The three kings of hell

Mission: orphan time

[File lands on desk]

IMP File:

Target: Frank McTickly Wrigglers AKA "Mr. Wrigglers"

Location: Hugging Dove Charity

Description: Freakishly kind and disturbingly charitable.

Info:

Runs a public broadcast children's television show.

Showed me up in highschool.

[The scene changes to a blue sky with birds chirping. A portal opens next to a car, with Blitzo Mark and Loona walking out. They creep up to a building.]

Blitzo: Alright Loony, today we're dealing with a children's "entertainer". Goes by... Mr. Wrigglers. Thought this would be a good one for you and me, and I think you know why.

Mark: I'm here too you know.

Loona: Uh, yeah. I hate that sunshine and rainbows shit. These guys always turn out to be sickos. Where are we? His third world sex resort? His slave-cult compound?

[A sign is shown with an inscription "Hugging Dove Charity for Dying Orphans and Injured Puppies".]

Blitzo: I just thought he would be really easy to kill, y'know? And then we could have the whole rest of the day for daddy daughter time!

Mark: Again, I'm here.

Loona: Ugh. Fine.

[Loona activates her human disguise.]

[Mark does the same.]

Blitzo: Okay, you go on and I'll just sneak in.

[Somewhat fittingly, Blitzo climbs a wall like a lizard, entering the window. Loona and mark enter the building through its front door, then walk into a hallway labelled "Administration". Loona opens Mr. Wrigglers' door.]

Loona: Holy shit, that was just unlocked.

Mr Wrigglers: Well, of course! My door's always open to a new friend. Would you two happen to be an orphans?

Mark: I'm not.

Loona: Wh- Am I a what?

Mr. Wrigglers: An orphan?

Loona: Y-yeah, actually I am. How did you-

Mr. Wrigglers: From the charity event!

Loona: Oh! Uh. Yes.

Mr. Wrigglers: Well isn't that just a wonderful thing that makes you special? What can I do to brighten up your day?

Loona: Yeah, you can cut the Santa Claus shit, I actually came to kill you.

Mr. Wrigglers: Oh, heavens... These Wish-a-Wish things sure have gotten mighty extreme. Well, if that would make you happy, you're more'n welcome. Anything for an orphan.

[Suddenly, Blitzo falls into the room between the two from a vent, screaming.]

Loona: Oh, he's an orphan too, he has... fucking... red-itis.

Mr. Wrigglers: Oh hello there, special friend!

Blitzo: Hiiiii... Loona, what's the- what's the deal here? Were you waiting on me?

Loona: Yeah, I was just about to shoot him. You want to get comfortable, or any last requests?

Mr. Wrigglers: Oh, I- I wouldn't want to be a bother! Given your limited time left on this earth I'd like you to enjoy it.

Loona: *sighs* We might have a sec. What is it?

Mr. Wrigglers: I just wanna say goodbye to my children.