Sorry for deleting chapters 6 and 7, people. But a reviewer named Devilscreed pointed something out to me that I actually should've thought of. I think the development of chapters 6 and 7 were rushed, now that I look at it as well as think about it, so I needed to get rid of them, scrap them, and start from scratch in order to make them fit and flow with what I've been doing from the first chapter to the fifth one.
So sorry about this for those that were reading the latest chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss. I only own the OC Fenrir Morningstar.
Fenrir honestly never thought the day would come where he would have a job. Sure, he had been looking for one but he didn't think the one he'd end up going to would be an assassination company... and also being involuntarily hired after having a fight with his 'boss'.
But Lilith can be pretty convincing when she wants to be.
So here Fenrir was, arriving outside of the I.M.P building only a couple of days following Loona's birthday... he wasn't sure what to call what they had that night. Was it a date? or just a hang out? It didn't feel like a date, or at least a proper one. He hadn't been intending for it to be a date, just him hanging out with a new friend who happened to have her birthday and wanted to at least be a good chap and not let her drink alone.
Ugh, I'm so hopeless with romance. Fenrir thought with an annoyed grumble aimed at himself. There had been a level of awkwardness between him and Loona as neother new what their relationship was. There was obvious interest and attraction - kinda hard for Fenrir to not look at Loona and not find her attractive when she's honestly the hottest Hellhound he's seen and that was his honest, private opinion that he'll keep to himself - but nothing was official. Nothing spelled or claimed if there would be an actual date between them.
He was pretty sure it was the alcohol talking when he joked about the second date being down in Lust and Loona replied by telling him to pass the first with flying colors.
Goddammit. How can I honestly be so awkward around a girl? Oh wait, it's because I'm trying to go for an actual relationship rather than get into bed with her. Fenrir thought, entering the elevator and heading up to the floor where the I.M.P office was located. Okay, Fen, this fucking awkwardness can't go on forever. She's your coworker and the girl you're interested in beyond simply fucking her... dammit, that didn't sound right. FUCK! I'm terrible at this!
The elevator dinged, bringing the male Hound from his thoughts as the doors slid open. With a sigh, he stepped out and made his way towards the doors of the office. He took a whiff of the air and—yep, Loona was here. Of course she was. Her scent, even from behind a door, invading his nose and- Heel, Fen!
Steeling himself, he entered the office and blinked at the sight before him.
Moxxie and Millie were at a desk - Loona's, he guessed since she mentioned she was the receptionist - with the male Imp holding a crossbow, rather shakily in Fenrir's opinion. Millie was next to her husband. And Loona was across the room, lounging on the couch with one hand holding her phone and the other holding up a photo of a human family.
"What the fuck is going on here?" He asked, announcing his presence.
"Oh! Howdy doo, your majesty!" Millie greeted with a wide smile.
"Please don't refer to me as that because of my status. We are coworkers so, that title means nothing at the moment." Fenrir said with a shake of his head. He wasn't one to lord his title over those that were technically beneath him... unless it was to a demon that he either hated or had to be put in their place. "Repeat question; the fuck is going on here?"
"Tarte practice." Millie answered in a casual tone with a smile.
Fenrir blinked a couple of times, then jerked his thumb to the female Hellhound lounging on the couch. His eyes couldn't help but appreciate the way she was laying, one leg propped up, the other stretched out. His eyes slid up and down her curvy figure, down her curvy, sexy legs—
Rein it in, horndog. He scolded himself, not wanting Loona to catch him eyeing her body and thinking he was a pervert. Dammit, he really wished he had a chance to ask her out on a proper date. But after he practically hijacked her birthday, ended up getting drunk and sleeping in bed with her WITHOUT sex happening... he doubted she was looking for that kind of thing with him now.
"And why's Loona holding up a picture?" He asked his question.
"It's the target." Millie remarks casually as if she was talking about the weather.
"...Why are you using her as a placement holder?" Fenrir asks with a deadpan look on his face.
"Cuz she's got nothing better to do." Millie responded.
