[Helluva Boss] The Hybrid Lost In Hell

Chances For The Better

Y/N's pov

I said thanks to Loona as I headed across the street to the 711; most other demons were staring at me since I was a human, but once I got there, I grabbed a "cheap" hot dog.

Cashier: Thanks or something; I don't care if you come back.

Y/N: I don't either.

I wonder how they made this thing. Did they kill pigs from the living world and bring them back to hell? Or does hell have its own pigs? Come to think of it, hell seems to have a lot of things in the living world; it's kind of cool in a way. I took a bite of the hot dog, and it was actually pretty good. Once I left the store, I was pulled into an alleyway by three imps. They wanted the rest of my money and my pretty good hot dog, and of course, I wasn't going to just give it to them.

Demon 1:Alright, human, everything you got.

Demon 2: Just hand it over, fucker.

Demon 3: You guys think this fucker has anything on him anyway?

Demon 1: I don't know, but I'm taking the hot dog.

Y/N: No, not my hot dog.

He runs at me with his baseball bat and takes a swing. I simply dodge it and punch him in the rib cage, causing him to fall over, grunting in pain. What the hell just happened? Another tries to stab me, but I simply avoid his attacks and punch him right in the stomach. This demon begins to cry. While the other one runs at me, I pick him up and break his arm.

Demon 2: AHHHH FUCK.

What the fuck just happened? I'm a human; I should not be winning this, right? Anyway, the other demons ran off, and I realised I dropped my "pretty cheap" hot dog. It is covered in dirt now.

Y/N: Ah, come on, that was a good hot dog, you fuckers.

I walked over to one of them and kicked him while he was done.

Y/N: Get shit on.

I head back to I.M.P pretty pissed off about my hot dog. I enter the room and see Loona on her phone. She looks up at me and smiles at me. She must have noticed the pissed-off look on my face once I got closer.

Loona: Hey Y/N, what happened? Are you okay?

Y/N: Some fuckers tried to stick me up.

Loona: I'll deal with them; just tell me where they are, and I'll take care of them.

I talked in more of an angry tone, catching Loona off guard.

Y/N: Loona, it's fine; I dealt with it.

Loona:O-oh, sorry, I just care about you, that's all.

She walks away, leaving me with my thoughts. Nice job, dumbass; you made her upset. I walk over to her and give her an apology.

Y/N: Hey Loona, sorry about that. Before, I was just pissed since they made me drop my hot, and well, you know, it wasn't cheap, and now I'm poor, so I was just pissed.

Loona: It's alright, Y/N. I understand. Are you still hungry? I'm sure I can whip something up for you.

Y/N: Thanks, Loona, but I think you've done enough for me.

Loona: You should at least eat something, plus I've been told I'm a pretty good cook.

Y/N: How good?

Loona: Trust me, you should try my cooking.

Y/N: Nah, I'm good; you don't have to trouble yourself.

Loona: I wasn't asking, I'm going to make you something and you're going to eat it," understand?