Striker X Female reader ( Helluva Boss )

Chapter 2

Y/N POV

We drove to Millie's Rough N' Tumbleweed Ranch. The I.M.P. van pulls up in front of two Imps.

"Mama! Daddy!" Millie gets out of the van and happily runs toward her parents. Her father hugs her and spins her around before placing her down.

"Yeeeee-hawwww! How's my deadly little pumpkin spice doing?" The male imp ruffles Millie's hair affectionately.

"I'm good, Pa! Thanks for lettin' us stay here for the harvest jamboree." Her mother walks up to her
"It's no trouble. We know you aren't making as much anymore since y'all went "freelance""

"Freelance pays fine, Ma! We're doin' fiiiiine!" Starts to be serious "it's fine."
Millie walks over to Moxxie, who is struggling to carry luggage.
"Anyway, y'all remember my husband Moxxie?" Millie shoves a nervous Moxxie in front of her parents. They stare at him in disapproval, making me giggle a bit as Millie walks up to me "that's my Pa Joe and my Ma Lin" she tells me as Moxxie nervously talks to them

"Greetings, Lin! Joe! How have you been, uh, with all the... flaming twisters and stuff around here?" He say nervously holds out his hand to shake theirs, them not touching him at all.

"We lost our old farm hand to one of them terrors last week." Joe cross his arms as

Moxxie laughs nervously "Oh, crumbs. My bad! I am so sorry. I- I didn't mean to open that wound... sir."

Blitz walks over, while I stand beside Loona "Hey, watch it! I'm the "sir" here, bucko!"

Millie smirked "Oh yeah! Y'all haven't met my boss Blitz! And his hellhound!"

Loona seems to get offended "I'm not just his hellhound." "Yeah, she's my daughter!" He pulls Loona to his side

"Only on paper." Loona says as Blitz walks away to greet Millie's parents as she pulls out smartphone and begins typing "Y'all don't deserve to know my name."

Blitz walks over to Millie's parents.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet the sperm and egg factory" he shoves Moxxie away "that popped out this little gem of an assassin. You two raised a" playfully elbows Millie "sturdy bitch!"

Joe chuckles "That we did! So... Blitzo, is it? Heh heh. That's a fine name."
Blitz and Joe shake hands

"It reminds me of war." Lin says, sighting happily going in a small trance about memories as Joe sighs happily "Nothing like a little war to make a strong man!" Joe says as he flexes his biceps

"I like you people." I tell them, standing behind Blitz, Blitz steps aside to show me, being smaller then Millie. Lin walks over to me "what's your name Darling?"

"Y/N L/N" I put my hand out and Joe grabs my hand, shaking his hand.
"This girl got a good handshake" I giggle and nod, Lin then pull me in a hug "she's got some muscle to her Joe, Y/N..." "that name reminds me of the beauty of weapons and hard work on the ranch" Joe says, I smile.

"Thanks Mrs Lin, Mr. Joe" they smiled at me, as I stood beside Blitz. Hear about war and weapons, Moxxie walks up "Y'know... more battles were won by technological advances in warfare. I've researched the history of weaponry extensively, and it's inspiring how... for example, the progression of guns utilizing angelic technology has changed the landscape of Hell's combative..."

Millie makes a "cut it out" motion with her hands. Joe crosses his arms.

"I mean..." Moxxie makes his voice deep, dumb and awkward "War fun!"

"Guns get the job done... but a man ain't nothin' if he can't tear the head off a hellish beast with only his bare... hands!"

"HAAAA! He's right, Moxxie!" Blitz walks over to him and starts speaking baby talk "You got cute wittle baby hands like your baby dick!"

Me and Loona starts chuckling as Blitz grabs Moxxie's hand and reaches toward his crotch. Moxxie slaps his arm away.

"Refrain... sir." Moxxie growled, totally embarrassed of what Blitz is doing

Joe smirks "Speakin' of strong hands, y'all should meet our newest help. Hey! Striker!"

Black flaming hooves clop rapidly on the ground, seeing beautiful black demon horse and then I see a Imp's spiky tail whips the black horse's flank. Seeing the Imp wearing a cowboy hat riding the black hell horse with a fiery mane. The horse leaps over a fence and the hellhorse rears up and roars in front of the group. Striker tips his hat in greeting and a stalk in his mouth. I blush lightly as he hops down, being tall, muscular and his tail rattling like a rattlesnake. I grip my tail lightly thats wraps around my waist as he walks up to the group.

"Well, howdy! Oh, lookie here! You must be the famous Mildred!" Striker says as he walks toward Millie.
"Heard some good things about you from your folks, little lady." He winks at her

"Ohhh!" She laughs sheepishly as Striker shakes Millie's hand.

"What're y'all doin' so far away from Imp City? Heh. The free workin' finally slowin' down?"

"Oh no! Freelance isn't free! It's a--... Never mind. We're just visitin' for the festival. The prince is our boss'" she says in a dramatic voice as she flutter her eyes "boyyyyfrieeeend!"

I giggle, walking up to the hellhorse. The horse moves it's head to my height and I pet it's snout, watching Blitz walk up to Millie "Millie, I am not above hitting a female in front of her daddy."

"Boss, huh...? Ohhh, so YOU'RE the bold imp to start his own killing biz?"

"Yeah, well if you're good at somethin', you should probably capitalize." Blitz says, making me roll my eyes

"Not many Imps start businesses on their own. That's pretty impressive, sir."

Blitz starts to blush lightly from him, making him a bit awkward "Oh...! Yeah? It is-- I- I- I guess- I guess it is, isn't it?" "So you even conned that ditzy blueblood into gettin' you to the surface?" Striker says as him and Blitz shake hands.

"Well, it's long and complicated, but the short answer is yes. But he's not like, you know-- W- We're y- We're not, like... We're not doing it... We w- What's betw- It's a transactional fucking, you see."Blitz makes a sexual motion with his hands.

I roll my eyes, walking up to them both and the horse follows me, I pet it again "Blitz... please, you are his boyyyyfrieeeend" I giggle and Blitz slaps me upside the head, I growl at him showing my sharp teeth at him. Striker looking me up and down, about to pounce on Blitz.