Loona snorted. "Oh please, I could when I put my mind to it." She glanced at Fenrir almost meaningfully but looked away before he could notice. God, his scent was making her tail wag.
Millie ignored her before seeing her husband's arms quivering. "Honey, stop shaking. You're gonna shoot one of our only Hellhounds!" She says, chiding her husband a bit.
"Wow, I feel so loved here." Loona says in a bored tone, giving the married Imp couple a glance before returning her eyes back to her phone.
"And you can't just nail it to the wall?" Fenrir remarked dryly as he walked over and took the photo from Loona, his claws briefly caressing her own and their eyes locked for a second and Loona's tail wagged when Fenrir gave her a brief smile before he faced the Imp couple. He didn't see Loona's glower that his attention was off her.
Fuck, they really need to sort out whatever was between them.
"Why this photo in particular?" Fenrir questioned with a confused look as he looked at the photo of the innocent-looking happy family. He looked at Moxxie only to see the crossbow now aimed towards him and growled warningly. "Do not fucking aim that crossbow at me!"
Loona glanced at the scene, feeling a small surge of heat in her body from hearing Fenrir's growl. Well. Fuck. Loona had a new favorite sound and she half-wanted him to say her name with—goddammit, how the fuck was she like this? Oh, right, she met an incredibly hot guy who gave her attention several days ago, almost a week actually, helped her celebrate her birthday (Was it a date? She wasn't sure. Does it count as one?) and made her feel so many fucking weird things on the inside.
...Yeah, they really needed to have a talk at some point. This awkwardness was going to grate on Loona's nerves quickly, and that never ends well for anybody.
"In that short order, thought will be best for moving targets. So boring when stationary." Millie states before focusing on her husband and instructs him. "Just take a deep breath and let it out."
"...How the fuck does that answer my question about the- Seriously, why a picture of a human family?" Fenrir questioned again with a tilt of his head, one ear going up while the other went down slightly.
Oh you cannot break out cute and hot at the same time. Loona whined in her head before focusing back on her phone. What? She can multi-task from looking at her phone to the scene before her... and the view of Fenrir's backside in those nice black jeans he was wearing.
"Moxxie, your eyes are not on the photo so keep that crossbow aimed away from me." Fenrir warned, seeing Moxxie continuing to shake.
Moxxie looked sheepish. "S-Sorry, your high-" He stopped at the narrowed-eyed look Fenrir gave him. "Fenrir. But Millie, underwhat circumstances would we need to kill a human family?"
Millie didn't see what the big deal was. "If that's what the client wants…" She callously shrugs with.
Moxxie, however, had trouble coming to terms with that. "Maybe a shitty dad." He scratches his head with the back of his crossbow. "Or a mob family, that's understandable." He adds in, doing an impression of Marlin Brando. "But to eradicate an entire innocent -or seemingly by the photo- upper-middle class family bloodline?" He asks, always wanting to find logic in executing someone. After all, he's prepared to kill, but can't fathom the case of whipping out an entire bloodline seemed rather excessive. He did have more class than that.
Getting fed up with the 'Fatass' and his complains, Loona sat up and stood, snatching the photo from Fenrir to look at herself so she can draw her own conclusions about them—and also give her a reason to be beside Fenrir and feel so relaxed at that smell of fire and brimstone with a faint touch of apple. "Hey, you don't know they're innocent." She argues, having her finger going to just about every member of the family. "This kid probably sets dogs on fire. Maybe this girl gets off on bullying Australian kids online. The mom cheats on a regular basis. And the dad... he definitely watches."
Fenrir rose a brow. "You saying he has a cuckold fetish?"
"C'mon, you know what." Loona says with a knowing and or sly look on her face.
"...No, I don't. Also those were oddly specific descriptions earlier, Loona." Was the response of the black-furred, male Hellhound;
"I have a very expanded mindset. Besides, you don't know what most kids do these days." Loona counters with a shrug of her shoulders.
"...Fair enough." Fenrir admits after a moment with a shrug as it was the truth, kids seemed to get more and more messed up with each new generation. He also noted that he and Loona just had a civil conversation. At least that stomps the awkwardness down a couple of pegs.
