"Hi there, do you need something?" Moxxie, a short imp of the company of a similar name, says to no one in particular, unfazed at the fact that he has been trapped in the studio of SpindleHorse Toons, creator of the franchise where he appears in itself.

His voice catches the attention of the show's songwriter Parry Gripp, best known for his "Tacos in the Sky" song. "Well you don't seem to like the I.M.P Jingle I made for your show for various reasons." Gripp says. "I can try singing it at first. Ahem,

When you want somebody gone and you don't wanna wait too long Call the Immediate Murder Professionals!
Hand grenade or cyanide, we'll make it look like suicide!
The Immediate Murder Professionals!
We do our job so well, because we come straight up from Hell!
We'll kill your husband or your wife, we'll even let you keep the knife!
We're the Immediate Murder Profession.

The jingle promts the short imp to say "What did we do to give people the impression that we are crazed lunatics running around killing people for fun?! I mean, we are lunatics, we are assassins, we do kill people, but what is this? We are professional! You might want to consider writing a song for your own business that makes YOU look like... well... that! We've had to deal with being mistaken for a bunch of psychotic deviants, but now a song?!" in exasperation with a hint of oncoming frustration.

A random executive, overhearing this, says "That is exactly what I had thought your business was for until I realized it.", with Moxxie replying "And what, pray tell, made you think a professional killing company ran around killing people just for kicks?!"

The executive then explains his idea of an elephant destroying I.M.P due to the assumption that the firm was founded to kill for fun. With a flash into Hell to get an idea what the executive is talking about, the imp rambles about the sights and sounds he is hearing with exasperation.

Upon returning to the real world, Moxxie lets out an annoyed sigh, still irritated, "Well, there's always the good old-fashioned way of dealing with problems. I've had just about enough of you, so how do you feel about meeting the business end of an axe or a rifle? Huh?", pulling out his weapons to kill Parry Gripp, who calls in a flash for another composer to show up, prompting the imp to say "What, did you bring backup? This will be fun then. Two against one, not much of a problem."

Before he can fire, the backup composer says "Hei. Olen Henri Sorvali Finntrollista. Mikä tuo sinut tänne, Moxxie?" in his Finnish tongue. Moxxie raises an eyebrow, clearly not expecting a foreigner to make an appearance as he replies with "Oh crumbs... You are speaking a different language, but I'm not exactly sure what it was, so what the blazes are you doing here?"

"Oh sorry. I will speak English now. So you're from Helluva Boss, aren't you?" Sorvali says, mentioning the show Moxxie appears in right in front of him as they are in the real world, who nods, confirming the statement, still holding his weapons, "That's correct. So you know who we are. If so, then you know what we do too. Now, answer my question. Why are you here?"

"Well I got a call from Parry Gripp, writer of the I.M.P Jingle, to audition. I was on the list of songwriters for audition of the jingle. It's an inevitable continuity of my presence in the studio and as I´m not the most viral person in the world, there's a fat chance you I won't accept your suggestions." Henri Sorvali explains, matter-of-factly.

Moxxie raises an eyebrow in surprise, but still remains cautious, as he begins to reply with "You're here to audition to sing the I.M.P Jingle? And Parry Gripp sent for you? But... why? I mean, you may know him already, but you're a stranger to us. Why would he call you to audition to sing a jingle?"

"Everyone in the real world is a stranger because you are in the wrong universe. If you find my presence to be disturbing, I'll start the composition without further ado."

"Very well... We shall listen to your composition while keeping our guards up. Please, step up to the microphone and begin your audition." Moxxie says as the Finnish keyboardist walks into the music room and the studio starts to shake from the crass sound of the tubax music and the excessive, deep and throaty sounding ad-libbed voices as he begins to sing this:

Every time if someone is too scary

Don't hesitate to call

The I, M, and P.

I.M.P.

Always call us

When you can

Call I, M, and P.

I.M.P.

Moxxie listens to Henri Sorvali's attempt at the I.M.P Jingle, his expression gradually softening, "Hm... This has a nice little jazzy vibe to it... and the lyrics have the right essence... I don't quite understand the vocoder, but the overall composition isn't half bad."

"I thought I should have used it to give off an advertising vibe. And even if it gets rejected, it'll still be in my SoundCloud for the public, which isn't compatible with your dimension, the equivalent either being HoundCloud or ImpCloud." Sorvali explains and Moxxie nods, appreciating his perspective, "I see where you're coming from, trying to make it sound like an advertisement. Perhaps we might not use this exact composition, but I appreciate the effort you put into creating it. And it's true, it will reach a wider audience if released on your SoundCloud... or rather, HoundCloud or ImpCloud."

Henri Sorvali calls another composer on the phone and leaves to make way for the composer in question who happens to be no one other than Michael Giacchino. "Hell-O there. I don't sing but I use one of my clients, Nick Pitera, to sing while I compose the music. If you are available, can I audition for this, Moxxie?"

Moxxie looks at the composer with a combination of curiosity and interest "Well, well... Looks like we have quite the selection of composers here, eh? Sure, go ahead and audition. We'll give you a listen, just like the others before you. Impress us with your composition. And feel free to use your client, Nick Pitera, if necessary." as the composer heads to the music room. Cue a big drum beat that starts his version of the I.M.P jingle and turns into a trumpet-rich, fast paced tune with a fairly audible rock backup as Nick Pitera, better known for singing another jingle, being Inside Out's Triple Dent Gum commercial, sings this;

I.M.P, Immediate Murder Professionals!

If you can't stand someone

And you can't find no one

Call I.M.P, Immediate Murder Professionals!

It's Imp Possible to have no doubt

And we mean plausible so how about

Call I.M.P, Immediate Murder Professionals!

If no one likes assassin fucking

Then we're all saliva and kicking

Call I.M.P, Immediate Murder Professionals!

Moxxie listens to the jingle, and a smile slowly crawls across his face, clearly impressed. "Ohoho... now this is more like it! The rhythm is catchy, the rock backup adds a punch, and the lyrics are a fun play on words. This is truly impressive! And the singer's voice is spot on too! Bravo! Bravo! Excellent job!" Moxxie says before clapping enthusiastically.

"I wrote the lyrics so puns are my thing." Giacchino explains, as Moxxie smiles wider, genuinely appreciative of the film composer's talent, "Well, Michael, that much is clear! And I must say, you have a knack for not only music, but writing as well. The lyrics are clever and humorous. I think you've captured the essence of the I.M.P business perfectly. Bravo! Bravo!"

Unfortunately, before it can be deemed the official I.M.P Jingle, VivziePop (real name is Vivienne Medrano, goddess of the Hellaverse) kicks Henri Sorvali, Michael Giacchino, Nick Pitera, Danny Elfman, Heitor Pereira, and John Powell, the last three of who didn't even have a chance to audition, out of the studio as she toxically says "Absolutely not. I've warned you that I don't accept fan ideas. The Parry Gripp I.M.P Jingle STAYS, Moxxie."

Moxxie blinks in surprise, processing VivziePop's sudden apparition and declaration, "What the-?! Vivienne? I didn't expect you to materialize out of thin air like that! Okay, okay... I understand. I won't change the jingle. Your word is law, after all." he says, shrugging with a mischievous smirk, "But I can't help but feel we missed out on some potential gems there."

THE END