Hi everyone enjoys this long Drabble.

Summary: If things turn out different from Season 1 Episode 5. A mix of the story, episode and new twist. What could possibly happen?

(Note: Moxxie join IMP when Blitzo had the business open for a while. Not by choice at the time. Flaw works privately and does not tell anyone. Only met the other IMP workers at that time along with Stolas and anyone else. Never met Striker. Let's go!)

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/Text

Voices/Text/Flashback

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"Hey Millie how many siblings do you have all together? I remember you mention two." Blitzo asked her. As he drives the IMP van through the desert road of Wrath. The scar face imp just watching the road. He wants to see horses again!

"Five! Plus, if you count my sister-in-law. Hunter and his wife will be there the day after the festival. Sallie May, Colt, Blaze and Rusty will be there. Along with whoever helping out on the farm." Millie explained with a happy bounce. The raven young are just so happy. Get to spend time at the festival with her family.

"So, what exactly so great about this festival. Stolas really didn't explain it much." Then again, the owl was too busy fantasizing the idea about doing it in a farm house. Or a corn maze. He is really about to get the owl a toy.

"Well, every year the festival gets a curse from the red moon. To help the crops all around Wrath. All around Wrath everyone does the festival. We are lucky this year Stolas doing it close where I live. Oh, and the moon can still be seen all around the ring too!"

"Does it exactly work?"

"No, clue! The crops still growing so who to say."

"Sound bogus." Loona grunts as she is on her phone. The young hellhound was just annoyed with all this. Already typing a long rant being out here with shit and corn. At least she won't have to work at the farm.

"For you all maybe. Also, thanks again yall help out in the farm."

"No, Problem Millie! Better than paying a motel." Blitzo grinned while Loona groans. "Don't worry Loonie doesn't have to do so much work. You have been a tough worker!"

"Some vacation my ass."

"Vacation. Business trip. Work. Work! Isn't that right Mox?" Stare at the mirror.

The glasses wearing weapon expert just stared at him. A heated look from their Heterochromia pupils.

"Come on stop giving me that look! We're all in this together! This is a free trip."

Another look and turned away.

"Mill tell them they're being a stick in the ass!"

"Mox come on it won't be too bad." Millie smile at her silent companion

Moxxie glance at her. Posture less stiffens. Out of the three. She was the only one who gets less out the heated look. Along with other reasons.

"Yeah, Fatty quite complaining. Maybe this work will take some weight off."

Almost kick Loona seat but held back. Not worth it. Heard worse. Will cut off the internet later instead. Besides, I would rather not fix a broken windshield.

It's not like they didn't want to be here in Wrath. In fact, they miss their home ring. Just grouchy having to be with the group instead of with their Madre. Well, Millie they can work with. The other two just lack care till they overstep.

Sure, they were told this trip only happened because they couldn't use the book. Stolas 'offering' to invite them. Well, Blitzo accepted, without asking them first, and here they are now. On their way to stay at Millie family home for a few days till the festival arrived.

They could have just gone separate and headed the other way. But nope Blitzo made this a 'work' business trip. Business their ass. It's not that they can't find a way to see her. But it will be almost impossible if they have to share a room. No, showing magic. Pretend they are sleeping unless the other sleeps. Along with can't wash the stuff off their face now.

Close their eyes.

At least they can see the moon.

"Now, now Loonie can't let baby hands overwork. Going to get heat exhaustion in that outfit and scarf. You know you can wear something less hmm material."

Ignore him.

"Come on I won't judge. Look at what I'm wearing and still killing it."

Got an eye roll instead.

"Prude ass." Blitzo muttered.

Honestly, they really need to loosen the fuck out. Like come on! If you're going ignore their advances then loosen up in general! Okay, granted maybe telling them to fix the wall last month after what those sinners did. May have crossed the line, along with budget. But it is fixed now. Even made them Employee of the Month again! This trip is for all of them! Granted he would have probably preferred Envy beaches. But hey free is free. Plus, he get to meet Millie folks! Can see how many demons she stabs in her baby pictures.

