Loona the Caretaker

Never Speak Of It Again

Moxxie and Millie were just hanging in their apartment and the male imp was playing a nice, sweet serenade on his guitar for Millie like she would always love to hear. Singing and playing for her, Millie felt so relaxed as did her husband as he was strumming his guitar to her. The old saying was "music soothes the savage beast" as far as anyone can remember. Yes, these two seemed to be the most healthy couple down here in Hell, for what were the odds of demons playing guitar or serenades to their lovers like this? Looking out the window, Moxxie wanted to make sure that his weird, perverted boss was not spying on them or recording them (again). Hopefully, Blitzo was not outside and not recording the whole thing on video. Last thing Moxxie wanted was; Blitzo interfering with his and his wifes' private life outside of work.

As he was playing some more, the couple heard a knock on the door, and Moxxie hoped that it wasn't Blitzo, otherwise he would be pissed off at him. "I'll get it, honey." said the male imp before going to the door. To his relief, it was Vortex and not Blitzo. "Ah, hey Tex."

"W'sup, Mox?" said the burly hellhound. "Hey listen I wanted to return this back. You left it at Stolas' palace last night before you left." It was Moxxie's small pocket watch with him as a little boy and his loving mother next to him. His dad was not in the picture for some unknown reason. "You accidentally dropped it on the floor an didn't notice.

Poor Moxxie felt like tearing up at seeing his little picture of him and his mom together, and put it back in his pocket. "Thanks Tex."

"No problem, Mox." said the male hellhound. "So have you seen Loona anywhere? I was going to hang out with her and Cody today."

she is just at her home on her phone again and Cody's at school right now."

"Ah yeah, i forgot about that." Vortex remembered the earth standards and duties for human children. "So i'm feeling a little thirsty. Got anything to drink, little buddy?"

"Yeah we got some hard cider and hard lemonade." said the male imp

Tex smiled and said: "Thanks man." he went over to the fridge to get himself a nice cold drink for himself. Immediately he took three huge gulps and the can was already empty with no spare drop left in the hard lemonade, and just crushed the empty can without ease with his brute strength and put it in the garbage. "Quite a night, wasn't it, guys?"

"I know!" Millie smiled. "What a fun movie night. Hope to do more with Stolas."

"Same here, Mills." Tex smiled.

Then the female imp felt something in her tummy. "Uh-oh. Gotta take a shit." Millie said. "be right back, sweetie." then she gave Moxxie a kiss on his cheek before she went into the bathroom to take a dump.

"So Moxxie," said Tex. "Listen... about last night."

Moxxie perked his head up in embarrassment.

"I think we need to talk-"

"Oh fuck no! No we do not!"

"Yes we do." Tex said in a firm voice with his arms crossed. "So look, that was the best nap I have ever had in my entire life."

Moxxie had a blank look on his face and said: "I have no idea what your fucking talking about." he pretended to not know any shit about last night.

"Come on, admit it!" said Tex. "That was the best nap you ever had."

"Pfft, I have had better naps before."

"Oh yeah?" said Tex, looking skeptical. "Tell me when."

The male imp took a big, deep breath with his mouth open, looking like he was about to give Tex a piece of his mind. Then, in defeat, he said: "OK! OK! Alright, it was the greatest nap in all of Hell!"

"Yep." Tex knew that Moxxie was going to say that, or something similar to say the least.

"I said it, ok!" Moxxie continued talked. "But it's over, Tex! It's donzo! Crumbs, why are you even bringing this up anyway?"

"Because I... I..." Tex looked a little uncomfortable again. At last, he blurted: "I wanna do it again! OK?!"

Looking quite confused and weirded out, Moxxie was silent, and didn't know exactly what to say, but ultimately, he finally said: "OK, we can't do it again."

"Why not?" said Tex

"Because it's really fucking weird! That, and what would Millie think if I just took a nap with a large strong Hellhound like you? She would think I would be cheating on her. What kind of husband would I be if I did that? A piss-poor awful one!"

"Hey, it's not like a romantic nap with any funny business." said Tex.

"But what about Eclipse? Wouldn't she kill you if she saw you napping with a small imp?"

"Look, i said it wouldn't be like a romantic nap, didn't I?" asked Tex. "It would just be a regular nape, like... two male lion buddies in the Tanzania savanna just napping together, minus sleeping for almost a full day of course."

"OK, but the answer is still no, Tex. Sorry, but no." Moxxie firmly said with his arms crossed.

"Alright, fine." Said Tex flatly. "Got any non-alcoholic drinks on you?"

"Yeah what would you like?" Asked the male imp.

"Just a soda."

"Sure I'll get you one." He fetched Tex the drink he wanted and, like the hard lemonade, Tex already drank the beverage down with a few big gulps down his throat.

On Earth, Mr Belmont was trying to figure out a way to help people understand, or what he believed, that Cody was the Antichrist. Last time that happened, this effort was (thankfully) fruitless to him. For it only caused a scene and made people believe he was just plain crazy. "I know those demon hunters are on my side, but how can I convince everyone else in the world that the child is our Hell-bringer?"

He had his thinking face in himself. Suddenly, a holy light appeared from next to him and an Angel with horns and an electric guitar appeared, playing some nice riffs. "Pardon me, sir, but I understand you are having a little problem right now."