Helluva Boss: A New Add-On to the Family

Exes and Oohs

The scene opens with an exterior shot of I.M.P Headquarters. Cut to the inside of the office with Moxxie holding his signature mug, Loona texting on her phone, and Max rubbing his shoulder to release his pain after his reward a couple of days ago from Asmoedus. Moxxie looks around the office.

Moxxie: *softly claps twice* You know, I checked the scale today. *inhales* And it said I lost two pounds this week."

Max:"Nice job pops."

Loona looks at Moxxie, then rolls her eyes back to her phone, much to his annoyance.

Moxxie: "I. am not. FAT!"

Cut to the front door kicked open by a furious Millie as she stomps around the office, mumbling angrily.

Millie: *mumbling angrily* "Ooh! Such a fucking asshole! That little motherfucker. I just wanna take my finger up and shove it up his fuckin' little thing!"

Upon coming up to the table, Millie slams her coffee cup on the end of it disturbing Loona. Millie then passes Loona and hits a button titled "Nut button!!" that summons a cardboard cutout of a human saying, "Hi! I'm a Hooman!" then throws a knife and lunges at said cutout. Moxxie looks at her, disturbed.

Moxxie: "Millie, honey. Is everything okay?"

Max:"Yeah Ma, you okay."

Millie hisses back at Moxxie in response, disturbing both of them even more, but she manages to calm down.

Millie: "Yeah. Just...bumped into an ex." *tail twitches*

Moxxie: "Oh! Oh..."

Max:"What were they doing?"

Millie: *retracts knife* "He just kept going on about how he has money now, "a bright future," and "a bigger cock"."

Moxxie: "Wait, what?"

Max:"Sounds like he has an ego."

Millie: *raises voice* "Every time I see his stupid face, I can't help it! I just need to—

Millie punches the filing cabinet beside her in frustration. Blitzo enters the room on his phone shortly after.

Blitzo: "What the fuck is all this noise? I got a client!"

Moxxie: "Sorry, sir. I'll get this all cleaned—

Max helps Moxxie before he holds up a photo of two imps making out in horse suits.

Max: "What is this?"

Blitzo: "Uh, research! For science! Just put it back correctly, okay? Alphabetize them."

He walks back into his office.

Blitzo: "Okay, so let me get this straight: you don't want us going to Earth at all for this job?"

Cut to the inside of a mansion, with a businessman holding a lit cigar, and his chair facing a green fireplace.

Client: Correct. "That will not be necessary. I'd like to meet you and your whole crew at my estate."

Blitzo: "Uh, you want us killing someone in Hell. 'Cause I got to tell ya, that ain't exactly our business anymore."

Client: "I'll tell ya all about it when you get here. *smokes cigar* It's regarding a business venture I'm sure will be very worth (through the phone) your time."

Blitzo: "Ooh, how ominous. *chuckles* Fine, whatever, what's the address?"

Client: "Transportation has already (through the phone) been taken care of."