Helluva Boss: ''Helluva Human Kid''

Ch.146 - Loona's First Song to Sing

Green smoke slowly filled the wooden floors of Blitzø's old family cabin, as he continued staring at the cackling Mammon; who had Fizzarolli captured and trapped on the wall behind the TV, struggling to get out of a glow-in-the-dark web.

"You...!" Blitzø seethed, before pointing at Mammon. "This is my house. Go away!"

Mammon snickered in response at how stupid that sounded. "Pretty sure this is ME house, mate."

"Oh, of course." Blitzø spoke again, more sarcastically. "It's not like you had something to do with this reno."

"Blitzø, don't-!"

"Guilty!" Mam bowed sinisterly. "As charged..." he then laughed evilly again.

Struggling in the web again, Fizz soon rolled his eyes. "And to think, when I called for my big daddy, you worked too."

"Really?" Blitzø looked to his friend with a slight shine in his eyes.

"Ugh! Not like that, but sure." he cringed.

"Oh... But methinks it IS like that..." Mammon creepily replied, crawling over to Fizzarolli. "Don't get me wrong, like; Ew! As if the last relationship was any better. Am I right? Huh? W-Where's my cheering audience machine?"

"Your point?" Blitzø impatiently waved his hand.

"Blitzø...!" Fizz anxiously tried to warn him again.

"Well, I'm simply saying I remember you now." Mammon spoke to Blitzø again. "It just boggled me mind the first time I met you face-to-gun, and now, it's just fucked seeing you decide to come back without one. Some sauce on ya!"

But he was wrong. Blitzø held a gun in the holster of his belt underneath his bodyguard suit, which he kept his hand close to.

"That's right, I'm back." the imp crossed his arms. "I've visited this place as an adult too."

"Oh yeah! With the Goetias." Mammon scratched his chin. "But as far as I recall, it wasn't them who burnt the place down last, wasn't it?"

"Nope." Blitzø interrupted with a glare. "It was one of your fucking toys."

"HEY!"

Imagine if Fizz's voice was heard in the background as he heard that.

"Sorry..." Blitzø replied, continuing to glare.

"Okay. How 'bout... this..." Now the sin was hoping to REALLY get under his skin. "Did my little Fizzy burn my home to double-Hell... the FIRST time? I mean, what's up with ya? Don't you learn bloody anything from the fires you start? The cheek of ya for coming back here; a-and in particular, just as the telly-!"

"I am here. To rescue him!" Blitzø interrupted again, before smugly grinning.

"Seriously, do you ever rack off?" Mammon was starting to get bored.

"Sorry mate, but that's what makes Blitzo BLITZØ." Fizzarolli's glare also turned to a smirk.

"You don't get to CALL ME THAT AGAIN, BITCH!" Mam charged angrily at Fizz and smacked him across his cheek.

"OW!" he hissed in pain.

Blitzø started growling harder seeing him do that to his old BFF.

"And why am I even calling ya Fizzy anyway? That shipment of vibrators has sailed!" Mammon slapped his other cheek.

"HEY! Knock, it off!" Blitzø grabbed out his gun and pointed it at the sin. "That's my friend!"

"YOUR friend, has a BOY friend!" Mam protested in a pout.