Helluva Boss X Reader (Season 1)

CHAPTER 68: NEW PLAN

Blitzø: Alright, shut your assholes! Here's how we're gonna do this shit!

The small meeting room at I.M.P. headquarters was filled with papers, tools, and the usual chaos that characterized its workplace.

Blitzø stood in front of a whiteboard with his confident, theatrical attitude. Behind him, an easel held a series of sheets with hand-scribbled doodles.

Loona, Millie, and Moxxie sat around a table, watching their leader with a mix of skepticism and patience. Among them, Y/N, watched curiously, not quite sure what to expect.

The hellhound pup adjusted herself in her seat, attentive to what was coming next.

Blitzø turned to the easel and, with a quick movement, lifted the first sheet. The drawing showed doodles of the I.M.P. crew surrounded by little imps and clients, all with huge bags of money.

Blitzø: First, we find a fuck ton of clients.

Blitzø announced, pointing at the drawing with a pointer he held with authority. He flipped to the next page, which showed the I.M.P. figures falling through what looked like a portal.

Blitzø: We portal up.

The imp turned the page again. This time, the I.M.P. doodles were drawn with guns, shooting at human figures. Y/N frowned, uncomfortable at the crude violence depicted, though she knew that was part of their job.

Blitzø: We have our fun murder time as per usual.

He looked at his doodle proudly with a satisfied smile, as if he was recounting a simple afternoon of games.

Y/N, as she listened, couldn't help but think about what this meant. How many bad people were there in the human world for them to have to kill so many? The thought that there were so many cruel people out there - like the cannibals who nearly devoured them - made her uneasy.

She turned to look at her foster family, who were watching her father's plan attentively without showing any sign of perturbation.

Blitzø, unaware of the kid's inner dilemma, kept turning the pages with energy. On the next page, human bodies were being dumped into a canoe bearing the name "S.S. Cum Gutter."

Blitzø: We pile all the bodies into a big fuckin' canoe.

The I.M.P. chief continued enthusiastically, moving his pointer back and forth.

Blitzø: We push said canoe into some water...

The drawing of Blitzø was kicking the canoe in the next illustration.

Blitzø: We light it on fire to attract the sharks and eagles 'n shit. Maybe a goose, too! Fuck it!

He said as he drew a hasty doodle of a goose eating the carcasses along with the rest of the animals.

Blitzø: They come and eat the bodies, we win the bet...

He smiled widely, as he turned the page, which showed the I.M.P. figures celebrating, with Loona sporting a party hat.

Blitzø: We rub it in that sloppy bitch's drunken whore-ass face...

The drawings now showed the figures giving their middle finger towards a Verosika drawing, crying her eyes out.

Finally, Blitzø turned around, looking at his team with a satisfied smile.

Blitzø: Do you have... any questions?

He threw the pointer through the window, breaking it, however no one paid attention to the loud sound of breaking glass.

Everyone stared at their boss, perplexed. The silence in the room stretched uncomfortably as Blitzø maintained his triumphant pose, clearly waiting for some reaction. Finally, it was Moxxie who broke the silence.