Helluva Boss: ''Helluva Human Kid''

A Picnic 🧺 and a Show-Up 🎪

The taxi soon dropped Balin and Loona off back at the McDonalds where they had dinner at the last time they were in No-Name Town. The two hopped out of the car Loona, still in her human form, tipped the driver with a neutral-looking smile, having respected that he was an elderly gentleman.

As he drove away, she then picked up the human boy and put him on her shoulders for yet another fun ride to the street where his old house was and where the park was close from.

Not long after she looked at the McDonalds, thinking about that handsome worker bud of Balin's that she spoke to with a blush on her face.

As the two journeyed up the hill, Loona decided to get cheeky. "So Balin, is there any exciting grub you wanna see at our picnic?" she grinned at him from underneath.

"Come on, Loona." pouted Balin playfully. "We shopped for the groceries together. You know what we're having. Chocolate." 

Hearing that made her laugh. "Aww, you little squirts and your candy addiction. At least you have a healthier addiction than me." the booze and meth-addicted hellhound joked. "...Anything else?"

"Let's see... sandwiches with cheese, sandwiches with jelly, sandwiches with Vegemite," Loona made a fake bleh sound at the Vegemite part, which made Balin laugh and continue. "Earl grey tea, sausage rolls, cupcakes, pink milks *whispers* they're my best friend's favourite, oranges, radishes, and Nutella dips."

"Whoa, time out there, Fatty Jr." giggled Loona again. "Don't you think that's a lot for a kiddo your age?"

Soon, they reached the corner of his street, giving Loona the moment to raise her trickery to the next level.

"What else do we need, huh? What about some... more milk?" she began jiggling her breasts with a wry smile.

"Hmm... nope. I prefer strawberries" Balin replied, pretending not to get her joke.

"Ooooh. How about raspberries?" Loona retorted back, as she ducked by one of the house's bushes to lift his shirt up and give him her beloved raspberries. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Balin laughed.

The home owner was an elderly lady watching the footy on her arm-couch right next to the windows as she read the daily newspaper. Hearing the laughter, she looked at the two with her glasses on, and smiled seeing this affectionate yet secretive moment with each other before going back to her paper.

"Alright, come on, we're not that far." chuckled Loona as she and the kid walked through his old neighbourhood holding hands. They soon passed his house, which still had the 'for sale' sign nailed in the lawn. "See hi Balin." she cooed cheekily, making him wave his hand with her fingers.

As the two went through the shortcut to the park, they then saw the I.M.P already set up for the picnic. They were right about the snacks they had brought, as they had sandwiches, chocolate, and even tea.

"Hello darling." Millie said to Balin as he sat in between her and Loona. "How'd it go?"

"It went great, Millie. Thanks" he kindly sat as she said. He then noticed the gang were in bad costumes and giggled.

"What's so funny?" Blitzø said with his mouth full with a sandwich. "Why are you wearing those weird costumes?" he asked with a giggly smile.

"Oh, those are just our human disguises Balin. Ya know, 'cause we're demons?" Moxxie hinted. "Ohhh." Balin got the idea of what they were doing, but still chuckled underneath his breath.

"Well, let's not just sit here playing spin the bottle. Let's dig in." Loona announced. "What's spin the bottle?" Balin asked her. "Ohh, definitely adult stuff!" Blitzø replied to him rather weirdly.