INSPIRED BY THE 'LOONA THE CARETAKER' SERIES by METALBRONY823:
When the Immediate Murder Professionals (I.M.P) are called in to kill a target from Hell, Loona the hellhound finds a lost human boy snooping on them.
Suddenly guilty of harming him, she...
Blitzø returned to his apartment in his regular clothes with a whistle and three bags. One full of paperwork and the other two filled with groceries: one with the bodies of targets from work, and the other with actual food.
To Blitzø, the target-filled grocery bag was for one reason only.
"Ooh, Loonie-Tooney! I've got your dinner for tonight!" he sang out to her like a Disney prince. "I couldn't tell whether you wanted eyes, lungs, or pancreas, but I still got some fresh tweats for an easy supper!"
The eccentric imp happily awaited for a response from her, but she didn't say anything. Nothing did.
So Blitzø looked around the room, scanning it with his eyes until they finally landed on Loona's room, where he found a note amongst the rest of her warning notes that read...
'Tex invited me to another party. B home late, as per. Do NOT wait up or steak out!'
"Ugh, fuckin' dammit, Loona." groaned Blitzø, rolling his eyes and pinching his nose in frustration at Tex.
Soon, for some strange reason, he realised to himself Loona wasn't home and suddenly put on a sneaky smirk.
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He knew what he was thinking was probably against the fatherly image he had been making himself for the last 5 years, but this is Blitzø we're talking about here. A father with the average mind of an 18-year-old.
So in all his cheekiness, he slowly opened the bedroom door.
"Hehehehehehehe." he snickered to himself as he slithered into her room. "FUUUUUUUCK!" he soon screamed in horror. "Heh... heh... heh... heh... heh..." he walked out of the room slowly with a stunned expression, realising what a mistake it was to go in there.
What he witnessed in Loona's room? Too long... too traumatic...
"Huh. I wonder what else she and Verosika's... canine, get up to at those parties." he said out loud to himself.
...
To answer his question, Loona and Tex were in a world made out of dog foods, including bacon and the occasional biscuits, chasing a scurry of squirrels made out of cheese curls at full speed as they barked.
"I'mma beat you this time, Loona!" chuckled Tex.
"For the last time Tex, I didn't win!" laughed Loona as she panted. "I just slipped, far in front!"
"Exactly!" the buff male hellhound then bolted all the way in front of her and continued the chase.
Soon, the cheese-curl scurry scattered across the delicious forests as one of them clambered up a hill made of a spicy Italian sausage, where the two hellhounds stopped in front of.