"Were here!" Millie smiles big as she jumps from the back seat. Lean out up front.

They see an entrance with a sign that says, Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch. Along with the fences that surround the whole farm property. On view could see a farmhouse along with a ranch not far away with some pens in the open. At the entrance there were two older imps.

Millie jumps out of the van and runs up to them with a big smile. "Mama! Daddy!"

"Yeeeee-hawwww!" Joe caught his daughter. Hugs and spins her around. Then he places her down as he ruffled her hair. "How's my deadly little pumpkin spice doing?"

"I'm good, Pa! Thanks for letting' us stay here for the harvest jamboree."

"It's no trouble." Lin smiled at her daughter. "We know you aren't making as much anymore since y'all went "freelance"."

"Freelance pays fine, Ma! We're doing fiiiiine!" Her smile face turn to serious mode. "It's fine. Speaking of fine. Meet my boss Blitzo! And his hellhound!"

"I'm not just his hellhound." Loona growled.

"Yeah!" Blitzo holds Loona to his side proudly. "She's, my daughter!"

"Only on paper." Brush her long mane out the way as she takes her phone out. "Y'all don't deserved to know my name."

Blitzo walks over to Millie's parents to greet them. In their own charming way. "It's a pleasure to finally meet the sperm and egg factory that popped out this little gem of an assassin. You two raised a sturdy bitch!"

Joe, Lin looks at each other. Then showed proud looks. "That we did! So, Blitzo, is it? Heh heh. That's a fine name.

Blitzo and Joe shake hands.

"It reminds me of war." Lin sighs happily

"Nothing like a little war to make a strong man!" Joe flexes his bicep.

"I like you people." Blitzo gave them a chill smile.

"Speaking of liking people. Moxxie come meet my folks!"

Moxxie, stop as they approach a pen. Then walk back to be by Millie side. Arms in their pockets.

"Ma, Pa this is our other employee Moxxie!" Millie grins at the pair. "Moxxie my folks."

Moxxie stare at them and gave a small nod. Then turn back to walk around.

"They're quiet but will come around." Millie smiles a bit.

"Quiet, and tiny one." Joe did not look impressed.

"Pa."

"Are you dating them?"

"Ma! No, I'm not."

"Oh, thank Satan."

"Seriously, Pa." Millie had an unimpressed look. Blitzo laughed at the suggestion. Moxxie couldn't tell with the scarf hiding their mouth. "Moxxie a great worker and not a complainer."

"Mhm may be slow but a good employee." Blitz chimed in. "Look baby hands may not look it but really good with weapons. Should see them hold a sniper. Gah jealous sometimes."

"Guns get the job done but a man ain't nothing' if he can't tear the head off a hellish beast with only his bare hands!" Joe squeezing his hands together. "Along with if those hands are found with the physical work on the farm. Look like they haven't done physical labor."

Millie opens and closes her mouth. Not sure what to say. Since well they can't make that call. Loona snorted as she on her phone.

Blitzo laughs. "HAAAA! Might have to keep Moxxie inside then. To not overwork. Aint that right, Moxxie?" Turn to look at them approached.

Moxxie just sent them a neutral look.

"I'm about order you to take that scarf off. Even if it looks mysterious and hot. But along with heat stroke." Motion their outfit that was just the same thing they wear at work. Get a no reaction look. "Fine! But don't get prissy when I throw water at you. Don't need to overwork your cute wittle baby body like your baby- "

A warning clicks underneath the sleeve.

"Fuck sake lighten up I'm joking." Just got a look at the nerdy glasses. Then just walk back to the van. "Maybe the farm life might help a bit. Or at least scream."

"Hey where some the helpers?" Millie asked her parents. Sees her Pa grunt with their arms crossed.

"Lost one of our farmhands to a hell tornado not too long ago."

"Bummer."

"A pain the neck but hey was able to get some strong help. In fact, I should call him over." Let out a whistle. "Hey Striker! Come meet everyone!"

