Louise Oneshots

The Devils Came Down To New York (Striker & Blitzo X Louise)

(Request by So483ksmg4)

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The door to Louise Hall's apartment unlocks as Louise walks inside, having just finished a photo shoot of her wearing a ball dress. The woman sets down her purse on the side before taking a seat on the couch in the living room with a sigh.

Looking to the side, she sees and picks up a book she's reading, 'The Giver'. She flips a page to her bookmark, resuming from where she stopped reading. After minutes and minutes of reading, she sets her bookmark on the current page before standing up and walking to her bedroom where she lies in bed, staring up at the ceiling after changing into a pair of jogger bottoms and a white hoodie.

Louise: "I guess it was too busy today..."

She rests her head back, closing her eyes as she stares up at the ceiling and falls into a sweet dream...

4 hours later...

Louise jolts awake to the sound of thunder. She sits up, looks left and out the window to see dark clouds over New York. Looking at her clock on the side, the time now is 17:06; the woman sighs before standing up to stretch and approach her bedroom door.

However, just before Louise can turn the knob, she hears a voice calling for her on the other side. A voice she recognises...not in a positive way as the voice has a deep southern accent followed by a chuckle. It's that cowboy Imp...

Striker: "Where are ya, doll? I've got somethin' I wanna discuss. Where's Blitz?"

Louise: (Whispering) "What is he doing here?!"

The poor woman gulps and backs away from the door with a bead of sweat dripping down her head. Suddenly, the bedroom door swings open, forcing her to step back further as Striker steps inside with a grin and a chuckle.

Striker: "There you are... C'mon, let's chat nicely~"

Louise: "O- oh, er... I don't, uh, h- have anything to say."

Striker: "Oh, I'm sure you do, doll~ Or maybe you and I can have a good time together again~"

More sweat trickles down from Louise's head upon hearing Striker's "threat". The cowboy imp chuckles as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a glass tube containing a glowing pink fluid and approaches her before jumping onto her, holding onto her shoulders whilst his feet are on her waist as Louise leans against the wall.

Louise: "WHOA!"

Striker: "Heheheh... I hope you don't mind me chattin' like this... Now, where's that Imp, Blitzo?"

Louise: "I... I, hehe, I don't know where he...is?"

Striker: "Yer quite the liar, hun... A bad one, too."

Louise: "Look, I- I don't know where he is, ok? I just... I'm not sure but I do not want to get involved, please!"

Striker: "Nah. Not a chance. Might as well drink this--

Blitzo: "HEY! Asswipe!"

Turning around, Striker looks and chuckles as he sees the imp he's after, Blitzo, standing at the doorway to Louise's room with his matchlock pistol pointed at the cowboy.

Blitzo: "How about you pick on someone else?"

Striker: "Nuh-uh. You got a problem with that...fellah?"

Blitzo: "I'm NOT your 'fellah'...partner..."

The cowboy imp gives Blitzo an unimpressed, bothered, and disappointed expression.