Our Helluva Boss~

Pilot

I know I shouldn't.......but I can't get this idea out of my head so nows a good time to test the waters

*3rd pov*

In Imp City, there was building had the word I.M.P on it as the sound of the busy streets can be heard in the background. Inside the I.M.P building, a closed door labeled "IMP Headquarters", with a crude sign made from a sheet of notebook paper that reads, "Meeting in progress" with a smiley face drawn next to it.

*Inside I.M.P office*

Inside, y/n is walking in front of a whiteboard on the wall as he lectures his employees.

Y/n;Alright. Now, I know business has been...a bit slow lately, yes. It's no one's fault, okay? I'm not naming any names here...

He then looks at a small female imp known ad Mixxie.

Y/n:Mixxie.

Mixxie gives him an incredulous look in response.

Y/n:Now, does anyone have...any bright ideas on how we can get business drummin' up again?

Another female imp known as Millie gets excited as her eyes sparkle.

Millie:What about a car wash?

Y/n:This is Hell, Millie. No one cares about cars being clean here, okay?

He thinks for a second before he finally gets an idea.

Y/n:Wh-Ooh! What about a billboard?

He waves his hands with an enthusiastic flair as sparkles fly out as Mixxie rolls her eyes.

Mixxie:We can't afford a billboard, sir

Y/n wraps his arm over Mixxie's shoulder.

Y/n:Helpful, Mixxie. Really glad you're in the room right now.

He sarcastically said before he pushes Mixxie away.

Y/n:Have you guys forgotten what service we provide?

Y/n turns on a TV that shows the I.M.P. crew brutally murdering people from the overworld as they are paid to do. Y/n whacks a man in the face with a mallet, Mixxie is blown away firing a shotgun through the mouth of a man tied to a chair, Loona swings a man back and forth in her mouth, and Millie decapitates someone with a harpoon and laughs. Then, it zooms out to everyone watching the TV, with Loona, Millie, and y/n eating popcorn.

Y/n:Ahh, those were the good times

Mixxie:I don't need any reminding, sir. Considering you blew most of our salaries on an obnoxious TV ad last week. One that you then additionally paid to have run for a full three hours on a channel...nobody watches.

Y/n:Uh, hey. Excuse me? What's "obnoxious" about a super-fun jingle, alright? It's a fun distraction when an advertisement's spittin' bullshit!

Millie:People love musicals, sir.

Y/n:Exactly, Millie! And we're basically doin' a musical. Are you gonna crush my musical theatre dreams like my dad did?

Mixxie:Sir--

Y/n:'Cause, right now? All I see is just my dad's asshole talking to me! Crushing my dreams of being who I truly am inside.

Millie:Are you tryin' to crush his dreams, Mixxie?

Mixxie:I-- What?

Millie:I thought I knew you.

She said in a flirtatious tone as she playfully sticks her tongue out at her as Mixxie blushes and rolls her eyes affectionately.