Hearing all this, Millie nods. "Exactly. Humans have a lot of secret nasties. It's the reason why so many of 'em end up down here in Hell." She explains, pointing out the essential basis of Hell's overpopulation issue. Point is, Moxxie, is that guilty and innocent people aren't our business. Killing who we're paid to, however, is." Millie cups his cheek and gives it a peck to help encourage him. "Now, choose a target."
Digesting and understanding their points of view, Moxxie was still hesitant on what to do. This was seen with him lifting up the crossbow to take aim, only to set it down on his shoulder as he was nervously shaking again. "I just think this is a bit excessive and we could be a bit more selective, is all."
With a loud bang the door to Blitzo's office slams open as the tall Imp and some female Sinner that looked like a teacher come out. "Guys! I'd like you to meet-" His abrupt entrance startled Moxxie into pulling the crossbow's trigger on accident, causing the arrow to ricochet around the room and they all followed its trail. It first collided with the computer monitor near Millie, causing her to jump into her husband's arms. Then it shot through the photo Loona was holding, stunning her. It bounced off the wall and flew between Fenrir's legs, yet almost grazed his lower anatomy and made him yelp in the process. The arrow then hits the table holding up a water tank filled with eels and the tank starts to wobble dangerously. Soon enough, the arrow almost hits the Sinner, but Fenrir caught it before Blitzo got the chance. "-our newest client!" He turns to his new employee. "Nice catch there, needledick."
"Bite me, horse-fucker." Fenrir rolled his eyes.
Yeah, things were not water under the bridge with Fenrir and Blitzo. The tall Imp had only agreed to having Fenrir as an employee when Lilith mentioned that by having Fenrir was an employee, then I.M.P's reputation will grow. Meaning more clients, and more clients means more fucking money! Halle-fucking-lujah.
It was at that moment the tank finally fell down, spilling the electric eels. They squirmed and splashed on the carpet, all the while charged up and blasted out their electrical currents, setting the entire room ablaze. While everyone else freaked out, Blitzo was more annoyed. "Dammit, Moxxie! I just bought those eels!" He bellows, throwing the arrow right into the receptionist desk.
"That's what your more worried about—fuck this. Everyone out! Now!" Fenrir shouted and wasted no time in getting out, grabbing Loona's hand and pulling her along much to her surprise as she let out a startled, surprised yelp that sounded way too cute in Fenrir's opinion.
The Imps and the Sinner followed close behind as the fire quickly spread.
About a half hour had passed since the fire as the imp firefighters had arrived onto the scene and took care of the burning office. And presently, some of them were carrying the eels away. Whether that was due to them being evidence, or just wanting them for themselves was anyone's guess.
A while later, the crew of I.M.P were outside as firefighters dealt with the fire in the office. Blitzo was seeing their client, Ms. Mayberry, off after she had gotten a taxi.
"Bye! And don't worry, we'll get that skank in less than 24 hours or your first kill is free!" Blitzo called as the taxi drove off.
Moxxie looked at him, confused. "When did we start implementing that deal?"
Blitzo smiled as he grabbed him. "When you set fire to my office in front of our CLINET, YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT!" he shoved him aside. "Now, someone please tell me that fancy book is still intact!"
Loona, who was leaning against the wall of the building and on her phone as always, spoke up. "You mean our only ticket to the other side?" She reached behind her and pulled out the Goetia Grimoire given to them by Stolas. "Yeah. Got it."
Fenrir frowned as he looked at the book. To lend a Grimoire, a Goetia Grimoire, to those low on the Hell hierarchy would be considered against the law. Heck, why did this Goetia even lend his Grimoire out to them in the first place?
Ugh, I'm gonna have to make sure this company's operation is legalised and falls under my jurisdiction before they all, I don't know, end up in court before uncle Satan. Fenrir thought, pinching the bridge of his snout.
They couldn't just use other means to go to the human world? Like an Asmodean Crystal? Oh wait, those are very expensive. Fenrir had gotten one from uncle Ozzie for his sixteenth birthday, so getting to the human world legally and without consequences was easy for him... plus, Prince of Hell. Nobody was going to tell him off except for his parents and sister.
