Helluva Boss: Ink Edition

All Bets Are Off

We open up at the lobby, where the I.M.P crew minus Moxxie, Mask, Loona, and Octavia were sitting on the couch, Sallie Mayholding a sword in front of them.

Sallie May: Alright Millie, I know you never lie, I'd like to examine this sword.

Millie takes the sword from her sister, turning it every which way and swinging it a few times.

Sallie May: It doesn;t feel unique from any other, doesn;t feel lighter....

Millie: Yeah, I see that. This is a real sword.

Blitz: *annoyed* Oh dear lord, don't encourage her, Millie!

Sallie May: Now, watch this....

From behind her back, she brought out an orange and held it abov the blade. Sallie let go of the orange, causing it to fall and meet the blade, cleaving it in half as it fell.

Bendy: Dayum, that's sharp.

Vortex: Gave me goosebumps from watching that.

Sallie May: Now, nothing's hidden in my hands-

Blitz: No one cares!

Sallie May: Now, here comes the kicker. Watch this.

With that last statement, Sallie held the sword abov her and flung her head back as she dropped the blade closer and closer. However, instead of taking it away, Sallie simply opened her mouth and allowed the blade to enter her jaw, taking it lower and lower until the whole weapon had vanished inside of her mouth.

Sallie May: Ta-da!

Bendy: Woah! Now that is impressive!

Millie: Jesus christ!

Blitz: Oh come on, it's a fake sword! Watch.

The tall imp took one of the swords off a rack and sliced it across his arm, however it was actually a real sword as Blitz yelped and began groaning as black blood spewed from his arm.

Blitz: This is fake blood. Just.... Just disregard this.

Vortex: Alright then, so where's the sword?

Sallie May: Not a bad question, Tex. But how's about we settle this.....

The wrath imp went to the break room and rummaged throughout the fridge. Returning with a pint of chocolate ice cream and a carton of milk.

Sallie May: Over a milkshake.

Blitz: Oh Satan, spare us. She thinks she's so cute.

Disregarding her boss's judgemental sayings, Sallie swallowed a few scoops of the ice cream and finished off with the remainder of the milk, shivering and clutching her head as they slid down her throat.

Sallie May: And Striker like we practiced.

Striker: Well, if you say so, doll.

Striker then picked up his girlfriend by her pits and with no hesitation, began shaking her wildly, sloshing being heard from within her. Striker placed Sallie May down onto her feet and passed her a tall glass.

Blitz: It's gonna be a fake shake, I'm telling you!

And much to Blitz's shock, Sallie placed her mouth above the glass's opening and opened it as actual chocolate milkshake spewed out into the glass like a dispenser, Sallie coughing as the last of it came out.

Bendy: Holy Mel Blanc's vocal cords, that's fucking awesome!

Sallie May: Y'all want some whip with that?

Patting on her chest, Sallie returned the glass to her mouth, this time dispensing a dollop of whip cream and them simply placing a cherry on top from her hand.