and open fire as Lana QUICKLY gets back inside.
Mayhem Maniac: You're roadkill! ROADKILL! YOU HEAR ME?!
The Mayhem Maniac bumps in the Battle Machine and causes it to spin around. Lincoln tries to regain control.
Lincoln: *grunting as he grins the wheel tight* Open fire!
Lisa presses a blue button, and multiple launcher weapons flip up on the roof and fire rockets at the Mayhem Maniac. They strike at his truck and the explosions stall him for a moment.*
Lincoln: *finally regains control* Hit the boosters!
Lisa pushes a yellow button with a lightning bolt, causing the Battle Machine to boost hard and speed past the Mayhem Maniac. They then launch off the ramp of a DDD truck.
The flaming head on top of the Maniac's truck suddenly lights up and flies off of the truck as a homing missile.
Ronnie Anne: *notices* THAT THING'S A FUCKING HOMING MISSILE?!
Lincoln slams a button as the back doors of the Battle Machine open and reveal a massive cannon. A large missile is fired out and blows up the homing missile head, but the force of the explosion sends the Battle Machine tumbling across the arena, but landing on its wheels as the passengers were rattled a bit.
Lana: *looks at the others* Told ya we'd need these helmets.
Lisa: *sighs and rubs her head* Good call...
The Mayhem Manic stops his truck and switches gears as he prepares to charge at his opponents.
Mayhem Maniac: *grinning wickedly* HERE I COME, MOTHERFUCKERS!
He then charges full speed at the Battle Machine, kicking up smoke and dirt.
Ronnie Anne: Shit, move, move, MOVE!
Lincoln doesn't move, instead glaring at Mayhem Maniac's moving truck as he pulls a pistol out and points it out the window. When the moment's right... he fires the bullet, and hits the truck's front right tire, popping it because Mayhem Maniac forgot to make the TIRES bulletproof. His truck swerves out of control as he quickly tries to recollect himself. The chaos even swings his passenger door open.
Lincoln: Lana, take the wheel!
Lincoln kicks the driver door open as the Mayhem Maniac's truck swerves and drifts past them, and Lincoln jumps into the Maniac's passenger door as the truck drives off. Lana jumps to the driver seat and slams on the pedal, as the Battle Machine chases after Lincoln and the Mayhem Maniac.
Lincoln: *turns back to his Hellhound form* Surprise, surprise, bitch!
Lincoln then begins wrestling the wheel from the psychotic driver, causing them to swerve and crash a few times into vehicle wreckage. The two even trade punches, trying to get the other to let go of the wheel.
Lincoln: *growls* Hands off the wheel, bastard!
Lincoln claws at the Mayhem Maniac's, tearing a bit of his mask and injuring his face. He shouts in pain, causing his truck to go even more out of control. He eventually fights through the pain.
Mayhem Manic: *angry* Shut up and bleed, you motherf—
Lincoln bites down on the Maniac's arm, making him shout in pure rage and agony. His truck spirals for a moment.
Mayhem Maniac: *fights through the pain* GET OUT!
He kicks Lincoln out of the truck as Lincoln catches himself on the door of the I.M.P. Battle Machine. Both vehicles then skid to a stop.
Lincoln: Jeez, for a clown, you sure can't take a joke! *jumps back onto his team's vehicle*
Back to Mr. Z's announcer booth. A knife suddenly pierces into one of the guards' arms.
Guard #1: *winces in pain* What the he-?!
He was cut off when a red blur (Millie) harshly tackled him to the ground, much to the other guard's shock.
Guard #2: Hey, what the fu-?!
A bullet nails him in the neck, making him choke on his blood. That's when Blitzo runs in and shoots him in the face, point blank. Millie then snaps the other guard's neck.
Moxxie: Tough as they looked, their skill was severely lacking.
Lola: *scoffs* Let's see if Mr. Z himself is any challenge.
The assassins bash through the doors and draw out their weapons forward, only to widen their eyes at what they barged into: a massive amount of guards playing poker. They all turned their heads at the intruders, surprised.
Moxxie: *flatly* …Which might take a while to find out.
Guard #3: THE FUCK?! *stands up* Get them!
