Abomination Child (Loona x Fem Oc)

1: Spring Broken

"I love this song! ♫ You were a spicy little- uh- Demon with the- uh- bleach blonde haaaair! ♫" Blitzo poorly sings over the raging music.

Loona is sitting in the passenger seat next to Blitzo, looking mildly annoyed at his singing. Moxxie covers his somehow non-existing ears in the back while Millie rolls down her window and smiles.

"♫ Fieeendin' for that semen when I caught your stare... ♫" They drive into an old crowded parking lot, "♫ Thooought it might be love, but you went--♫" A pink car pulls into the remaining parking space, "Oh, shit! Fu-" He slams onto the brakes and the van skids to a stop. Blitzo turns off the radio and glares at the person in the pink car. He glances at the license plate, which reads "SUCKS-4-LIFE".

"Oh, you "suck for life", do ya?!" He pulls out a microphone from what seems nowhere, "Listen up, you unoriginal pink cum dump! You have three goddamn seconds to get your tits out of my parking spot!" The passenger steps out of her front car seat with high heel and Blitzo lowers the megaphone, shocked, "Oh, shit! Verosika!" He exclaims.

"Blitz-o," she says annunciating the "o".

"I should have known you'd be here. I could smell fish for miles, which is odd. Because, I believe the nearest ocean is..." He falls and faceplants onto the ground before standing up, "...three Rings DOWN!"

"And I should have known you'd be here when I heard the Amber Alerts," Verosika snarks back.

"Oh, yeah? I'm surprised they let your fat ass outta rehab. I can see you're still a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beelzejuice bottle like it's the last cock in Hell!"

Verosika flips her long hair back dramatically before speaking, "They let me out because I'm still famous. And rehab is for sad, loser wash-ups." She takes a drink from her bottle and wipes her mouth with her thumb, "So, your sister says "Hi"."

"Why are you parkin' here?! This is the ONLY parking spot my company has! So take your tampon race car somewhere else!" Blitzo says angrily stepping up to her

"Actually, prick. It has my name on it." Verosika points down to her name written in purple spray paint by their feet. I.M.P is crossed out on the ground, "I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building..."

"No way," Loona says from the car.

"...and they wanted to have me come in this week to lead their team during spring break."

"A WEEK?! No, no, you are NOT parking here for a fuckin' week!" Blitzo yells

Verosika removes her sunglasses and looks at him, mockingly, "Awww, you mad, Blitz-o? You gonna run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car and run..." they both start speaking, "...run three rings to Wrath and max MY credit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!"

"Goddamn it whore, you will NOT let that go!" He yells

Verosika walks past him before saying one last thing, "Choke on a sandpaper cock."

Blitzo follows Verosika, 'HOLD ON! You better move that pussy wagon right now, or I'm gonna..."A towering muscular Hellhound appears behind Blitzo and growls.

"You'll what?" The Hellhound asks threatening.

Blitzo glances around and stutters in fear, " Or I'll... uh... uh, I- I'll call HR!"

After a second of awkward silence, Verosika, Blitzo and the Hellhound laugh then go back to normal.

"Anyway, meet my new Hellhound, Vortex. Unlike you, he actually does his job well," Verosika says. She leaves with her bodyguard. She glances over her shoulder as she flips Blitzo off, "Ta-ta, fuck stain."