Hotline Hazbin 2: Murder on the Line

Spring Broken

As I approached the argument, I heard something about horse riding lessons… alright then. I approached the side of the van to see the rest of the crew staring at the newcomer Blitzo was yelling at. 

???: No way…

Jacket: click It is considered rude to stare click

???: Fuck off, Jacket.

Moxxie: What happened to you?

I look down and see the shoulder and chest of my jacket was completely ripped apart, along with my shirt. All that was there were deep gashes that were still bleeding. Not to mention the bloodsoaked pant leg of my jeans.

Jacket: click It's nothing rewind

Moxxie: Right… I know this tailor who could fix that for you.

Jacket: click I'll consider the offer click

I look back over at the argument and see the newcomer, which I presumed to be Verosika Mayday, Blitzo, and a hellhound with a scar over one of his eyes. They seemed to be laughing now. What is happening over there? 

After a while, Verosika flips Blitzo the bird and walks off.

Verosika: Ta-ta, fuck stain. 

Blitzo: Ugh, I wasted so much time with a bag of holes like that.

The hellhound kicks the van door open and steps out 

???:You know Verosika Mayday?!

Blitzo: Huh...? Oh, yeah. Her, yeah. We dated.

Millie: Was it before or after she became a pop star?

Moxxie opens the van door and steps out as well

Moxxie: You dated a pop star?!

Blitzo: Okay, why are you all acting like that’s such a shock?

Loona: Hellooo, it’s Verosika Mayday?

Millie: It's you?

Moxxie: I just… Is she blind?? Suffering some form of brain damage?

Blitzo: Okay, look, you are all making this into a way bigger deal than it needs to be. I don’t pry into your stupid personal lives.

Moxxie: You do that all the time, sir!

Millie: Come on, you kinda do that.

Loona: You totally do that.

Millie had a weird look on her face, as if she just found out everyone's dirtiest secrets.

Millie: What was sex with her like?

Moxxie: Millie!

Millie: Whaaaat?! It's a pop star! You’d wanna know what sex with Michael Crawford was like.

Moxxie: …Touché.

Jesus Christ

Blitzo: Okay, look, let’s just drop it! Millie, j- find a temporary spot for that truck. 

He tosses the van keys to Millie, as she jumps in the van.

Blitzo: Okay, Loonie, Moxxie, Jacket, let’s go handle this shit. 

Well, now I have an idea of what the hellhound's name is.

After taking the elevator up to the office floor, we step out and head down the hall. 

Loonie: Do you think they saw me? Fuck! I did my makeup shitty today!

Blitzo smiled at her like a proud father.