Loud noise could be heard. Then I can hear it was clopping. On a cue a black flaming hell horse could be seen coming their way. Along with their rider who was wearing a cowboy hat. Their tail with spikes shown to lift up a bit and whip the horse flank. The huge beast leaps over the fence. Rears up close to the group and roars. The sees the imp with a black mustache and ivory hair can be seen under the hat. Spiral yellow and green eyes. Smile at them to see a gold tooth with a stalk in his mouth.

"Well, howdy!"

"I don't know which one I want to touch first." Blitz whispered to Millie, Moxxie. Eyes goes to the majestic beast and then to the hottie cowboy. Didn't see or care that Millie snicker, while Moxxie look at them. Like why did you tell me that?

Striker gets off the horse and walks toward Millie. Can see he was around Blitzo height. "Lookie here. You must be famous Mildred. Heard some good things about your folk's little lady."

"Ohhh!" Millie laughs sheepishly with a small flush. "Hopefully not overboard."

"Only the best about my kid." Joe said proudly.

Striker shakes Millie's hand. "Heard yall be spending a few days with us? The free working' finally slowing' down in the big city?"

"Oh, no! Freelance isn't free! It's a- Nope not going there. We're just visiting' for the festival, help out. You see the prince is our boss boyyyyfrieeeend!" Millie spoke very dramatically as she snickered at Blitzo unimpressed look.

"Millie, I am not above hitting a female in front of her daddy."

"Boss, huh?" Striker looks at Blitzo up and down. "Ohhh, so YOU'RE the bold imp to start his own killing biz?"

"Yeah, well if you're good at somethin', you should probably capitalize."

"Not many Imps start businesses on their own. That's pretty impressive, sir."

"Oh!" Blitzo took back a bit but then started to grin big. Finally, if slowly, others begin to notice. "Yeah? It is-- I- I- I guess- I guess it is, isn't it?"

"So, you even conned that ditzy blueblood into gettin' you to the surface?" Striker and Blitzo shake hands.

"Well, it's long and complicated, but the short answer is yes. But he's not like, you know-- W- We're y- We're not, like... We're not doing it... We w- What's betw- It's a transactional fucking, you see. "Blitzo makes a sexual motion with his hands.

"Seriously you have to do that shit here." Loona growled at Blitzo.

"Who this little lady." Striker looked at Loona.

"I'm not little!"

"My daughter!" Blitzo grins and hugs the growling hellhound.

"I see. I bet you make sure your father gets his business straightened out."

Loona snorts a bit. "He lucky indeed I work there."

"Bet you great out there on the field. Get the target in an instant."

"Should take notes Blitz. If he can tell I can actually do shit faster in the field." Loona not looking at them. But a bit please someone notice she can go out again. Guess a few of these hicks have smarts. A little annoyed not able to go back to Earth again after the whole Verosika, and hottie yet no single Vortex incident. She may not like work but can make it faster than cooped up in that damn office with these damn employees.

"Now Loonie we talk about this." Blitz in father mode. "Got to keep you safe and away from those furry goth sickos!"

"I can protect my ass!"

"Will talk about its later sweetie. Now last and certainly not least besides height, attitude Moxxie!" Blitzo tail grab the twitching imp. "Don't mind them if they don't talk or shake your hand at first. They're just a rude pipsqueak."

Moxxie tail smack Blitz tail to let go. Got a yelp but didn't care. Stare at the taller imp in front of him.

"What do we have here?"  Striker looks down at them. Pull out the stalk out their mouth. Hand on their hip. "My you must be the secretary of the group?"

"Would have been but Loonie needed the job. She a better people person." Blitzo pitched in. "Our resident weapon expert."

"Really now." The hybrid glances back at the shorter scarf wearing imp. "Hmm a bit small to be able to carry all those weapons."

"That's what I thought too but damn you be surprised how much stuff they can hide. Now." Push Moxxie to the side. "That gorgeous horse. What is their name?"

Rude asses. Alright sure they'll admit they can be rude too. Just don't want to speak unless they have to or want to. Why can't they get that for the past few months?  At least Millie is not pushing about it.

