~Becky's POV~
I'm starting to wonder how Blitz got his license to drive. He's speeding down the main road towards the building while playing around with the radio dial till he found a song he liked.
"Oh I love this song!" He said trying to sing along to the lyrics even though he wasn't doing a good job at it.
Loona was sitting in the passengers seat, I was sitting in the back with Millie and Moxxie. Who was covering his ears trying to block out the obnoxious music playing through the car. Blitz noticed through the rear view mirror.
"Don't be dramatic Moxx, we're almost there." He said.
"Easy for you to say sir." Said Moxxie as he crossed his arms.
The van pulled into the parking lot where one spot was still open and that was our company's spot. Blitz was heading for it when out of nowhere a fancy pink car drove up taking the spot.
"Holy shit, fuck!" Blitz cried out slamming his foot on the breaks as he turned the steering wheel so the van would avoid hitting the car. Luckily, it worked but Blitz wasn't too happy with whoever took our parking space.
"Becky hand me that megaphone under your seat." He said holding a hand out in wait in my direction. Not wanting to keep him waiting I reached down, grabbed the megaphone handing it to Blitz. "Thank you."
He stuck his head out the driver's window yelling into the megaphone in the direction of the other driver. "Listen up you unoriginal pink cum dumb! You have three goddamn seconds to get your shit out of my parking spot!"
While yelling, the driver of the pink vehicle came out in a fabulous pink outfit with matching glasses. The driver happened to be female, a tall female imp with quite a taste in fashion. She just stood chewing gum, looking like she didn't have a care in the world. The moment he saw the lady step out, Blitz quit yelling.
"Oh shit...Verosika?!"
'He knows her? Didn't see that coming.'
"Blitzo." Ms. Verosika said crossing her arms looking at Blitz. "I should have known you'd be here. I can smell fish from miles, which is odd because I believe the nearest ocean is-"
Blitz cut her off falling from the van when he opened the door. Getting right back on his feet immediately. "three rings down!"
"And I should have known you'd be here when I heard the amber alerts." Verosika replied looking away from Blitz.
"Oh yeah? I'm surprised they let your fat ass out of rehab. I can see you're still a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beelze-juice bottle like it's the last cock in Hell!" Blitz scoffed.
"They let me out because I'm still famous, and rehab is for sad loser wash-ups." She said taking a drink from a bottle she pulled out. She gave her mouth a wipe before speaking again. "By the way, your sister says 'Hi.'
Blitz stormed up to Verosika and boy if he wasn't mad before he was now.
"Why are you parking here?!" Said Blitz pointing at her. "This is the only spot my company has! So take your tampon race car somewhere else!"
"Actually prick, it has my name on it." Verosika said pointing down to the concrete where her name was marked over the company name. "I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building, and they wanted to have me come in."
"No way..." Loona said looking out her window.
"You said it..." I said looking out the other window.
"This week to lead their team during spring break." Verosika finished telling Blitz.
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Different Kinds of Fire
FanfictionThis is the story of how I came to Hell and to work for the I.M.P despite having no skills in killing anyone other than myself. Okay this is a dumb beginning but it was all I could come up with. Oh where are my manners? My name is Becky, and I'm the...
