In the heat of the moment (Helluva Boss Loona x Reader story)*NOT WRITING*

Act one: Chapter eight: Magical Party.

You Are seen at the workplace party along with Ken in his demon disguise and Octavia and you are talking to Blitzo and the M&Ms.

Blitzo: So (Y/N)?

Y/N: Yeah?

Blitzo: Who trained you up to be a recon expert?

You stood there in silence but quickly came up with a lie.

Y/N: Erm well I taught myself how to do it.

Blitzo: Hmm alright well why did you end up as a hobo?

Millie: Blitzo!

Blitzo: Chill out Millie they are fine with it right?

Y/N: Yep.

Blitzo: Told you, Now how?

Once again you lied.

Y/N: Well I kinda got booted to the curb by my parents and I got fired from my job.

Technically it's true but it would have to do.

Millie: Oh we are so sorry they did that to you.

Y/N: Not your fault Mills and besides I hated the both of them so no loss there.

Moxxie: So you're fine with being homeless?

Y/N: Yea but a kind man took me in as his own so no worries there.

Blitzo: Now that's how you parent!

Everyone stares at Blitzo.

Millie: Oh hey weren't you some wizard thing?

Y/N: Oh yeah I'm being trained up on my magic and I'm going to look for some spellbooks later today or something I guess.

Moxxie: What about work?

Y/N: I'll do practice when I'm off I suppose.

Blitzo: Hey where did you used to work anyways?

Y/N: As a janitor for a scummy corporation.

Blitzo: Huh no wonder they kicked you to the curb but I promise that you're here to stay.

Y/N: Counting on it.

Blitzo: Now who's ready for a celebration!

Millie: I AM!!

Ken: WOOHOO!

Moxxie: Good job (Y/N).

Octavia: Agreed.

Loona: Whatever.

Blitzo lights the candles on the cake.

Moxxie: This feels like a birthday party.

Y/N and Ken: What's a birthday party?

Everyone looks at them like they are just concerned.

Blitzo: Jesus what education system did you have?

Y/N and Ken look at eachother.

Ken: Uh...

Y/N: Ah...

Blitzo: Did you have a baby as your teacher?

Y/N: Close enough I suppose.

Ken: Yep.

Blitzo: Well I'm surprised you made your way down here (Y/N) while speaking of which Happy first kill you son of a bitch!

He puts the cake in front of you and you just stare at it.

Y/N: Uh.

Millie: You're supposed to blow it out honey.

Y/N: Thanks.