"You know Blitz you should enter the pain games. If you want to try out what it is like to be part of Wrath.

"Games? What games?"  Blitzo scurries to Joe side. "I'm defiantly in."

"Every harvest festival, there's a competition to be the roughest, toughest bastard in Wrath!" Lin explained to the pair.

Millie crosses her arms and pouts. "Yeah! Wish I could play!"

The mother let out a sigh and touched her arm. "Millie, you know you get too carried away. The last competition ended in fifteen separate funerals."

"I'm aware, but I only caused nine of them! How come Sallie May still get to compete?"

"Your sister doesn't have a neighborhood head count."

"She so does!"

On cue a taller imp comes out as she carries a sack. A smaller younger imp drags an Imp body in the background. "It doesn't count if they don't find the bodyyyyyy!"

"Don't you start bragging you jerk?"

"Still, you get to root for her and your brothers, and now you can cheer on your boss!"

"Maybe should put fatty in it too." Loona types on her phone.

On cue practically anyone not from IMP started to laugh. Blitzo did join in the laugh awkwardly.

"What funny joke did I say?" She stops to look at them.

"Sorry, it's just." Joe calms down and looks back at the smaller imp. "But I don't think sensitive, thespian types would last very long in the games."

"They can play if they want to or not." Millie hands on her hip. Even if she was slightly unsure.

Look IMP may have been around for six months now. Which was the start of the assassination in the business. You could say at this point you can figure out the other skills.

Blitzo the leader with the 'amazing' plans, can shoot very well, different ways to kills, runs a fine establishment, and is the boss man.

Millie the mazing brute strength and skilled in bladed3 weapons. Her favorite was her battle axe. Brings in the spunk of the group. Get along well with Blitz as the pair can talk to each other.

Loona their resident hellhound. Their IMP secretary that our clients have to go through. After many phone calls until she answers or the clients just come. Actually, it is a good tracker from the last mission if not distracted.

Then there Moxxie. The last one to join. Their weapon expert. Along with other duties that Blitzo will get them to do. Either because Blitzo doesn't want to do it, Loona won't do her work or an 'order' to get it all done.

Like that stupid wall they finally fixed.

But really the three think Moxxie is physically well not the strongest. From what they notice. Sure, haven't seen them truly fight. Plus, usually shoot a distance away. Just to get the job over and done. Then the whole mess when the Catfish monster almost ate them.

They just look physically small and helpless.

"So, then." Striker arms crossed. "Is the little one going to play? Or just watch on the side lines."

"Can be a cheerleader! Cheer your amazing boss on." Blitz grins.

The teasing at some point finally stops. Moxxie can't fully give an answer when it stops. Just someone said something while getting dinner. Then move to the pig pen. Only it was staring at them as they held their bag. Just blank out. Prefer it when they blank out than hear it. It gets a bit too much when you hear these teases, harassment and insults a lot. Just feels like they get the extra kick no matter where they go and from who. No matter who they turn out to be. It just seems to follow them. Even if the roles and reasons are different.

Just deal with it until they can be alone.

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Dinner was already being made when they drove to Wrath. The pig had to be cooked but besides that dinner was ready to be served!

"-Then swoosh a dagger to the head!" Millie talks about their missions to her folks, along with anyone else listening. Blitzo jumps in a lot to help out, along with his part.

"So, much blood like wow where did it all come from!" Blitz snickered and took a bite of his meal.

"No, bad." Joe laughed while Lin had a proud look. "I would have preferred the hammer."

"Too many witnesses. Got to be professional."

"I'll say. You two definitely did the job fast." Striker taking a bite into his meal as he listens.

"I think Sis may have over exaggerated and got a little sloppy."

"Like your make up Sallie."

"Bitch I will jump over this table!"

"Fighting words!"

"Girls no stabbing at the table! I just got this table stab free and hope for it to survive till next year!"

"Yes, Ma."

"Yes, Ma."

