Helluva Mate

21

"Stop insultin' my mother! She's dead!" Agent One yelled, Blitzø playfully sticking his tongue out at him in response

"Hey, hey." Agent Two said, putting an arm over his shoulders "Let's just leave them here until they feel like talkin'."

The agents exit the room, slamming the door behind them. Blitzø glances at the door just to be sure, then immediately tries to struggle in his bonds for a couple second before giving up,

"Don't worry, Mox." He sighed "If we keep being obnoxious, they'll eventually slip up and we'll get a chance to get out. Let's just keep fuckin' with them until they get so frustrated, they stop thinkin' clearly. It usually works."

As he speaks, the two humans watch them from another room, looking at them through a two-way mirror.

"Hmm! So, the demons wanna play games, huh?" Agent One smirked "Well, we can play games . ."

Agent Two chuckled and hits a button between Haha Gas and Bitch Juice. Blitzø continued to struggle against the ropes, but to no avail, his mind drifting to his mate, wondering if she was okay.

"I'm just worried about Millie." Moxxie spoke up "She'll be on her way by now, I'm sure!"

"Ugh, she'll be fine, Moxxie." Blitzø replied as he stopped struggling, turning his head to look at the shorter imp "It would take a roided-up hippo to take down that woman when she's upset."

"We've never dealt with the human government before." his head turning as well to look at his boss "She's in danger!"

As they speak, a green gas begins filling the room,

"Do you ever honestly shut up about Millie?!" anger suddenly filling him, mocking Moxxie "It's always Oh, how's Millie? I can't tonight. I'm hangin' with Millie! I'm so worried about Millie! And she's always five fuckin' feet away from you! It's pathetic!"

"That . . was oddly personal." Moxxie's eyebrows furrowing

"Y'know, you're right!" surprised at his outburst "I don't know why the fuck I just let my guts spill like that."

Moxxie glanced at the floor and sees the green gas surrounding the two of them, eyes widening in fear,

"Sir! They're filling this room with something!" He informed

"Fuck!" as Blitzø sees the gas, slightly sniffing the air "The hell is this?"

"I think it's some kind of airborne truth-telling serum!" looking at him

"Oh, you just guess that's what it is?" slight sarcasm in his voice

"Well, uh . ." as he thought for a moment "Just ask me something specific I wouldn't normally tell you."

"Okay." agreeing with him "Uh . . Does Millie ever peg you?"

"Sometimes." smiling at the thought, his eyes widening in realization "Wait! Eww! Fuck! Why that?!"

"Heh!" chuckling softly "I knew it."

"Well, your suit is tacky!" flinched in regret "Fuck! I'm sorry."

"How fuckin' dare you!" he gasped dramatically "You have shitty taste in music!" flinching in regret "Ah, I'm sorry!"

"Shit taste?" tearing up "You said you liked that musical I recommended to you!"

"I lied!" He confessed  "Mommy and I left halfway through!"

"You . . You said you loved it!" more tears forming

"It was awful, Moxxie!" in tears as well "It was about ugly, horny cats!" Moxxie started crying hysterically. "Oh, God, Moxxie! I've said so many lies to you!" Blitzø's own tears flowing down his cheeks