Helluva Boss

Mission: Whacked Off (Short)

On Blitzo's desk lay two newspapers: "DAILY NEWS: MAMA MIA! MARINARA HEIST TIED TO LOCAL MOB!" The picture on the front page showed crime scene numbers on the ground and a broken bottle of tomato sauce.

The manilla folder showed the profile of the new target, a white thin man with black hair with a white streak at the top, flinching away from the camera. He wore a big red bowtie like Moxxie and a navy-blue suit with a white undershirt. He also had freckles on his nose.

Target: Paulie Paesano a.k.a. the Gabagool Tool

Location: Caldwell, New Joisey

Description: Mobster, son of famous mafia crime boss Luigi Paesano

Info: Little schmuck whacked me after I caught him skimming our inventory. He has no part in this family and I want him gone and out of the boss' hair for good.

A dreadful feeling flooded through Moxxie.

"Okay, this shouldn't be too hard," he told himself. "In fact, it should be easy now that we're going together..."

"Hey Mox," Blitzo called. "I'mma let you handle this one solo."

Moxxie's heart dropped, and his eyes widened. "W-wait, what? Sir, are you sure you want me doing this job alone?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Was this on purpose?"

Blitzo grinned. "Of course, Mox..."

Blitzo smiled as he and Millie stood in a rowboat in the Greed Ring. "'Cause me and Millie are going leeching!"

"Leech! Leech! Leech!"

Blitzo and Millie cheered as they stood on the boat. They wore fishing outfits: dark boots, yellow shirts, overalls and indigo baseball caps. "Men love me, leeches fear me," was on Blitzo's cap. Blitzo swung his fishing pole around. "Ship happens" was spray painted in yellow on the boat's side. The tube-shaped plants around them blinked with yellow eyes.

Millie grinned as she held a sharp harpoon and stabbed it onto the boat. "I'm gonna harpoon me a big ol' leech!" Millie called in a sing-song voice.

"LEECH! LEECH! LEECH! LEECH! LEECH!" they chanted happily.

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Moxxie peered by an open window in concern as two men talked in an office. Luigi was not happy with his son, Paulie. Luigi looked similar to Paulie: white skin, black hair with a white streak, and a navy-blue suit. He was heavier and had a scar across one eye.

"You disobeyed me," Luigi chided as he pointed a finger at him. "You disrespected me and now one of my most trusted confidantes is dead!"

Moxxie glared as he held his pistol decorated with blood stain designs and a music note. As he looked at Paulie with his head lowered and his arms behind his back, his times in the mafia with Crimson started to come back to him.

"I don't you where I went wrong in raising youse," Luigi continued.

"Tommy Two-Holes was a rat! You gotta believe me!" Paulie proclaimed. "I did what I had to do! For you! For this family!"

"Don't gimme that shit, Paulie!" Luigi seethed as Moxxie scurried stealthily up the wall, diving inside through another open window. "You never gave a fettuccini fuck about this family. I gave you everything and this is what I get in return?"

Moxxie snuck down the hallway with his pistol raised, leaning against the door. He flinched as he heard footsteps and dashed off to hide.

"Get out of my sight," Luigi spat.