All of them just laugh, talk away and tell stories. The other siblings join in, Loona throwing in some random sarcastic remark. Which lead to Sallie shooting back. So, that was interesting and got Loona some interaction. All, and all it was like a good get together

Moxxie at the end of the table, by his side was Colt. Just half listening, and no interaction. Or look they were asked to be involved. But that could also just be them as well. Small bites of the food that barely does much for them. Even if it is considered delicious. Stop halfway eating as they glance at the imp across from them.

Millie youngest brother, Rusty.  Eyeing the meat on their plate. All their meat was gone besides some veggies and mashed potatoes.

Glance to see nobody paying attention at all. Quick speed, along bowls and plates that block the view. Half the meat was now on Rusty plate. See the child wide eyes at them with a giddy look. Ready to dig in. But stopping at the other fork didn't move but pointed to the rest of their vegetables. The child looks up to see the silent on had a look to eat some of it. Got a pout as Rusty arms crossed. Raise amused eyebrows and cross their own arm as well.

The pair are doing a stare off.

Rusty gave in. ONLY because they don't want the meat to go cold. Take a quick bite of the vegetables and push the rest aside. Then dig in to the pork.

Moxxie mouth twitch as they took a sip of their drink.

"Oh, shoot might be an issue with the rooming. We let Striker use the guest one since a few the others will be out." Lin frown and rub her chin.

"What happen to the rest housing?" Millie frowns a bit.

"Being fixed. That last hell tornado got it."

"Shoot."

"Look, your boss and kid can stay in your brother's room. There is a bed, along with an extra couch in there that can be pulled out. When they come in will figure out what to do. You stay in your old room."

"Well, alright and Moxxie can bunk with me."

"Absolutely not."

"I'm not a little impling and were not a thing Pa."

"No, naughty in the bed sis."

"I will break so many promises right now Sallie."

"Juicy sibling gossip!"

"They'll bunk with Striker." Joe looks at Striker. "Think you'll be fine with that?"

"Your home. Your rules." Striker took a sip of their drink. "Besides I probably won't notice the small fry. The bed is also spacious so not much of an issue. Unless they like to hog all the blankets."

"Here that Moxxie get to bunk with cowboy here." Blitzo grins if not slightly jealous. For who? Can't tell for sure. Get to stay with hottie farm helper. Or their little adorable no talking employee. No, what he'll just sneak by later.

The imp stops before they take a drink to turn to look at them all. "B-"

The voices rising back up to talk about what will happen further during the days, how they can help on the farm, or just around the house in general. Along with talks about the festival, pain games.

A hand clench around the fork.

These next few days aren't going to be fun. If not just annoying. Was going to offer to stay on the couch. Heck, even in the barnyard.

Just want to be alone.

Soon dinner was done. Moxxie did the cleaning. Decline the offer for help. Lin didn't push it. Guess to have just the smallest break along with help around the place. But I did show him where certain places to be. Just to have some time away. Mostly everyone in the living room relaxes, and talks.

Tug.

Whip around to look down to see Rusty. Just tug on his scarf. Now they look memorized as they touch the fabric. Stare, then poke the child with the scrubbing brush. See them jump along with not a happy look. Then back to touching the scarf. Just stare down at the child and then goes back to cleaning.

"Did Rusty bother you?" Millie asked Moxxie as she hands them an extra blanket.

Shook their head no. When they were done cleaning, next thing they knew they were dragged to the kid room. Just sits down, play on this chalkboard and was interesting hangman game. Didn't bother them in the slightest.  Play for who knows how long till Lin walks in. Did hear her walk in but didn't bother to stare at her. If they did may have noticed a small look of relief with a smile. Soon, had to leave so the boy got ready for bed. Rusty gets to wake up really far, but even the child needs their bed time.

Got to wake up really early in the morning.

"Thanks."

Tilt their head with a confused look.

"For playing with him." Millie smiled at them. The look of a sister that is just happy.

Gave a small shrug and glance away.

It's a start.

Soon, it was at the door. Knock.

"Come in."

Open the door to see Striker just relaxing on the bed. Not in their jacket. Hat resting on the bed stand. Sees him look at them and smirk. "Hiya Roomie."