Blitzo smiled up at the female Hellhound. "And that's why you're my favourite, Loony." He said before speaking in a tone that one would talk to their dog with as he pulled a dog treat from... somewhere. "You get a tweat now!"
"Ew, stop." Loona said with disgust before stepping back as Blitzo threw the treat into the air and his tongue shot out like a frog's, snatched the treat and brought it into his mouth much to Loona's growing disgust and annoyance. "You're so gross!"
Why did he have to do that in front of the hot guy?!
"Aw, stop it." Blitzo actually looked flattered at her words. "I get enough of that from my therapist."
Fenrir gave him a look. "You go to therapy? Who the fuck is it, because they are not doing a good job."
"None of your business, fuckboy." Blitzo glared at him. Meanwhiel, Millie was getting the portal open for them to go to Earth. "And don't even think about getting the idea of staying with my Loony! you're coming with us!"
"Blitz!" Loona growled. There went her chance to at least try and have a talk with Fenrir about... whatever was going on between them.
"What? I didn't hire him so he can be sniffing at you, Loony!" Blitzo retorted, hands on his hips. "He's lucky I even agreed to let him work here after kidnapping you!"
"For the last goddamn time, Blitz, I wasn't fucking kidnapped! We got drunk and crashed at his sister's place," Loona said with a huff. She ignored the heat that built up in her ears when she remembered that morning and how she woke up.
"In Pentagram City! Where all those fucking freaks live!"
"Well, it's not like they can go anywhere else, fuckhead." Fenrir rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "Why do you thinl Pride is the only ring dealing with the overpopulation issue? If Sinners were allowed to venture to the other rings, it would make things easier."
"Don't try and use your shitty logic on me, motherfucker! I know you're doing it to appear more smart in my Loony's eyes!" Blitzo pointed at the male Hellhound warningly.
Getting annoyed now, Fenrir just picked Blitzo up by the throat and then chucked him through the portal after Millie and Moxxie, inadvertenly sending him into Moxxie. Fenrir growled and stepped into the portal, casting a glance back at Loona to see her eyes were watching him before the portal shut.
"Motherfucker..." Blitzo caught his attention again as the tall Imp got to his feet and dusted himself off. "Was that neccesary?!"
"Yes." Fenrir said flatly, walking past him and bounding towards the nice-looking house where the target will most likely be. The Imps soon followed him, the quartet using the bushes just underneath the window for cover. The Prince of Hell stood up slightly in order to peek through the window.
What he saw was a small family of four getting ready to have dinner at the family table. And the target -Martha- was standing beside her husband. She looked well after getting out of the hospital as she still had medical wrap around her head. Aside from that, she dressed normally with a red polka dot white blouse to show some of her cleavage and her dixie jeans to help show off her figure.
She was quite hot for a human woman, and Fenrir would've once considered tapping that ass if not for three reasons.
A) He's interested in Loona, as well as Verosika Myday.
B) She smelled like blood, and had the scents of multiple men clinging to her, with one smelling recent. Like an hour or two ago. Jesus, this woman was such a whore.
C) Their food smelled like humans. They were eating humans like this is Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
Blitzo took a look beside Fenrir and grinned. "That's gotta be her." He chuckles. "This is too easy. How about it, Mox? You wanna take this one?"
"Me?" Moxxie asks out of surprise.
"Yeah, this one's simple enough for you to handle." Blitzo scoots over a little for Moxxie to stand up and get a better view from the window. At that moment, Moxxie's pleasant face falls as he looks at the target about to have dinner with her family. "It's just a happy mother who just got out of the hospital."
Martha and her husband -Ralphie- affectionately rub each others' noses as their son and daughter wait for them to dig in. There was another placement on the table with a wheelchair with some urn placed on the seat, indicating a deceased and cremated family member.
Seeing all this, Moxxie begins to hesitate. "I-you-he-but-I-"
Seeing his employee hesitate, Blitzo pulls out his sniper rifle. "You snooze, you lose, Mox!" He trained his sights, his scope zooming into Matha's benevolent face. "I've got ya, bitch."
