The party that Katie Mayday threw was going in full-swing, and all the guests were enjoying themselves, including Lincoln and his whole family. Hair metal music was blaring in the ballroom chamber (something like Motley Crue or White Lion or Ratt), and many activities were being played by many kinds of guests within this building. Many demons striking random conversations, appropriate or inappropriate. It was almost as if nothing can possibly go wrong in this awesome soiree. Nothing... except... for one thing. Deep within the crowd, there was an interloper. An intruder. And he had his sights set on a certain human family. Who was this interloper who is going to crash everything? It was none other than: Striker.
The serpentine demon was in disguise as a night rave party goer, and unusually, a female one with a purple tank top, a pair of black leather pants, and some grapefruits in his shirt to make it actually look like he has bosoms. Striker wasn't even embarrassed about it due to how much cross-dressers there are in Hell. He needed it to try and sneak his way in the party without being noticed, and he had to shave his signature mustache to not make everyone weirded out of seeing a lady with a mustache.
On top of that, Striker had some sunglasses over his eyes to that his hypnosis-like eyes wouldn't give him away, and the kids would definitely recognize Striker with his menacing eyes. The frustrating part for the mercenary imp was that: there were so many mingling guests in his way and there were a lot of siblings in Lincoln's family. "Grr, all this fucking eighties crap playing. The sooner i can find those fucking twerps, and get rid of the highest blueblood in this party, the sooner i can get the fuck out of here." He said to himself.
Meanwhile, Blitzo was learning to cope with how Loona is who she is ahd not to be so protective of her, and he bowed his head in shame. "Look, maybe Loona should go live somewhere else if i really annoy her so much. I won'f maks her this time, but i don't want to get in her way. Not again."
"Come on, Blitzo. Don't be too hard on yourself." Said Lincoln. "Everyone makes mistakes. This is Hell after all."
"There's no such thing as not making mistakes in Hell, hun." Said Zeezi.
"But, you're an overlord." Said Blitzo.
"We overlords can make mistakes too. One time, there was a rat demon that was supposed tk give le my manicure, but nobody told me that he was coming, and i ate him, thinking he was second breakfast."
Lincoln looked a little horrified, but kept his composure since it was probably instinct for Zeezi, not out of hatred of malice. "Hope it was quick for that guy."
"Oh yeah. I scarfed him down fast that he inmediately died from the effect of my stomach acid." She patted her tummy with her hands. "But the point is, listen to Lincoln, and there is certainly no need to be so hard on yourself about Loona."
"You're thinking about the past too much." Lincoln added. "Just focus on here and now."
"Yeah, i guess so."
Meanwhile, Luna was with Lily, like she would normally be with sometimes, and she was having a nice conversation with Katie, and having a good few laughs. "your baby sister is so adorable, Luna." Said Katie, eyeing Lily.
"Hi." Said Lily.
"Oh you're so cute." Katie said to her, "yes you are, yes you are."
"Thanks, dude. Lily is the best baby sis anyone can ever ask for. Way better than Sister Christian, if ya get my meaning."
Katie laughed. "I know very well what you mean, Luna. I wish I could have met you a longer time ago."
"Ah, don't worry about it. You know what rbey say 'better late than ever', right?"
"Right." Katie chuckled. "And Lincoln is one hell of a brother to have."
"Yep. My little bro is the best kind of brother any sister can ask for. Lincoln is always there to help us."
Lori and Leni were both talking to Verosika herself, complimenting her and saying that they are big fans of her and her music. "So Blitzo was literally your boyfriend before you broke up with him?" Asked Lori
"Yeah. And... i'm not very proud of it." Said the pop succubus. "I wish i never met that stupid shit stain ij the first place."
"Sorry your relationship with him didn't go so well, Verosika." Leni said
"Oh Leni, there's no need for you to be sorry, Sweetie. It's not your fault." Then she looked over at Blitzo with disdain at first, and then with worry. She still had some feelings for her ex. "But, i'm glad he's doing alright since getting out of the ER."
"What possessed him to drink around fifty bottles?" Asked Lori
"Sadness can make people do the unthinkable, Lori. He's one of the lucky ones to survive a pancreas burst. Duff McKagan, the bassist from Guns N' Roses, suffered the same thing Blitzo jad a long time ago, and you wanna know how?"
"How did he burst his pancakes?" Asked the naive blonde, making Lori facepalm at her usual naïveté.
"Duff got his pancreas burst because all he drank was alcohol for a long time. Not even water."
"Must have been painful."
"Very painful, Lori." Said Verosika. "Never drink alcohol, ever. It will fuck up your body in very bad ways."
"Oh, and you were in rehab because you had a drinking problem?" Said a raspy female voice, Verosika recognized it and gasped to see Barbie Wire
"Oh! Barb! Hi! I... didn't expect to see you here."
"Ah, Fizz invited me. The crazy motherfucker."
"Why haven't you answered my calls?" Asked the pop star succubus."
A frown appeared on Barbie's face. "It's... been a tough ride for me, V. I didn't know how i was going to approach or talk to you."
"You're not here to pay Lincoln to do more work for you, are you?" Asked Leni
"No, no, of course not. Just here to party. And how's Blitzo?"
"He's fine but we thought you literally hate him?" Asked Lori
"I do hate him. I was just curious, that's all."