ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴛᴇ [ʜᴇʟʟᴜᴠᴀ ʙᴏss]

𝟔. 𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞

"I can't believe you slept with an imp, in OUR FUCKING BED!" Stolas jumps out of the way as his wife throws some plates and wince when a pot was thrown outside the kitchen. "It was unexpected! I didn't have time to go to a motel!" He said and Stella gives him a cold glare.

"A motel?! Like a fucking PLEBEIAN?!" Stella shouts and throws another plate smashing it almost close to his face but Stolas gets out of the way on time watching it get smashed on the wall. "Why not go fuck a human? Make our name even more of a disgrace!"

"I would." He muttered and jumps wide eyed as Stella picks up an Imp servant and throws him at his direction. "You want to fuck this one, TOO?!"

"No! Of course not!" He said and Stella points at him.

"You are a goddamn embarrassment! I'm not spending another moment looking at your pathetic, IMP-SUCKING FACE!!" Stella said and walks away from the kitchen destroying stuff in her way out making Stolas sigh but smiles seeing his daughter.

"Good mooorning, Octavia! Did you sleep well, my owlet?" He asked and Octavia looks at him with a small glare drinking some coffee. "Was that a serious question?" She asked watching her dad open the refrigerator to retrieve a massive chunk of zebra meat.

"Mm-hmm... What's that you're listening to?" Stolas asked. "This song is called "My World is Burning Down Around Me", It's by Fuck You Dad." Octavia said and Stolas slowly smiles.

"It's a band." She said making him nod.

"How charming." He said not wanting to look hurt by her words. Stolas grabs the zebra meat and feeds it to a massive potted plant situated in a small alcove off the kitchen as he pets it.

"So, you two done screaming for the day?" Octavia asked and before Stolas could say anything they heard Stella screaming and a potted plant is heard shattering in the distance.

"You know what I haven't done in a long, loooong time?" Stolas asked looking excited wanting to get his daughter from the angry Stella. "I haven't taken you to your favorite place in all of Hell! Why don't we go to Loo Loo Land?"

Octavia looks at him with a glare hearing the name of the place she hated. "I'm not five anymore."

"You always were so happy when I took you to Loo Loo Land! What do you say we go there again, have a day, just the two of us?" Stolas suggested making Octavia sigh.

"I'd... rather kill myself." She said making her father nervous. "There we go! Anything but staying in this house. Now, I'll arrange our security."

His daughter looks at him confused. "Security for a theme park?"

"We are rich, and we're hot. People want our money and our bodies!" Stolas said as he called the I.M.P. Company. "Our money, maybe." Octavia muttered under her breath but her dad heard her.