"Wait, are we actually killing a family?!" Moxxie blurts out of concern.
"Blitzo!" Fenrir growled, purposefully adding the 'o' just to annoy the tall Imp as well as gain his attention. "We're not killing the entire family!"
"It's Blitz." Corrected the taller Imp, annoyed at someone using his name wrong, especially when it's the dickless kidnapper who's trying to touch his Loony. "And don't be a puss, you two. We're just killing a mother." Blitzo repositions his rifle once more. "We're ruining a family." he states with a wicked grin.
Fenrir sighed, running a clawed hand down his snout. "Suppose that makes a bit more sense." He muttered, seeing as by killing Martha the family will be left in grief and misery. Although, judging from how they all smell, even the children, he could hardly find it in him to really give a shit.
Moxxie, however, was more concerned about the situation. "But… hold on, hold on. Let's just think about it." He says, pushing the rifle just as Blitzo fired, hitting a glass mirror inside the dining room and alerting the small family.
Quickly kneeling below the window sill, the taller Imp began berating his employee. "What the fuck was that, Moxxie!?" Yelled Blitzo while Moxxie was breathing heavily in the middle of a panic attack.
Fenrir looked through the window and his eyes widened when the four humans, even the kids, pulled fucking shotguns out from somewhere while grinning with sadistic delight. "Oh fuck. Guys?"
"I'm sorry. They just seemed so wholesome and happy." Moxxie wept out.
"Guys." Fenrir repeated, only for the two Imps to ignore him.
"Look, I panicked and-" Moxxie begins to say only to be interrupted.
"Oh, who the fuck cares if they're innocent, Moxxie?" Blitzo begins poking Moxxie's head. "From the moment of your birth, you're already a parasite leeching off your momma's tits!"
"GUYS!" Fenrir snarled at them.
"WHAT?!" Blitzo shouted right back with annoyance.
"MOVE! The Hellhound shouted, just before a hole was blasted through the wall from underneath the window sill. Some debris or some buckshot grazed Blitzo's arm, having black blood seeping out. Thankfully, Fenrir had tackled both Blitzo and Moxxie out of the way or they could've suffered something worse... although Fenrir hardly cared that Blitzo got his arm grazed.
Petty? Yes. Did he really give a fuck? Fuck no.
"AAH! A NEW HOLE!" Blitzo shouts in alarm. "SCATTER!" he yells out before he takes off into the forest, Millie went more towards the lake while Fenrir shot off towards a part of the forest and Moxxie was huddled in the foliage. He looked over and saw Martha and Ralphie leap out of the hole with savage grins to chase after the fleeing Imps and Hellhound.
Ralphie fired off a few shots at Millie, who lept and dashed away from the shots by the docks, then jumped into the lake in order to avoid. Ralphie grinned then whirled around and shot at Fenrir, sending him back into his hiding space to avoid the bullets.
"Stay right there, big dog. Ol' Ralphie's gonna get to you soon." Ralphie chuckled darkly, turning back to look for Millie.
"Fucker." Fenrir shook his head, about to dart out and charge with full intent to kill, when his alarm message sound went off to notify him of a text being sent. Curious, and a little annoyed that someone was messaging him while he was working, Fenrir took the phone out. His annoyanced faded quickly when he saw Loona had texted him.
(Hey.)
He typed back, keeping an eye out for the family of cannibals.
(Hey.)
Oh, that was fucking lame to send. Fenrir scolded himself before his ears perked up at the sound alert and he read the next text.
(When you get back, can we talk about... us?)
"Oh fuck. That sounds bad. Shit." Fenrir groaned, seeing only the bad side of this. Isn't that usually how it goes when a girl wants to discuss the 'us'? Wait, there wasn't even an 'us' between he and Loona. They weren't a couple, though his interest must've been obvious... Fuck! Relationships are so goddamn complicated.
(Yeah, sure. Want to do it over lunch?)
"Nothing harmful about talking over lunch, right?" Fenrir chuckled nervously, taking another peek out the bush. His eyes went back to his phone upon hearing the message alert.
