MEANWHILE...
In the hoods of Philadelphia, a lot of people were sitting in the spa's waiting room either texting, smoking, drinking or reading newspapers.
The I.M.P gang however were just reading a comic book, disguised as a newspaper with little eye holes cut out like the ones detectives use.
"So far, so good." whispered Blitzø, sitting between M as they read the paper together.
"AND so disgusting!" cringed Moxxie. "Sir, a comic book as a paper? Just to look at a succubus with THREE tits? Since when is that gonna fool anyone?"
"Since I broke up with Verosika during one of HER mating calls." muttered Blitzø in secret and annoyance, as he poked Moxx's forehead. "Now calm your baby bone down, you're gonna get us caught!"
"Boys!" snapped Millie quietly. "Neptune could send us that list any minute, so both of y'all!"
"Okay, Mills. Christ-on-a-stick." Blitzø gave in before clearing his throat. "Listen to your hoe Moxx, because once that notification bell rings, Loona moves on to our signal."
Just then, a random client walked out of one of the spa rooms wearing a white bathrobe with pink streaks that looked like the tire marks on a race track. Her body was so slim, it sent Blitzø into a frozen trance. Luckily it didn't come with any drool, but his' mouth was shut and his eyes widened with arousal.
But as she walked past with him watching, Millie finally got the text. So Moxxie slapped the trance out of the boss and pointed at the phone.
The message said: 'You guys are next on the list' and showed a picture of the name highlighted in gold after Neptune patted it down with her incredible hellhound sniff-tracking skill.
Just like Loona did in the 'Spring Breakers' episode.
Speaking of who, Loona was waiting on the corner of the street, texting on her phone and waiting for the signal. As a pervert was walking by, she didn't bother looking up from her phone as she punched his brains out.
Soon, Blitzø grabbed out a whistle from his pocket, presented it to the married imps, and then blew into it for a few seconds. But Moxxie and Millie showed flabbergasted looks on their faces, having not heard a noise out of the whistle.
But Loona did.
"Since when he fuck did you get a whistle like that?" she thought to herself. "Well. Time to put on the charm, or whatever." she then cracked her knuckles.
She walked up to the entrance of the spa and made a real dog whistle, attracting the patrons' attention as she sexily walked up to the automatic doors legs first before doing a blue steel for them, going from a blank expression to a romantic smirk.
This made the patrons, a lot of them young males, fall head over heels for her.
Loona then gestured them with one of her sharp-nailed fingers to follow her one by one, leading them out of the spa as the imps stayed seated. Just as the mission was planned.
The masseuse soon walked out, carrying a notepad with a very blank expression on her face.
"NEXT!" she called out, not even noticing the waiting area was missing.
"...Yep! That'll be me." Blitzø stood up, wiping the dirt off his blazer and waltzing into the spa room.
Seizing the moment, Moxxie gave Millie a leg-up before she snuck through the vents and crawled her way to the fridge where Marijiana was hiding.
Her fur was so warm, she couldn't even feel the cold once as she soon handed the marshmallow robes and chocolate top-hats to Millie.
...
Meanwhile, Loona still lead the young male spa patrons astray.
A few times, they tried to kiss her on the mouth, just for her to use her hellhound speed to get a few feet away.
Before long, she stopped at an alley where she saw a pack of stray dogs chewing on some garbage.
While she scoffed at the sad display, she soon got another idea. She knew this one was deadly, even for her, but with a sigh for hope, she spoke in barks to the strays.
LOONA (barking): "Hey mutts! Want some grub?"
STRAY DOGS (barking): "Who is she? Who is she? How can she understand us? How can she understand us?"
Loona then looked to her left to see the patrons turning the corner, walking straight towards them.
LOONA (barking): "Okay, din-din time!"
Barking one last time, she did a parkour from the garbage pale all the way up to the fire escape, hiding in plain sight.
Soon, the patrons walked up to the alley to try and find her more, before seeing the pups.
"Awww. Cute puppy-guppies!" one of them cooed.
The alpha, a mangy Irish wolfhound, walked out of the pack's shadows to examine them.
*SLURS* it growled.
"Less cute!" another man exclaimed. "RUN!"
Unfortunately, as the group tried to run, the pack was much faster. With the ease of their razor-sharp claws and fangs, they pounced on each male patron and started mauling them to pieces.
