S2 E4: Western Energy

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"No, Not The Vet!"

Blitzo was driving in the gray I.M.P. van along the freeway, wearing his usual work outfit. He sat on a red worn seat. Loona wore her usual black tank top and pants with a white crescent moon on them. In contrast to her usual grumpy demeanor, Loona sat still next to Blitzo, her red eyes wide and her arms folded across her chest.

"There is no reason to be sacred, Loonie," Blitzo said. "I know we're on our way for your very important..."

He spoke in a whisper, "Hellbies S.H.O.T..."

Loona's eyes stayed wide as she stared at him.

"...but I promise it'll be quick and easy. It takes years to book an appointment at this place, it took five to get this one. And you've been doing a lot of field work, so you need it."

Loona stayed frozen.

Blitzo briefly looked at the empty seats behind him. "Seems so empty without Moxxie and Millie here," he thought.

In contrast to the usual red sky, the sky above was pink. Blitzo had driven through a nearby portal and was now in the Sloth Ring. A skyscraper city stood in the background with some of the building tops decorated with golden horns. Other buildings were on rocks that hovered in the sky. Many of Sloth's denizens were goat-like beings with candles on top of their heads. Some of them were lazy sloths with many eyes on their faces and fur. Advertisements displayed mattresses, sleeping pills and "Happy-PillZ", hospitals, and vacation spots. Another billboard showed a black goat demon with a large red candle on his head sleeping on a mattress. "Baphomet's Master Beds! For All Bedroom Needs! 66% Off!" Another sign read "Lord Belphegor wants you...to do it tomorrow!"

Blitzo pulled up to large pink and white hospital building called "St. An's" (Satan's). There were a few disabled parking spaces, with horns on the white figure's head on the ground. Waterfalls streamed down to the ground near the hospital. Labels on the building read "Financial Processing," "Surgical Wing," and "Pediatric Wing" while the sign in front read "Emergency." Clouds and closed eyelid designs decorated the building. Venus fly trap plants were on display outside. The buildings on the floating rock islands had candle-like appearances. There were some trees on the rock islands with drooping leaves and eyes on them. Even the elevator music pouring from the speakers and the trickling of the waterfalls were enough to put anyone in a relaxed state.

The staff were mostly goat-like demons with candles on their heads. The doctors wore pointed plague masks and were dressed in black. The hospital was infamously known for charging high fees, making appointments hard to get and deceiving people with pharmaceutical addictions. Not to mention the elaborate and expensive gift shop. They, of course, made great profit from it. Rumor said that the plague doctors helped spread the Bubonic Plague on Earth to harm humans. Like the succubi and imps, they were demons sent up to Earth to try and conquer mankind.

Blitzo got out of the van and picked up Loona with both hands, carrying her over his head.

"Come on, Loonie, come on, this'll be over lickity split alright?"

Blitzo carried her over toward the double doors. Loona struggled to get away, but Blitzo grabbed hold of her. As the double doors opened, Blitzo was dragging her into the waiting room by her tail. Her claws scratched the floor in protest. There was a round purple rug and several round yellow-pink waiting chairs.

"Christ on a stick!" Blitzo swore. "I have waited five fucking years for this appointment! FUCK ME IN MY LITTLE RED HOLE!"

Blitzo glanced at a demon lady who gave him a glare. She looked to be from the Envy Ring and had light gray skin and short dark gray hair with a white stripe along the bottom. Her eyes were neon green, and she wore a pearl necklace and a purple top. She had small black horns on her head and the legs of a goat. Her son had similar features, plus small gray and white fins protruding from his face. The demon boy was connected to a leash the mother was holding. The lady sat under a small note that read "ISO KIDNEY: I need your hip, NOT a scan, CALL ME, Chuck 555." Another Venus fly trap plant stood in the corner. More signs read "no photos" and "no perfume."

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