Hazbin and Helluva Shorts III

Sister, Sister

Octavia and Loona sat outside I.M.P's building. The company had been doing better since their respective fathers had struck a business deal many months ago. They often met up over drinks and discussed work. The company now had a proper office. Blitzo had even had to hire more staff after more work started coming in. Being married to Hell's greatest pop star who could help with publicity really helped. With Verosika's influence, word spread fast. And while Stolas had had quite the time convincing Stella that it was simply a matter of convenience. She had eventually agreed to let him continue to associate with Imps, to everyone's big surprise.

As for Stolas and Blitzo's respective daughters, they had gone from best friends to sisters fast. Loona and Octavia hung out just as often with similar tastes in music, fashion, and weaponry. Sometimes, they went on double dates with their boyfriends, Vortex and Francesco. Aside from stares stemming from the sight of the rich and poor classes mingling, things were fine. Not that Loona and Octavia gave a damn. They were happy and stepped to anyone who looked twice. The girls were prepared to pull up and throw down. And it wasn't just for their dates. The duo also handled shit talk about their dads working together as well.

The girls made one epic team. Loona had muscle and street smarts. She was cunning, resourceful, and more intelligent than she let on. Octavia had the magic and skills to hold her own equally. As they grew older, it became evident that the social caste system was getting more than the middle finger as their rich and poor friends mixed and mingled. Of course, their fathers never stood in their way. It had been the previous generation's fault for making their lives miserable. They had paved the way for their daughters to live better. Now it was their turn.