As Loona watched the carnage, she couldn't help but hide her face in her hands thinking about Balin. But she only watched with one eye instead.
...
The masseuse was lathering her hands with lotion for the message with Blitzø, unaware of the death that awaited her.
"So, what treatment today?" she asked flatly.
"Ooh, decisions-decisions." grinned Blitzø. "Give me... the S'mores package."
The masseuse suddenly widened her eyes looking at the treatment list, before grinning with her sharp teeth showing. "Wise choice..." she whispered softly, yet sinisterly. "Diabetic scum."
Once she was done with the lotion, she grabbed the Biscoff paste from Neptune's paws, as she hid in the cupboard out of plain sight, before rubbing it on his back.
Soon, Blitzø was covered from stomach to back in sticky biscuit spread, as the masseuse excitedly moved onto the second phase. She went to the fridge to grab the robe and hat for him, while he snickered at how unprepared she was.
When she unlocked and opened the cool-room door, her grin turned to a look of shock when she saw it was empty.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" she exclaimed looking at the shelves. "WHERE THE FUCK...?!"
Soon, Neptune slammed the cool-room door shut, before the masseuse started feeling a little melted chocolate dripping onto her head. Shivering at the sensation, she looked up to see it was Millie pouring it from a cup, before drinking the rest of it the chocolate top-hat.
"Mmm... just how I like my chocolate. Dark!" she seductively said with a mouthful. "We'll be taking the WHITE chocolate bucket to our little friend back home, courtesy of what happens next, BITCH!"
As the masseuse shivered more, she then backed up into Marijiana's fur and looked up slowly, just in time to see her growl and bite her head clean off.
"AAAAAGGHHH!" she let out a horrific scream as her voice died with her.
MEANWHILE, IN GLUTTONY...
Back at Bee's mansion, Tex poured himself a cup of coffee as he still heard Balin crying, after what Carmilla said about him.
He soon watched the heartbreaking sight of his loving girlfriend comforting him in the garden.
"Shhhhhhhh. Hey, hey, it's okay." she spoke softly. "Shhhhhh. I'm sure she didn't mean any of what she said."
"I've been so sad about my mommy and daddy, I've just been hiding it." the boy sobbed. "She's right. I am insecure, aren't I?"
"Oh, no, baby, no, don't you dare listen to her." Bee wiped away his tears with her upper hand. "You're not insecure. You're special. And we love you."
Sniffling again, Balin said to his fox-like friend:
"I really appreciate this, Bee. But I think I need some time alone."
"Of course, sweetheart." she replied, giving him a soft kiss. "We can talk more if you want to soon. When you have an okay vibe again."
As requested, Bee slowly buzzed back into the mansion to give him some space, closing the sliding door in sadness.
"Is he okay?" asked Tex with a paw on her shoulder.
"Honestly... it's the saddest vibe I've ever felt." replied Bee.
"From him?"
"From me."
Hearing that made Tex sigh in sadness too.
"I just don't understand why she did that." he said. "I mean, I do, but... I just don't want to."
"Then be thankful you don't." scoffed Bee, still feeling angry with the situation. "I need some sugar honey iced tea and shit."
She then buzzed away to the storage room to grab some beezlejuice, as Tex then sat at the couch drinking his coffee.
...
Balin still cried with his head in his knees on the garden bench, and a few seconds into the moment, the party animals from Bee's petting zoo walked over to him saddened by the display.
One of the party cats jumped onto the bench and nuzzled into his side, making his hand gently stroke its soft cotton-candy fur.
Looking up at the sensation, Balin then looked to see the other animals upset at his tears.
"I-I-I'm sorry, everyone." said the boy, wiping his nose with his arm.
The corn-dog bit some of its cotton candy fur from his butt and handed it to him to blow. But once he was done, he didn't know where to put it, so one of the birds grabbed it with their beak and dropped it into a bin far from the mansion.
"OK. I'm okay." Balin sighed. "I'll be better soon."
Hearing that the boy was going to be okay made the party critters feel better, as they smiled and responded in their animal noises, which sounded a lot like the Garblovian aliens from Rick and Morty.
"Aww. Thank you, cute little guys." smiled Balin. "This means a lot."