Just stare at him. Held the blanket close along with their bag. Glance around the room. Notice a chair in the corner. Goes to it and place the bag down. Turn to see how Striker was just staring at them.

"You seem very displeased not wanting to go to room with me. Your boss seems eager."

Gave them a flat look, then turn back around.

Well, now. This one is a toughie. Or just a stubborn imp.  Striker can charm quite anyone off. He'll give it a day or two. Then this imp will be fine wanting to spend time with him. Even if it is slightly annoying, they have to share a room.

Hopefully the little bugger doesn't get too curious what they don't need to see.

"Well, I'm getting an early shut eye. You better get some rest if you're working outside." Lean back against the bed. Too close their eyes. I'm not going to fully go to sleep yet. Prefer if the other goes to sleep first.

Waits.

Waits.

Waits.

Waits.

Go to sleep! Striker mentally yelling. Are they just not tired? Or don't want to be that close at all to them in bed. When it gets cold?  Couldn't even begin to list the rest of the questions off as sleep took over.

Moxxie walk back into the room as they came out of the small bathroom. Glance to see Striker moves twist and turn on the bed. Small shrug and walk back over to the window. Just listen all around. The whole house is quite even with the animals outside. Look out the window to just stare. Eyes went to the night sky of Wrath.

Small vibration.

Look down at their phone. Warm look in their eyes reading the messages. Type fast back. Then about to go back to reading but stop. Stare at their 'roommate' as they shiver.

When Striker woke up, he noticed another layer on top of him. Slowly lift themselves up. Sees a blanket over them. Wasn't this the one that Moxxie. Wait.

Glance down expecting to see a small body on the bed. But there was no one. Nobody was in the room. Look out the window as early morning approaches. Frown a bit. Maybe they woke up and left. Odd. Would have expected to hear them. Or maybe they were just that tired out. Then smell something really good downstairs.

Rusty wide awake as they watch Moxxie cook. Try to put their hand in the batter but a tail stops them. Pout at the look Moxxie sent them. Then was handed a cup of juice.

"Wow Ma something smell g-Huh?"

Moxxie, Rusty turn to see Sallie May.

"You're cooking?"

Sent a 'duh' look as they go back with the battler. Rusty trying to sneak for one the slices of bacon. But a tail grabs them. Pour the batter in the heated pan to make a few small round pieces. Then were flips.

"Huh guess you'll be able to help around the place after all. It smells good." Walk over to the kitchen to make a batch of coffee.

Just ignore her. Use their tail to start cracking eggs. Rusty helps out by throwing them away, along with stirring as well. Everyone else slowly comes down. Millie family was a bit surprised. Lin especially as she was running a little late and didn't get to make breakfast. But seems like Moxxie beat her too it. Along with Rusty helping out.

No, one couldn't complain as it small great.

Moxxie did growl at Blitz and kicked him out of the kitchen. Try to steal one of the cooked bacons.

"Ouch! Okay put the wooden spoon away along with your helper!"

Pancakes soon were sitting out for them to eat, along with a plate of scrambled eggs. Even a fresh bowl of whipped cream was made for the pancakes, along with maple syrup they had. Use whatever is left of last night's pig meat to be almost like bacon.

Everyone enjoyed it. Even when they didn't want to admit it.

"Mhmm! Now I remember why I hired you too! They're good in the kitchen." Blitzo munches on his pancakes.

"You didn't know till after. When you brought them to our home." Loona rolls her chowing on the bacon.

"Hey that stove incident was an accident. Just want to cook for my whole team. Mox was sweet enough to cook after the food caught on fire." A third time.

"They cook for you all?" Colt looks at his sisters.

"Not all the time. But we don't complain when they do." Millie took a sip of her drink.

"Hmm guess you'll be getting some help in the kitchen Lin." Joe looked at his wife. As he already done.

"Can't complain. Seems like they can cook with what we got too." Lin enjoying the breakfast. "Rusty not too much! Even if you were helping out.

Moxxie still in the kitchen while they all talk. Clean up what they don't need already.

"Morning Roomie."