The guards pull their guns out, and the demons fire back, as bullets go flying everywhere.
Back in the arena, Lincoln and the others were glaring at the Mayhem Maniac, who was glaring back. The clown masked man then slams a button on his vehicle's dashboard. The truck suddenly begins to shift and change, making the crowd go wilder.
Mr. Z: YES! MAYHEM MANIAC'S FINALLY DOING IT AGAIN!
Ronnie Anne and Lana stare with wide eyes as Mayhem Maniac's truck was now a 13-foot tall robot with the front of the truck as the body, the back of the truck as the arms with the machine guns on the forearms, the bottom of the truck as the legs with the wheels for the feet, and the flaming head decoration as… well, the head.
Ronnie Anne: Ohhhhhhh… fuck.
Lana: *winces* Okay, I love derbies and all, but how the hell are you gonna combat a robot?!
*Lincoln and Lisa slowly form dangerous smirks on their faces.*
Lisa: Lana… there is nothing to worry. In fact, this will be a perfect test run. *Ronnie Anne and Lana look confused as she turns to Lincoln* Lincoln, punch it!
The transformation button flips over to reveal a button with a robot's head, and Lincoln grins as he slams his paw on it. Cut to the Battle Machine as it begins to shake, before it launches into the air and begins changing via nanotech, shocking everyone.
Mr. Z: *shocked* Wait, NO FUCKING WAY!
Soon, the I.M.P. Battle Machine lands on the ground, revealing to now be a giant robot as well around the same size, but with a much more narrow frame than its opponent. The van doors were now wings, and the wheels were the joints of the robot's arms and legs. The arms had large hands like Blitzo, the legs were digitigrade like a Hellhound's, the head had horns just like Moxxie's, and there was an Imp-like tail on the back.
Cut inside the cockpit, now flipped horizontally and changed to control the robot. Ronnie Anne and Lana both have their jaws dropped.
Ronnie Anne: *completely shocked* …YOU GUYS MADE A ROBOT?!
Lincoln: You're damn right we did! *he and Lisa fist bump*
Lisa: Now, let's show this… *rolls her eyes* Oh, forget the science talk. *grins maliciously* LET'S FUCK THIS FUCKER UP!
Steam hisses out of the I.M.P. Battle Bot's exhaust pipes as it assumes a battle stance, causing the crowd to go crazy.
Mr. Z: WOO-HOO-HOOO! These newbies keep surprising us, eh?! As if the final showdown couldn't get any more fucking epic! It's bot vs. bot!
The Mayhem-Mech delivers a double-fisted overhead punch to the Battle Bot, punches it two more times, and tosses it onto the ground behind it. It then prepares to stomp on the opposing robot, but the Battle Bot leaps out of the way and starts backflipping to safety as it flies up.
Lincoln: Suck on these!
A few energy buzzsaws sprout out of the Battle Bot's arms, and it throws them at the Mayhem Mech, which struggles to defend itself under the pressure. Afterward, the I.M.P. Battle Bot unleashes a powerful laser beam from its eyes, but the Mayhem-Mech dodges. The ground was burnt up by the laser.
Lana: *grinning giddily* This is coool!
Ronnie Anne: *laughs* I love it!
Lincoln: *grins* Let's keep up the pressure!
The I.M.P. Battle Bot fires three more lasers at the Mayhem-Mech, but it dodges again and opens fire with the miniguns. The bullets hardly affect the Battle Bot, and they fly down and sock the Mayhem-Mech in the chest, making it stagger back. The Battle Bot then grabs its own tail and rips it off as the tail splits and forms a massive energy blade, with hellfire embers emitting from it as well.
Lisa: Earth tech's got nothing compared to Hell tech!
The I.M.P. Battle Bot leaps into the air and draws the energy blade back for a slashing attack. The Mayhem-Mech tries to stop it with a barrage of missiles, but the Battle Bot deflects them and swings the blade down hard upon landing, cutting off the Mayhem-Mech's right arm.
Mayhem Maniac: *furious* You fucking bastards!
The Mayhem-Mech tries fighting back, but the I.M.P. Battle Bot dodges easily, then stabbing the Mech's leg and bringing it to its knees. The Battle Bot then starts punching the opposing robot over and over.