One of the party corn-dogs climbed onto the bench, sat next to Balin in a doggy position, and began licking the tears from his cheeks.
"Come on, th-that tickles!" he giggled softly. "I mostly leave that to Loona."
The critters all giggled themselves in their animal forms, unaware he actually smelt like it now.
Soon, they all began speaking to him in their own little animal noises.
"Oh, I'm liking it here so far." he answered one of them. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you. Even though... I am... human." Good thing he didn't feel like crying anymore, after saying that.
The tiger then gave a nod and a growl in response, and some of the other animals continued to ask questions.
"Oh? You wanna know where I'm from?" he asked one of the birds, who tweeted in response. "Well, I'm 7-years-old. I used to live in a place called No-Name Town. I don't know if I still do anymore, but I've been living with Loona for the last month."
The other critters were stunned to know he was able to stay alive in the depths for this long, without getting killed or injured... too harshly.
"Other than that, I love to draw, play sports with my friends, and perform too." the boy continued.
One of the critters, a party cat, then asked how Balin how he loved to perform.
"I mainly like to act. But singing is my first love too." the kid replied.
"Can you sing something for us?" the cat then asked in his little meow-like language.
Normally, Balin was nervous about singing in front of his friends, Earth and Hell, so he was very surprised to be asked that. But he mustered up the courage, even with one of the party tigers' tails wrapped around his legs for comfort, and with the clear of his throat, Balin began to sing...
"BEN" by MICHAEL JACKSON
BALIN:
Ben, the two of us need look no more...
We both found what we were looking for...
With a friend to call my own,
I'll never be alone,
And you my friend will see, you've got a friend in me...
PARTY ANIMALS:
You've got a friend in me...
Tex heard some of the singing from the couch with his dog-like hearing, and walked slowly to the door to see it was Balin singing the second verse/chorus of the song.
His maw dropped at the sight of him singing in an angelic tone and beautiful falsetto. So shocked, he then became happy hearing the bridge.
BALIN:
I used to SAY... I and me... Now it's us... IMP...
TEX:
I used to say... I and me... Now it's us... IMP...
Balin was flushed to know Tex could sing too, let alone stand next to him hearing this, and soon started singing the rest of the song with his arms around him. Like a bear hug.
BALIN:
Ben, most people would turn you away...
I don't listen to a word they say...!
THEY DON'T SEE YOU AS I DO,
I WISH THEY WOULD TRY TO,
I'm sure they'd think again, if they had a friend like Ben...
Like Ben...
Like, Ben...
The party animals applauded as the song ended and Balin looked up at Tex with a proud smile.
"Little man, Balin! I had no idea you could sing like that." he said in surprise. "You have a really cool voice."
"Do I?" the boy asked in his blush.
"Yes, really. That was amazing! Does Loona know?"
"No, not yet." Balin replied. "But I want to keep it a surprise. So please, don't tell her yet?"
Chuckling, Tex then crossed his heart. "I swear on my hellhound code." he said, making Balin giggle too. "Hey, bud, Via just called. She said she's back at her place and needs someone for extra security while Stolas is out. Wanna come?"
"Isn't she rehearsing for a dance recital right now?" asked the boy.
"Well, yeah. But maybe it'll help cheer you up a little more." Tex continued. "And hey, while she's doing that, you definitely have to show her your vocal chops."
"Sure. I'll try." replied Balin.
...
Soon, Balin and Tex were ready to leave for the Goetia mansion.
"Thank you for taking care of me, Bee." he smiled in her swaying arms as the two hugged.
"Awww. You're welcome." she said rubbing his cheek. "I'm glad you're feeling okay now, honey."
Balin then looked at Tex, who was a big help in that, as the buff hellhound winked back.
Soon, Bee gave him a kiss on one cheek and a soft lick on the other before putting him down on the ground.
"Love you too, Bee." he giggled before running over to Tex.
"Later, baby!" she waved goodbye, watching the two climb into the cab.
As the cab drove away from Bee's mansion, Zestial watched from the upper window with Carmilla only seeing a glimpse. She didn't care much for humans as much as she did less for the angels of Heaven they'd become, but she now had to admit inside, the Exorcists were the only line she could draw.
A/N: See y'all in the next chapter.