Glance too see Striker leaning against the wall. Plate empty already. Watch them walk over as they sit them down in the sink.

"Got to say you cook very well."

About to say something.

"Will be good. Can cook and clean. While we're working outside. Don't need you to overwork your sensitive hands." Smirk down at the imp. Then walk away from the twitching imp.

Maybe it was annoyance. Or their boss being well Blitzo attitude. Or just everything coming back to attack them. But you know what? Going to show them that they can do farm work! They have done it before and it's no difference.

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Someone must be out to get Moxxie.

Because it's like shit just wants to be messy for them the moment they leave the kitchen. After cleaning the place up too. Not just today.

No, the past three days.

Cooking, cleaning. Okay. Sure. Fine. No, problem. Heck, when they learn they can sew. They were fine with sewing a few clothes. Fix it up. Alter it up. You get the drift.

But apparently Millie family farm just decided to make their stay crappy. Not just the farm but everyone else accepts a tiny, tiny select few.

Almost got squash by a hay barrel when the rope wasn't secured enough.

Got kicked by a damn bull when Blitzo scared the animal. Was behind it and got kicked. Slam into a wall. Right under the chicken feed. Then they had those birds pecking all over them.

Their hand got stabbed by an infected nail when they were carrying wood.

Got hit by fences when no one seemed to notice them.

Did get squash by a hay barrel.

Then, I was in the fields to go cut some corn down. Only to get bit by a bloody rat. A rat! Not just one. Not just two. But ten damn times! Bombproof seem to mind the free meals they toss them. Buddies with the horse a point for that at least.

Oh, and don't get them started on the teasing, the callouts or tell them to just stop. Or kept being asked. Take your jacket or scarf off! They are looking at you Blitzo! Blitzo, Loona can go jump in a quicksand mud pit. They have been doing work unlike Loona! But nope nobody seems to notice, care or Blitz just encouraging her 'hard work'. Millie folks they don't know if they should snap or not. They just wanted to help. But nope. Can't have that now besides the kitchen. I slightly hope Millie at least backs them up a bit. But right does she have? At least get her siblings to back off! Okay Rusty they can handle.

Then Striker.

Honestly what is their damn deal! The prick just looking down at him. The cruel insults being hurled out. Or when they join Blitzo to a tag team insult fest at them. It's one thing with Blitzo. But both of them. It felt like the damn school all over again with the bulling. Just adults.

Oh, but when them alone in the room. Striker just does this stupid thing that aggravates them. Like now they want to talk to them like he does with everyone else. Just so nice. It aggravates them. Now they seem to purposely want to rile them up after finally talking to them. Well, it was an insult so to speak.

Name calling the other.

Or just one sass after the other. Like one them has to have the last say in the argument.

The only time they can think about the talk was 'nice' was guns. That's it. Even then Moxxie didn't want to talk long with them. Just make up your damn mind.  Or, when apparently, they can't be left alone too long on the chair. Even got irritated since apparently, once Striker goes to sleep. They should sleep too. In the bed with them.

Pass

Right now, probably would have snap. Not like snap, snap go full out kill. Snap and leave. Honestly, just ready to leave IMP as well and just throw the money at Blitzo face. Will double it. It's better than death.

Today just seems worse. Only was pure luck to have the place to themselves while everyone went out to town to go eat. Didn't want to go but just stayed. At least everyone can agree to that. Or a slight pity.

Cover head to hoof in mud. Got a lovely new bite marks with some vermin to hunt down. Their heads covered in twigs, leaves and a random small cactus. One lens of the glasses was cracked. Oh, and got stamped on by a bunch of pigs.

So, no, the third day wasn't great at all.

"You good little Critter."

What the fuck is Striker doing here?!

Jump to spin around. They were outside to get the hose ready to clean some of this junk off. Then just clean up the rest inside. It was smart thing not wearing their scarf but still peeved about the rest of their clothes. Now irritation risen up to see the imp. A warning growls. Then look away.

"Hey, now I did warn you-"

"Can it Rattles."

