Helluva Boss: ''Helluva Human Kid''

Ch.134 - ''Scene of the F**k-Up''

A/N: Inspired by the Ghostf**kers chapter.

THAT MORNING...

It was now a slow work day at the offices of I.M.P, and as Blitzø sat in his office, Moxxie sat at Loona's reception desk, taking care of paperwork and phone-calls from various clients.

One of which he was speaking to at the moment.

"Hello, Immediate Murder-..." he said gleefully, before the client started chattering on the phone.

And what he was listening to, Moxxie soon showed a flat face.

"...Why yes. I am our hellhound receptionist."

*PHONE CHATTER*

"OK, let me just check what they're like." the white-haired imp pinched his nose.

"Psst! Tell them they're... meaty." Millie whispered cheekily. "Get it? Wolves, meat?"

"Millie, please!" a flustered Moxxie seethed through his teeth, before moving back to the phone-call. "Anyways, who's the asshole on Earth you need us to kill?"

*PHONE CHATTER*

Grabbing a pen, Moxxie started writing down the details of the client's target of choice on a notepad.

"Kill, this sack of shit... wanted, for... doing that sack of shit..." he said to himself out loud writing the notes, before going back to the call. "So, you want us to... arrest, a client wanted for arresting your school concert for not following, ...C-Covid, guidelines?"

...

Elsewhere...

"Correctamundo, young, uh... man." the mysterious client said from the other side of the phone. "I'd like to be the one who reads out this charge of theirs, whatever electric chair he stands or sits."

"Uhh, sir, you do realise you're calling a hitman group, right?" Moxxie asked. "At times we do investigations, only because the first one ended badly, but arrests?"

"Nothing to worry about, whatsoever." the client continued, looking through the blinds as if he was staring at someone. "I heard that this group... really knows how to take a step to new places."

...

"...I guess that sounds... like a win-win." Moxxie scratched his chin skeptically. "Still, I'll have to check that with the boss. So, please hold"

Moxxie placed the bone-phone right next to the receiver and walked from Loona's desk into Blitzø's office, where he saw the boss slowly eating one carton of Ben & Jerry's ice-cream as he watched a TV show called 'Ghostfuckers'.

A very confusing sight...

"Uhh, sir?" Moxxie spoke quietly before speaking quickly. "Two questions! Are you doing okay, and, we have a client who's wishing to make an arrest before we kill that son-of-a-bitch, or he kills that son-of-a-bitch, or something invisible kills-"

"Moxx, I get it, okay? They're your bitch." Blitzø stopped him, with a gentle sigh. "First answer: You know me, I'm okay with requests. Just kill the fucker before anyone sees you. And second answer: I-I'm fine. I just, had a... weird sleep, last night."

"Whatever you say." Moxxie was about close the door, before looking back at him. "You had a Devo-dream yet?"

"Oh... no, I just... watched you sleep again!" he chuckled anxiously. "What, are you two using your tails now?"

"...Yes?" Moxxie shrugged, but widened his eyes as the door closed. "Wait, wha-? NO-!"

Releasing a relieved sigh and a little chuckle, Blitzø couldn't help but feel a little emotional and quiet, as he sat in his chair thinking about the dream he had last night, about Loona and his crew taking care of and playing with Balin Johnson as a baby.