Mission: Antarctica

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We open to Blitz's desk at I.M.P Headquarters, where a contract in a folder is thrown onto the desk with pictures of ice and snow while Blitz' voice is heard as a voice over.

Blitz: *voice-over* Alright, gang, here's the scoop of our latest fuckfest of a kill Jon. We got word from a researcher of Earth's Arctic circle that a man-eating beast is on the prowl and ate the dumbass alive. Now, he wants us to head over to the frozen tundra and find the beast to kill it, as it would pose a threat to the other researchers. Personally, I think he's being a little bitch. I mean, he's already dead, why go through the effort to hire someone to kill a wild animal that- Why are you still typing? Are you STILL writing this down- Moxxie, I swarm to fucking Satan, you are BEYOND STUPI-!

The scene then changes to a portal opening up in Antarctica, with Blitz, Moxxie, Millie and Bendy falling out. All of them were wearing parkas and the three boys wearing a sort of winter hat while Blitz had a pair of snow goggles on.

Blitz: *gets up* Ah, that was a big jump.

Bendy groans as he gets up, blubbering while shaking the snow off of him while Millie gets up, shivering and whimpering from the cold.

Blitz: Christ on a stick, I'm freezing my low red cock off!

Bendy: What do you expect? The Arctic is the coldest place on the fucking planet! Where is this thing supposed to be again?

Millie: The client said it was near the research station.

Moxxie: *gets up* Th-th-th-that research station?

They see a distant building over the horizon, which they assume is the station in question. Steeling their nerves, the group heads over to the building, trying to keep their minds off the cold... Like Moxxie is now by addressing his husband.

Moxxie: Love... I have a question.

Bendy: Alright, shoot. What's up?

Moxxie: If you're from Earth and it's supposed to be Antarctica's Midnight Sun right now, why is it dark out?

Bendy: Good question, Mox. And actually, the answer's pretty interesting. You see-

However, it cuts to Blitz badly mumble-singing to himself to get his mind off of the cold. This singing is somehow loud enough to block out Bendy's answer.

Blitz: 🎵Take the moon and take da sun- take errythin Dat seems like fun de de- See whaz cookin' tonight~!🎵

Moxxie: Huh, I see...

Millie: Hey, on this subject, how come we can survive in just these winter jackets while scientists and professionals need fancy special thermal gear?

Bendy: Well-

Blitz: 🎵Hellez fureva whether ya lik it or not! Hada chance to be betta now they boil in da pot- 🎵

Millie: Fascinating!

Bendy: Yeah. Got any other questions?

Moxxie: No, I think I'm starting to get a headache.

Blitz: Look alive, gang! Station on the port bow!

The imp points to a research station, its door is seen being repeatedly opened and closed. Blitz exhales and starts shivering.

Moxxie: Oh crumbs... *eyes broken window* That can't be good.

Blitz: Oh sh- yikes, yi-

They enter the station, only to see that it's full of dead bodies, each person looking like they've been killed in a gruesome fashion.

Bendy: What the hell happened here?

Millie: These guys were torn to shreds. I've seen Wrath beasts less brutal than this.

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