Our Helluva Boss~

Babysitting Duties

*3rd pov and at Stelia's mansion*

Inside Stelia's mansion, a sigh of contentment is heard. Y/n is shown lighting a cigarette on Stelia's bed and folds his arms behind his head while Stelia's arms are tied up to the bed.

Stelia:I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon.

Stelia was also wearing a ball gag and harness, her hands tied to the headboard with rope.

Y/n:When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about...

He then uses the cigar to burn the rope, freeing Stelia, who takes y/n's cigar from him and takes a long drag of it.

Y/n:But, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll.

Stelia:As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself.

Stelia then puts out the cigarette in one of y/n's horns and pinches his cheek before y/n shoves her away.

Stelia:The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion! It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals.

Y/n pulls a feather out of his mouth in disgust.

Y/n:Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks

Stelia then sits up.

Stelia:Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all...

Stelia pulls the covers over her head and her head appears near y/n's crotch.

Stelia:...special access~

She chuckles lustfully.

Y/n:Look, I told you, we're not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing we did badly.

Stelia then stands up with the covers on her head before she does a playful owl head tilt.

Stelia:I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year.

Y/n;Well if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway.

Stolas: (baby-talk voice) Aww, I'm sowwy your clients will have to wait...

She said in a baby-talk before y/n gives a dismissive hand wave.

Y/n:Oh, fuck my clients!

*Timeskip and with M n M*

Moxxie and Millie were currently asleep in their bed until Mixxie's phone lights up and a Phantom of the Opera organ ringtone is heard. Mixxie taps the phone to silence it and rolls over before the phone rings again. In annoyance, Mixxie grabs the phone and sits up.

Mixxie:What do you want, sir?

Y/n (phone):Hey, hope I didn't wake ya, Mix! How would you and Mils like to visit the Wrath Ring for some harvest bullshit this year?

Millie sits up in excitement.

Millie:The Harvest Moon Festival?! Yee-fuckin'-haw!

Mixxie then sighs.

Mixxie:Well, Millie likes the idea. Wait... Where are you calling from?

Y/n suddenly falls down onto the bed from the ceiling. His phone bonks him on the head as Mixxie narrows her eyes as y/n purrs happily.
Mixxie looks annoyed while Millie seems amused.