Join triplets descendants of a mighty Hellhound in wacky adventures in hell...
Two are helping the princess of Hell with her new passion project while the other "works" with his hellhound girlfriend at a company called I.M.P
And things do happen!
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[The scene cuts to a skyscraper on a sunny day.]
Hound: (Offscreen, Comm) You are almost there, guys. Just a few inches and you'll be directly below the target.
Blitzo: Ow, ow, ow!
[We see the target, William Diddle, sitting at his desk. He is smoking a cigar whilst reading a couple of reports. In the background, moaning can be heard, as well as metallic noises.]
Moxxie: We don't all fit, sir.
Millie: Ow! Your horns are in my face!
Blitzo: Dammit Moxxie, move your ass! I need a better angle!
[It turns out that the three imps are crawling in a vent just above their target's head. They indeed don't fit, and have deformed the vent as a result.]
Moxxie: Sir! This is a terrible plan! I told you we could've just poisoned his daily coffee.
Blitzo: Wha- and ruin a perfectly good mochaccino? Not on your worthless life.
Millie: (sotto voce) Blitzo, if you wanna kill him up close, why don't you just portal in behind him?
Blitzo: Because that's fucking boring, Millie.
Moxxie: Why do you always need to make each hit we make a spectacle? We have over a few dozen delayed contracts due to it.
Blitzo: Hey! It's not my fault that Hound turned out to be a popular Exorcist killer vigilante who made us more popular and profitable than ever.
Hound: (Offscreen, Comm) Fuck off.
Moxxie: Then why not have Hound shoot him from his position?
Blitzo: Will you shut up?! My plan is good.
Moxxie / Millie: No it's not!
Blitzo: You know what, if you're just gonna shit on me and my plan, then there's the door. Hound and I will take care of this ourselves.
Hound: (Sarcastic, Comm) Great...
[Blitzo rubs the Asmoden crystal on his hand and manifests a portal behind them.]
Millie: Blitz.
Blitzo: Go!
[Millie crawls back into the portal. Moxxie follows suit, but hesitates halfway through the portal. Millie then grabs him by the head and pulls him in.]
Blitzo: Question my decisions, try to make me feel stupid. I'm the fucking boss of this operation, and I deserve some fucking-
[Blitzo breaks the vent and falls out of it, screaming. He falls right on the target, which sends documents flying. He gets up, but there is blood dripping from his horns. A drop of blood falls on his nose, and it is revealed that he gored the target's head, which is stuck to his horn.]
