"sorry, i fucked your wife." blitza croaked, flashing a razor-toothed grin at prince stellan before getting out of that courtyard before he noticed the priceless artifact of his tucked under her arm and murdered her for stealing it (and for fucking...
"You do everything right in life and you still end up down here." Mrs. Mayberry said, leaning against a table as she smoked a cigarette in Blitza's office. "I was a good person before it all went down. I was good my entire life."
She began to tell the story of how she ended up down here. She'd been having a normal day with her Grade 1 class when she remembered today was her husband's birthday and someone suggested they FaceTime him to sing happy birthday, but the FaceTiming only showed that he'd been cheating on her with some blonde-haired Southern lady who Mrs. Mayberry didn't even know. In a fit of rage, she'd ignored her student telling her to "think before you act" and drove home to use her shotgun on both her husband and his mistress. Then on herself.
"After one measly massacre propelled by blind rage." Mrs. Mayberry culminated. "So that's why I'm here. To get my revenge."
"I mean, was she hotter?" Blitza asked, smirking.
Mrs. Mayberry glared.
"Anyway, it sounds like everyone who wronged you is already down here with you, tits." Blitza said. "Guess the problem solved itself? Boop." She booped Mrs. Mayberry on the nose.
"Not all of them." Mrs. Mayberry said through gritted teeth, crushing the cigarette in her hand. "The whore survived. And now they all call her a hero. Between the talk shows and the donation bullshit, she made so much goddamn cash that getting shot was the best thing to ever happen to her!"
"You're a hero!" An interviewer said.
"You're a hero!" A man said as he fucked Martha.
"You're a hero, girl!" A dark-skinned woman said as she jogged with Martha.
"My mama's a hero!" Martha's son said to the grocery store cashier, who agreed with him wholeheartedly.
"You're a hero!" A priest said as he and Martha were praying side-by-side.
"You're a hero!" Mrs. Mayberry's class said as Martha stood in front of them.
"You're a hero!" Another man who was butt-fucking her said.
Mrs. Mayberry slammed her purple fists onto the desk, cracking the wood. "SHE IS NOT A HERO!" she screamed, leaning forward to be right in Blitza's face.
"Uh, yeah, yeah, my thoughts exactly." Blitza said nervously. Underneath her desk, she desperately pressed on a button that said 'Deranged Client'.
The other buttons said 'More Coffee', 'Soiled my Skirt', 'Horny Client', 'Client Giving Birth', 'Ghost', and 'Starla'.
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Moxxie and Millie didn't notice their boss's cry for help, as Moxxie was practicing how to shoot. Lunar held up a photo of Martha and her family while Moxxie aimed his gun at it. His hands were shaking too bad to shoot right.