Back with the others, bullets go flying and guards start dropping like flies. Millie rushes in and beheads a bunch of guards in just three swings while Lola claws down a horde of them. Meanwhile, Blitzo and Moxxie are back to back, shooting down guards that surround them.
Blitzo: *laughs while firing* Like fuckin' lambs to the slaughter! *to Moxxie* Mox, cover me!
Moxxie: Yes, sir!
Moxxie turns around and opens fire on the guards, covering his boss. Blitzo then pulls out two shotguns and shoves them in the chests of two guards, blowing their hearts out and hitting two others in the face. Lola pounces on one and rips their head off, then throws it out the window of the booth. Millie plants her axe into the ground and spins around it wildly, kicking off some guards' heads in a bloody display.
Meanwhile, the Mayhem-Mecha, now dented, sparking, and missing both of its arms, gets kicked into a wall, slumping from the impact.
Mr. Z: I've never seen the Mayhem Manic overwhelmed like this! Will this be the end of our champ's reign?!
The Mayhem-Mech tries to rise to its feet, but falls back again, its eyes flickering. I.M.P.'s Battle Bot walks over to it, standing over the fallen bot.
Lisa: *over the Battle Bot's intercom* The smart choice is to stay down, Maniac.
Suddenly, the window of the fallen Mech's body shatters as the now injured and unmasked Mayhem Maniac stumbles out of his mech and falls to the ground, panting and holding his broken arm as the I.M.P. Battle Bot looks down at him.
Mayhem Maniac: *coughs up blood, letting out a slight chuckle as he grins* Well... holy shit... you actually... did it... You beat me... at my favorite game…
Lincoln: *to the others* Leave this to me.
The chest of the Battle Bot opens up, revealing the others in the cockpit. Lincoln hops out and lands a few feet away from the Mayhem Maniac.
Mayhem Maniac: *chuckles as Lincoln walks over to him* Came to... make the kill... more personal...? *coughs a bit* I respect it... What's your name... kid...?
Lincoln: *kneels to him* Lincoln.
Mayhem Maniac: *chuckles* I could tell... you ain't human, Lincoln... You somethin' straight outta Hell... Guess I'm gonna head there shortly...
Lincoln: *nods* 'Fraid so.
Mayhem Maniac: *laughs through his coughs* Ah... my seat in Hell's probably already been saved...
Lincoln: You fought pretty damn well, so don't worry. *draws out his knife* I'll make this kill worthy of going to Hell.
Mayhem Maniac: *chuckles* See ya... on the other side...
Lincoln then drives his knife into the man's chest, piercing his heart. The Mayhem Maniac takes one last breath, before his body goes limp and he passes on, his eyes closing with a smile on his face.
The stadium was silent for a few moments.
Mr. Z: *stares, then shouts again* I. CANNOT. FUCKING. BELIEVE IT! HE'S DOWN! THE CHAMP IS DOWN! LADIES AND GENTS, WE HAVE A NEW SET OF DANGER DEMOLITION DERBY CHAMPIONS!
The stadium goes absolutely berserk as confetti rains from the sky.
Lana: *super giddy* OH MY GOD! WE WON!
Ronnie Anne: *grinning* ALRIGHT! *she and Lana hi-five*
And because the crowd was cheering so loudly, it completely drowned out the gunshot, and sure enough, the bullet that suddenly pierced through Mr. Z's head.
Pans to show Moxxie had sniped him from behind.
Moxxie: Gotcha, bitch!
Mr. Z's body collapses and falls from the booth, landing in the stadium arena. Not like anyone notices or cares that it's the host's body, since there were a LOT of bodies and destroyed cars around the arena.
Blitzo: Nice fucking shot, Mox!
That's when Blitzo and the others look down at the arena and see Lincoln standing before the I.M.P. Battle Bot, and they look stunned.
Lola: What the fuck is THAT?!
Millie: *sees their logo on the bot and gasps* I think that's our van!
Blitzo: ...Okay, that is seriously BADASS.
Moxxie: *smiles* I guess Lincoln's been busy again.