"Rattles?" Striker stared and then laughed. "Rattles? How insulting. My feeling is hurt. Just like what little pride you have left."

"Go bother someone else." Mess with the hose. Let out a growl as they squeeze the handle. But nothing. Threw it on the ground. Stupid, damn-

On cut when it lands down the water spray their face to knock them on the ground.

"Ouch." Striker winces as they walk over.

Striker got to admit. This little imp was one of the most stubborn imps they met. Like for peak sake they just wouldn't stop. Kept helping when clearly aren't fit enough to continue. Yet, just kept going. Even somehow have energy left to cook like dinner. Or fix up some clothing to be fixed. Just won't stop. Kept going. Need to give up.

At the same time, I like it oddly.

They were just hard to figure out. Along with still doesn't seem to like them. Then again, the teasing may have over did it. They have to admit. Moxxie knew what they were talking about when it was a weapon. Along with delicious cooking. Got to even fix their jacket like there was no stitching work at all. The other surprise was how Bombproof seems to like the little imp. So, added a bit of extra charms to get them to relax. Even a tiny flirt to get them to sleep.

It did nothing besides either a confused look. Or a glare.

It was infuriating. Yet, also exciting. A challenge.

Just so different than what Striker use to able to handle.

Everyone on this farm is eating out of his hands. Heck Moxxie boss defiantly wants to jump him. Probably wouldn't have minded. After all, the two of them are quite extraordinary compared to their species. But I understand his type well. Even the flirting was so cheesy that Striker heard it all. Plus, they didn't like how much of a chance they had to have gotten rid of the blue blood. Millie and her folks. Nice family and not bad job he landed. Yet, it was taken back when Joe suggested not minding if he took his daughter out. It was cute but no. Millie was gorgeous, don't get him wrong. He just not sticking to blood thirsty crazy when he learns about their past relationships. It would be annoying to get rid of.

The Little Critter they still trying to figure out. Or in this case that pressure from the water hits their face. Walk over to touch their back. "Hey you good? Did a little wate-"

Moxxie hides their face immediately as they push Striker out the way. Just ran inside the house. I didn't care if there was mud around but will clean it. Can't let anyone see. I finally made it to the bathroom and just cleaned up. Just shower in their clothes. Took a few haggard breaths.

Just stay calm.

Just stay the fuck calm.

RING!

Grab their phone with magic. Sees who it is and slightly groans. Not now.

RING!

RING!

Turn the shower off to answer as they wrap themselves up in a towel. "What...I don't need it.... I don-You can be so damn.... Actually, how close are you...Next, day should work.... I'm fine.... I'll call where I'll be staying...bye."

Turn off the phone. Look at themselves in the mirror for a bit. Fist clench up to look away from their reflection. Dried themselves up with the towel and not carrying at the moment with their clothes. Look back at their cracked glasses, put them up and pull out an extra. Pull out a small bottle of red.

Walk out of the bathroom as they wrap their scarf around their neck. On the phone, then dial a number.

Wait.

Wait.

Answer.

"Hello, do you have a room for three days.... I'll pay triple...I don't care its outside in the stable barn...Thank you and just Moxxie...I'll be there tomorrow early." Hang up. Wait a few seconds then dial another number.

Waits.

"Millie-...I'm okay...Look I'm going to be staying elsewhere for a while...No, no ju-...Tell Blitz to ...Just I won't be here in the morning-It's not your fault. I should have...Blitzo bugger off and give Millie back the phone." Rub between their eyes.

This was going to be a long, annoying talk. Oh, and lots of complaining. But at this moment I don't care.

Striker on the ground a bit stunned. He felt slightly irratation but also intrigued.

Were those tear marks?

Blue tear marks?

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Done!

Well, what crazy twist and turns this brought us.

Millie siblings names aren't canon just made up. Rusty the youngest. What yall think of the personality I gave him. Made him selective mute.

Should there be a continuation of what's to come?

Who is Moxxie meeting?

What money did Moxxie owe?

Striker is a very curious snake now.

Moxxie is one patient, patient imp. Just want to be left alone.

Rats got revenge.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!