(Sure, you're buying.)
Grinning, Fenrir kissed his phone. There may be hope for him yet if she's okay with talking about the awkwardness between them over lunch. If this was a sign for a second chance, he was going to take it. He wasn't going to drop the ball, not with a girl as hot as Loona.
Though I should also brace myself for her telling me that there will never be anything romantic between us. Fenrir thought, knowing that was the reality of things. It was 50/50 on what the outcome will be.
Pocketing his phone, Fenrir shot out of the bushes and went straight towards Ralphie who was shooting at the dock, trying to hit Millie.
Hearing the pounding footsteps, Ralphie turned only to meet a lunging Hellhound with teeth and claws bared before he was tackled to the ground, screaming as Fenrir ripped his throat out with his teeth.
"Woo-wee! That was hot, Fen!" Millie cheered as she jumped out of the lake in time to see the brutal kill, the blood splotched onto the male Hellhound's tanktop and black jacket.
Fenrir raised a furry brow at what she said but shrugged. "Better it to be quick and simple." He noticed Ralphie was twitching, and even breathing despite having part of his throat ripped out, and finished him off with a swipe of his claws which decapitated the head.
Millie blinked as she watched the head fly and hit the lake, sinking beneath. "Damn..." She turned back to the male Hellhound and smirked. "Loona sure picked one fine man."
"What?!" Fenrir's eyes widened. "N-No, we're just friends!"
"Uh-huh. And the tension between you two is just there for show, right?" Millie retorted with a smirk, crossing her arms. "Just admit it, you want that badass bitch."
Fenrir whined, unable to properly respond. "N-Now's not the time to start talking about my love life, Millie. You go get your husband while I go get Blitz." With that, he rushed off to find his 'boss', leaving Millie alone with a smirk.
"Oh yeah, he sooo wants to fuck Loona." She nodded before running off in search for Moxxie.
"Hard not to know where Blitzo is. Just follow the smell of blood, and... whatever the fuck that smell is around Blitz." Fenrir muttered to himself as he raced through the forest, having picked up on Martha's scent which was easy for him to locate and follow.
He soon came up to a small clearing in the forest, finding Martha had cornered Blitzo with her shotgun ready, about to use it to knock him out. Acting quick, Fenrir lunged and tackled her from behind.
"Hell yeah, needledick! Kick her ass!" Blitzo begins to yell out with a wide grin on his face at seeing his employee tackle the crazy bitch.
"Stop. Calling. Me. that!" Fenrir grunted as he wrestled with Martha before he let out a dog-like yelp when she literally bit down on his arm. "Ow! Biting?! That's not fair!"
"Oh don't worry, big doggy!" Mathra grinned as she took advantage of his brief moment to turn and push him down onto his back and... why was she grinding against him? "I'm gonna treat you real good."
"Oh for fuck-" Blitzo rolled his eyes. "First you're a cannibal. then some satanist, and now you're into beastiality?! Just pick a damn lane!"
Martha glared at him. "You shut it! I'll deal with you after I fuck this-" A gunshot went off, resulting in a hole in Martha's head before her corpse fell off Fenrir who sat up and looked to see Moxxie standing there with a shotgun in hand, Millie next to him.
"Thanks Mox." Fenrir sighed as he got to his feet, hardly grimacing at the blood on his body. He's had worse. "Was about to rip her throat out with my claws."
"Why the fuck didn't you do that?!" Blitzo yelled at him as he trudges over while still holding his arm. "You're not getting your goddamn paycheck for this one, Mox! And neither will you, dickless."
"Blitz!" Millie yells angrily at her boss.
"What?! He's supposed to save our sorry asses! I have a new hole in my body!" Blitzo yells out countering his employee's outburst.
"Sir, need I remind you that he was trying to warn us about the target arming themselves?" Moxxie pointed out, defending Fenrir. "And also, are you sure you're not just saying that because you don't approve of his relationship with Loona."