Lana, Lisa and Ronnie Anna join Lincoln on the ground, waving at the cheering crowd. Spotting Mr. Z's body among the corpses, Lincoln looks up at the booth and smiles at the quartet. Later, outside the stadium, the I.M.P. Battle Bot transforms back into the van as Lincoln picks up the others.
Lana: Mission accomplished!
Millie: You fucking know it! When'd you find the time to turn the van into a fuckin' robot?!
Lincoln: Had some help from our resident genius. *fist bumps Lisa, then notices a smirk forming on Blitzo's face* No, you can't use it to destroy Verosika's car again, Blitzo.
Blitzo: Oh, come on-!
Lincoln: *flatly* No. It was fine the first time, but I'm not doing that again.
Blitzo: *as Lola opens another portal* But that bitch keeps screwing up our parking!
Lincoln: *flatly* No, Blitzo.
Blitzo: *annoyed* Errrgh! You suck! *the van drives through the portal, turning the screen white for the final time*
It fades to I.M.P.'s office as Lincoln hands Blaze a small body bag.
Lincoln: Here's Mr. Z's head, Blaze.
Blaze takes it and opens it, indeed seeing Mr. Z's head.
Blaze: *laughs* Holy shit! You actually did it!
Lincoln: They don't call us Immediate Murder Professionals for nothing.
Blaze: Guess that's what I get for doubting you. *pulls out two big bags of money* I guess this will suffice?
Lincoln: *smiles* You know it. *Blaze puts the money bags of Blitzo's desk*
Blitzo: Thanks for doin' business with us!
Blaze: See you around. *leaves the office with the body bag*
As Blaze leaves, that's when Octavia walks in with Minnie in her arms, having just returned from Stylish Occult. Minnie was adorably wearing Octavia's beanie on her head.
Octavia: *smiles* Welcome back!
Minnie gasps happily at her family's return and excitedly reaches out for them. Lincoln takes his baby sister from Octavia's arms.
Lincoln: *smiles* Hey, Minnie. Miss us?
Minnie: *nods rapidly* Ya! Ya! *the beanie suddenly drops over her eyes* Bah? *looks around, blinded*
Everyone laughs as Lincoln lifts the beanie from his baby sister's head.
Lincoln: Via's beanie is too big for you, Min.
Octavia: *takes her beanie and puts it back on* Yeah, but she wanted to wear it. That's why I bought this.
She reaches into the bag she has and pulls out a smaller version of her own beanie and puts it on Minnie's head, finding it a perfect fit.
Lincoln, Moxxie and Millie: Awwww.
Millie: *gushes* That is just cute!
Minnie: *giggles at her new headwear* Via!
She reaches for Octavia, so Lincoln hands the baby back to her. Octavia smiles and hugs Minnie as Minnie hugs back, giggling adorably.
Lincoln: Well, I'm glad you two had fun today.
Octavia: Thanks. *sees Lana polishing a golden trophy from the DDD* I see you guys won something from the human world.
Lana: Damn right we did.
Minnie coos as she looks at the trophy, seeing her own reflection in the gold metal.
Octavia: *sees that Blitzo isn't in the office* Hey, where's Blitzo?
Everyone hears the sound of the I.M.P. company van starting up. Instead of frowning in exasperation, Lincoln pulls out a smirk.
Blitzo: *off-screen* I'm hijackin' the robot, bitches! Uh… how do I turn it on? *button-fiddling is heard before a massive shock occurs* OOOOWWWWW!
A "sproing" is heard before Blitzo crashes into the office window, burnt and smoking to a crisp. Everyone looked stunned.
Everyone: Uhhh…
Octavia: Lincoln…?
Lincoln: *proudly* Blitzo-proof security system. My own… personal touch.
Lisa: *smirks* A clever edition, Lincoln.
Lincoln: I knew the jackass would try to use it to destroy Verosika's car again even after I said no. So I took some extra precautions.
Blitzo: *weakly lifts his arm and flips Lincoln off* Fuck... you... *falls unconscious*
Lola: Does Blitzo really want to beat Verosika in parking that badly?
Pan over to Loona, who's been texting at her desk the entire time.
Loona: *finally looks up* You have no idea.
She goes back to texting as the episode ends.
A/N: No song for this chapter.