[Helluva Boss] The Hybrid Lost In Hell

Strange Changes

Y/N's POV

I wake up feeling a lot hungrier than I normally do. That's something that I normally don't feel in the mornings.

Y/N: Fuck me, dude, I feel like shit, maybe I just need something to eat.

I walked over to the fridge, made some cereal, and began eating. After a while, I still felt like shit.

*Time skip* Blitzø's pov

Me Millie Moxxie and my little Loony all walked into the office together and saw Y/N just chilling and eating some cereal. Why do we have cereal in the office, you may ask? I have no fucking idea; this is a fanfic written by some random guy online, so who cares? Where was I? Oh right, we all saw Y/N sitting there eating, and of course, Moxxie began to bitch at him for nothing.

Moxxie: Why the fuck are you eating the office food?

Y/N: Because I'm hungry, you fucking idiot. Do you expect me to just starve myself?

Loona: It was a dumb question to ask Mox.

Moxxie: But that's the food we paid for; you can't just go ahead and eat it.

Y/N: Why not?

Moxxie: It's our fucking food.

Millie: Stop it, Mox.

Moxxie: I bought that for everyone in the office.

Loona: Who buys cereal for their office co-workers?

Moxxie: I did. I paid for that food, and he just goes ahead and takes it.

Millie then slapped the back of his head, thankfully shutting him up.

Moxxie: Ow.

Blitzø: HA! Get slapped, Mox!

Loona: You had that one coming too.

Millie: Moxxie, leave him alone. I mean, look at him; he's living in the office, which gives him the right to the food, by the way, and he looks like he's feeling like shit.

Y/N: I wonder why that is.

Loona: You okay, Y/N?

Y/N: Yeah, I'm sure I'll be fine.

Millie: Are you sure you're okay? You look like you barely slept last night.

Y/N: It's nice to know you guys care, but I'm fine.

Loona: You sure?

Y/N: Yeah, I'll be fine.

They all walked off while I shot a question at Blitz.

Y/N: Hey Blitz.

Blitzø: Yes?

Y/N: You think I could get a job here?

Blitzø: Let me think about...yes, welcome to I.M.P! Anyway, we really, really need a janitor. You don't mind being our janitor, do you?

Y/N: Thanks.

Blitzø: Of course, but for now, I'd recommend you get some sleep or try to relax until you're needed. You really look like shit. No offense

Y/N: Now that's something I can do, and none of it is taken.

Loona's pov

I was sitting at my desk when the company phone started to ring, something that hadn't happened in a while, and of course, that meant I had to do my fucking job.

Loona: Hello I.M.P.

Client: I want some dead dickweed in the living world.

Loona: Ok, if I could get a name and reason why that would be great, and fucking impotent.