Chapter 92

Another!

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, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie/Text speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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After one fish bone removal.

"The rooms upstairs are ready." Alessio returned and stared at the pair. "You may either go in there, stay in here, the living room or outside. Anywhere else you don't go in or asked."

"Gotcha, gotcha adult high school rules for horny pricks." Wave it off. "Come along Mox lets pick our room, chillax and so whatever till Mil returns."

The pair walk out of the dining room and back into the living room. A pair of staircases to take go up. Soon walk up the stairs and reach the section with four doors.

"Which- "

Alessio points to the first door up front on the right side. "I'll be downstairs."

"Nice talking with you too!" Blitz watches them go downstairs and look at Moxxie their voice low. "Will go back down till Millie gets back. I'm calling through Loonie. Give Striker a heads up."

A small nod and watch Blitz go inside the room. Soon check the other three doors and go to the one with a window. Along with the smallest room too. Look around the room the walk to the door to the small bathroom. Close the door and pull out their phone. See a text from Striker.

Just listening to our last client for the day.  How is the sponsor meeting?

We're staying the night at the sponsor's home.

Wait? What? That wasn't talked about.

Well, apparently when you're in the Mafia. Things get in the way like a business meeting.

Mafia...Blitz. Figures but odd. The Mafia wanting to do a sponsor meeting?

I don't know what is going on. Right now. Trying to make a plan to not accept this. Blitz doesn't want their problems to be ours.

Boss man thinking. Does he want us over?

So, far no. But I should text him as well.

I will...Critter who the fuck is Chaz?

Moxxie twitch. Either Blitz sent something to Loona or Striker.

Chaz is Blitz old cellmate. Along with Millie ex.

That was unexpected and probably awkward.

It really was. Along with the cutie comment.

...

What?

He called me cutie. Then something about hanging out. I told him I'm not hanging out with someone who hurt Millie.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I really just don't like this place.

I don't like this whole scenery in general...Fuck, a client here.

Go I'll be fine. Will talk later.

Moxxie signs as they lean against the door. Well, this will be an awkward talk indeed.

Back at IMP.

The client shakes in fear at the towering imp. Cling to the chair to hear an unhappy hiss along with their tail rattle. Not in an inviting way. He would rather deal with the grumpy hellhound than this guy pouring out jealousy.

"I better be taking down more than one kill. Or so help me it's your neck coming off your- "

"Five people! Don't tear off my neck!"

Back at the Mafia Mansion in NOTAMAFIA TOWN.

Blitz got off the phone with his daughter. His Loonie was so worried in her own way.

Along with a confirm text Striker will handle taking her back. Will bring the book just in case if something goes downhill and need to get them back. Rather not get to case. One, he is not leaving his precious van here. Two, well he didn't want the Mafia to know about their book. Could just make up some junk just buying spells to get through Earth. Or make up a truthful bullshit about Chaz. Or a secret vendor they got to meet up with.

Would the space wizard count as a vendor?

He goes through his phone to watch a few horse shows. Keep his mind slightly occupied till he goes back out to possibly snoop. Or some kind of Intel to get them out of this. He just wants to go. He got a business to run. Not trusting an email sight again! Must have been Chaz who set it up or one of those goons. Never again!

Unless it's about horses.

At least been in this home for two hours. Stay in the room. Left to go downstairs at some point. Try to go to the other doors in the living room. Yet, there were two guards down those hallways as well. Along with saw Alessia again. Jeez, this place is better guarded than Stolas. Got a confirm text from Millie they are back. Quick text back and he'll be out. Wonder what she got? Along with what bull shit lottery ticket they will all get.

"How?" Blitz outside stun with two other goons. They all just look at the package.

"Momma doesn't like being messed with." Millie smiles sweetly as she holds up the cage of rapid squirrels. She was outside with the two small delivery crates carried. Quinten behind her just wide eye stun.

"Those shits aren't going in my room." Blitz glares down at them.

One of the little freaks reaches out to try and scratch him.

"Don't worry B. I'll take care of it along with delivery."

"I think that one has rabies."

"They all have rabies."

"Boss will not let those in their home. Wouldn't even make it pass the door with Alessio." They all turned to see Alessio was indeed at the front door. Same look and posture as ever. But a certain in the air to not think about it.

"I can put them in the van with the windows slightly down. Please B for my wretched ex? Even Quinten was a dear to be bait." Millie gives him a big puppy dog look.

"Grr fine. Stop with that look. You're almost worse than Loonie. Only because I want to see how Mox will put a bow on these shits. Oh, and your new boy toy there ready to faint." Point at the shark.

"Yay!" Grab the crates as Blitz gave her the keys.

"The things I do for my employees. I'm such an awesome boss. Yes, I am!" Blitz began to talk to himself.

"Here our tickets B. Huh that's odd?" Millie comes back as she holds the tickets. Then were swipes from Blitz as he looked at them.

"One these just a scratch off and a cheap one!" Blitz snarled.

"What?" Quinten walks over and looks at it. He growled slightly. "That damn prick. It's even one those terrible ones! I paid the same amount with the others."