"First off, we aren't in a relationship." Fenrir cut in, while hiding the hope he felt that maybe they will after their lunch talk. "Secondly, I really don't care if he hates me. But if I'm gonna work with you, Blitz, you better not dock my fucking pay!"
Blitzo groans in annoyance. "Okay, fine. He's only getting half his cut."
Fenrir rolls his eyes but figured it was as good as anything. Sure, he's rich and has a lot of money himself, but the point was he had a job. Having a job means getting paid. So, like fuck was he ever going to accept having his pay docked to just about nothing. He wouldn't put it past Blitzo to give him fuck all.
"I'm sorry, sir. I compromised our objective and put us in harm's way." Says Moxxie, looking sorry. "It won't happen again. I promise."
Blitzo looked at him and gave a small smile as he pulled him into a hug. "Apology accepted." He says in a caring tone until he lowly whispers into Moxxie's ear. "But if you ever pull a stunt like this again, I will fuck you and your wife." He then pushes Moxxie away, who fell to the dirt. "Alrighty! Job well done! Now let's get off."
Fenrir, who had heard with his heightened hearing, blinked several times in shock at Blitzo's warning before levlling his boss with a look. "You have some serious fucking issues."
"I live in Hell, what the fuck do you think?" Blitzo retorted. "Now, gotta call my Loony-Toony and-"
"Already done." Fenrir said, smirking as Blitzo glared at him. "Texted her while you were getting... 'sentimental' with Mox."
Blitzo growled at him, to which Fenrir just flipped him off before a thought occurred to him and he looked at Moxxie. "So, what happened to the kids?"
Moxxie paused at that and shared a look with Millie. "We took care of it." The male Imp said.
"Holy shit, you didn't fuck up, Mox." Blitzo said, impressed, while Moxxie just gave him a dull look.
Once a portal opened, thanks to Loona, the four demons went through and the portal closed behind them.
Back at I.M.P, in the kitchen area,, the team was celebrating both Fenrir's first job involving the cannibalistic satanic family and a completed job. Hanging by the wall was a banner reading "killed the bitch" in red letters. For another addition to the little party was Ms. Mayberry, who attended to celebrate a little about Martha's demise.
"Was the cake necessary?" Fenrir asks with a deadpan look as it seemed a bit much. Jesus, it was just a job. They didn't need to break out cake like it was someone's birthday.
"Well consider it a successful first day out on the field, fuckboy." Says Blitzo, whose arm was presently in a sling. Give it a few days and his limb will be right as rain.
"Go fuck a cactus." Fenrir retorted.
Blitzo ignored the insult as he raised his cup to the air. "A little toast to another job well done. Moxxie learning to not fuck up and the fuckboy proving his mettle."
"I'm gonna kill him." Fenrir muttered, clenching his fists. He stopped when Loona placed a hand on his forearm and he snapped his gaze to hers, unable to stop himself from scenting her which surprised Loona but she didn't mind as she gave him a look that said 'just leave it.'
"And killing people ain't that big a deal if they try to kill you back and/or eat you." Millie includes a wide happy grin on her face.
"That's messed up." Ms. Mayberry admitted, then grinned. "But I paid for it!"
As the little party continued, Loona nudged Fenrir, getting his attention to see a meaningful look in her eyes that made him instinctively know what she was saying. He nodded.
"Blitz, we're heading out." Loona announced and walked towards the door with Fenrir.
"Out?!" Blitzo's eyes widened in alarm. "Out where?!"
"Lunch." Loona said boredly, then whirled around with a glare. "And don't fucking bother us, alright?!"
"Loony-"
"I mean it, dad." Loona growled, knowing that calling him dad would work in having him leave her and Fenrir alone.
As such, the tall Imp gasped in delight. "You called me dad... okay, have fun, baby!"
Loona rolled her eyes and walked out, grabbing Fenrir's wrist and pulling him with her. The male Hellhound couldn't stop the gulp that he swallowed. This was either going to go well... or very bad.
Fuck...
Next chapter will be Fenrir and Loona's little lunch... meeting? Break? Let's go with break as we can't exactly call it a date. But anyway, sorry for deleting and then redoing this, but it had to be done, people.