[The scene opens with a city shot that slowly zooms in on the Immediate Murder Professionals building. Cars honking can be heard in the background. The scene transitions to a closed door, with a sign that says "Meeting in progress". Inside, Blitzø is walking by a whiteboard on the wall as he lectures his employees.]
Blitzø: Alright, now, I know business has been... a bit slow lately, yes. It's no one's fault, okay? I'm not naming any names here... [looks at Moxxie] Moxxie. [Moxxie gives him a "What the hell?" look.] Now, does anyone have... any bright ideas on how we can get business drummin' up again?
Millie: What about a car wash?
Y/N: Mom this is hell no one's gonna care about their car being clean, only me, you, and dad do that.
Blitzø: Ooh, what about a billboard?
Moxxie: We can't afford a billboard, sir.
Y/N: Or can we! [slams stack of 100 dollar bills on the table] go get that billboard later uncle Blitzø.
Moxxie: Y/N where did you get that money from?
Y/N: Don't question it, just know that I got it.
Blitzø: Thank you Y/N, and your being real helpful, Moxxie. Really glad you're in the room right now. [pushes Moxxie away] Have you guys forgotten what service we provide?
[Blitzø turns on a TV that shows the I.M.P. crew brutally murdering people from the overworld as they are paid to do. Blitzo whacks a man in the face with a mallet, Moxxie is blown away firing a shotgun through the mouth of a man tied to a chair, Loona swings a man back and forth in her mouth, Millie decapitates someone with a harpoon and laughs, and Y/N shoots a woman between the eyes and punches a hole straight through another man's chest. Then it zooms out to everyone watching the TV, with Loona, Millie, Y/N, and Blitzø eating popcorn.]
Blitzo: Ahh, those were the good times.
Y/N: Yeah so much fun I miss it.
Moxxie: I don't need any reminding, sir, considering you blew most of our salaries on an obnoxious TV ad last week. One that you then additionally paid to have run for a full three hours on a channel nobody watches.
Y/N: Hey I spend days getting that voice right for what uncle Blitzø wanted.
Blitzo: Uh, hey, excuse me. What's "obnoxious" about a super-fun jingle, all right? It's a fun distraction when an advertisement's spittin' bullshit! And yeah Y/N made sure to get that voice perfect for what I wanted.
Millie: People love musicals, sir.
Blitzo: Exactly, Millie! And we're basically doin' a musical. Are you gonna crush my musical theatre dreams like my dad did?
Moxxie: Sir--
Blitzo: 'Cause right now, all I see is just my dad's asshole talking to me! Crushing my dreams of being who I truly am inside.
Millie: Are you tryin' to crush his dreams, Moxxie?
Moxxie: I-- What?
Millie: I thought I knew you. [Millie playfully sticks her tongue out at him as Moxxie rolls his eyes affectionately.]
Y/N: Wow dad I thought you were way nicer but this is low.
Blitzo: I can't believe you, Moxxie, [holds up an employee of the month plaque with Moxxie's picture on it] after I made you employee of the month instead of Y/N!
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The Son of Imp Assassins
FanfictionYou Y/n are the son of Moxxie and Millie from Helluva boss but there's something special about you what could it possibly be. Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel belong to Vivzipop. Thank you to @Lazerbeam420 for all of their help in giving ideas for this...