Literally the title, but just to give a heads up. I don't own anything except for the picture of the human disguise, the story idea, and the secret chapters. You own the character Y/n, and Vivziepop owns the show Helluva Boss. Thanks for Reading.
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We begin in Imp city where we see a building called I.M.P as we zoom into the building to see a door with the note "Meeting in Progress" on it.
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Blitzo: Alright. Now, I know business has been... a bit slow lately, yes. It's no one's fault, okay? I'm not naming any names here... Moxxie.
Moxxie gives him an incredulous look in response
Blitzo: Now, does anyone have... any bright ideas on how we can get business drummin' up again?
Y/n: What about a bake sale to drum up some clients?
Millie: What about a car wash?
Blitzo: This is Hell, Millie. No one cares about cars being clean here, okay and Y/n that's a good idea but we will put that on hold. Wh- Ooh! What about a billboard?
He waves his hands with an enthusiastic flair as sparkles fly out.
Moxxie: We can't afford a billboard, sir.
Blitzo: Helpful, Moxxie. Really glad you're in the room right now. *pushes Moxxie away* Have you guys forgotten what service we provide?
Blitzo turns on a TV that shows the I.M.P. crew brutally murdering people from the overworld as they are paid to do. Blitzo whacks a man in the face with a mallet, Moxxie is blown away firing a shotgun through the mouth of a man tied to a chair, Loona swings a man back and forth in her mouth, and Millie decapitates someone with a harpoon and laughs. Y/n is seen feeding a man sweets as he then dies from poison seconds later. Then, it zooms out to everyone watching the TV, with Loona, Millie, Blitzo eating popcorn and Y/n drinking a Coca-Cola.
Blitzo: Ahh, those were the good times.
Moxxie: I don't need any reminding, sir. Considering you blew most of our salaries on an obnoxious TV ad last week. One that you then additionally paid to have run for a full three hours on a channel... Nobody watches.
Y/n: That's what you spent my paycheck on last week?!
Blitzo: Uh, hey. Excuse me? What's "obnoxious" about a super-fun jingle, alright? It's a fun distraction when an advertisement's spittin' bullshit!