"Eh will deal with it later. Too bad to one of you three."

"Oh, don't pretend to be sad you sharp tooth." Blitz huffed and looked over it. Pocket his own and hand the other two to her. "Eh first come first serve."

"Where Mox?" She put the two in her pocket.

"Still, in the bed room. Come on, I'll show you our own room. Oh, and those beasts better lock, secured in those cages."

"They are."

Knock.

Moxxie glance at the door as they got off the bed. Walk over to open it and see a grinning Millie. "Got your gifts?"

"Two of them. Feisty buggers in the van. Got plenty of water and food. Will have to wear gloves."

"Fun." Sees the tickets in her hands. "Those?"

"The lottery tickets. Well, one scratch off. So, you pick which one."

Look at them and take the scratch off. "Do I scratch this now?"

"You can if you want. These tickets we have won't be called out later till 8o'clock. We didn't realize they didn't give us the right one till Blitz notice."

"It's fine." Shrug and just stare at the scratch off. Look a bit ridiculous with dollar signs around. While Millie looks like a plane paper with numbers. "Did Blitz say anything?"

"B went in his room and thinking." Her arms crossed and leaned against the door. "

"That was him, right? You only ever mention one shark ex."

"Sadly yes." Millie huffed with an annoyed look. "The fucker hasn't change to much besides being a bragger."

"Never mention the mafia?"

"He bragged a lot while working with strong demons. Which well could have mean anything at the time." She shrugged as she let out a sigh, "I didn't care too much. I was happy then he just stomped all the way along with taking the money."

"Then later went to jail and met Blitz."

"Sounds like it or the other way around. Either way that walking tuna got to stay far away before I add a new color to the wallpaper."

"Speaking of wallpaper. Those were a lot of decorations downstairs." They kept their voices very quiet anytime they heard footsteps below.

"Agreed impressive but feels a bit too much to just hang them up. In the opening like that." Millie sighs a bit. The Wrathian in her just impressed number wise. Until the how, why comes into play. Along with keeping her alert. "Wonder if he alone did all that?"

"Who?"

"The Crimson guy."

"Maybe? Why would he have hung anyone else's decorations?"

The door then opened as Blitz came out of the room. "What you pair gossiping about?"

"Wall decorations."

"Eh too much for me. Like if I took a trophy from every target, we killed there be nothing left to cover my office wall."

"Blitz, you stolen a few credit cards, a horse poster, a horseshoe lamp, a spider snow globe to give to Loona, a calendar filled with jester to be your target practice-."

"Awww Mox you do care when you watch me back. Plus, how many Earth chocolate did you take?"

"Got you there Mox."

"I will throw you under the rug of the stuff you took."

The three must have talk there for a while as one the goons come up to get them

"Crimson and the others just drove in. Come down to greet and the lottery time."

"Yeah, were coming down joker."

"My name Giancarlo."

"Didn't ask joker. Now tell me ever thought of being in a movie? With a bat?"

The four of them now back down. Crimson was already sitting down in their chair to light a cigar. Nickel, Stu, Chaz and Crunch in the room as well.

"You three enjoying the room and relaxation" Crimson looks at them. Alessio behind him.

"Yes, fabulous and comfy." Take the chair from before. Everyone else just stands around the living room, walks out a bit to come back out or just stay quiet. Millie, Moxxie took the couch. Moxxie now in the middle as Chaz slides in to sit by him. About to open his mouth if it wasn't from a look, Millie raises her knife up, and Blitz seems ready to pull out his gun. Chaz let loose a shaking grin as his hands were up, besides the ticket, in surrender.

"Wonderful." Crimson hand out and a ticket put in their palms. "Got you three settled?"

"Yep." Blitz waves their own. "So, how lucky are you?"

"Eh? Some were good. Some bad. Some buffoon once tried to steal mine. That money could be useful to get their fingers attached."

"Wow. You are the real deal."

"Oh, don't worry I know when to separate my business. Which we will continue tomorrow. I hope our answers satisfy us both tomorrow."

"You and me both. Isn't that right M&M?"

"-Then I'll twist your head off to make the blood- "

"-Mil-"

"See professionals!"

Crimson hums as he took a quick drag. "Alessio turn on the radio should be starting."

"Not a TV person?"

Alessio behind the bar with a radio at the station. Turn it on to reach the channel."

"We have one in another room. I'll watch it sometimes. Just depends on time."

"Like the jingle."

"Exactly."

The station on. A voice calling out about the start of the lottery. Along with news about great deals that were happening today in Greed as it was that time of the year with holidays. Then back to the lottery numbers. Everyone checks their tickets for the numbers to start. If you could feel the Greed coming out this room it was heavy. Well, Millie was curious since the kind of gambling she used to have done before was poker or slot when she works at a bar. Moxxie can't really say she has done something like this before. Besides a random card game with Stolas.

"Where your?" Chaz glance down at Moxxie.

"Got a scratch off." Small shrug.

"Huh? Quinten did you rip him off?" Turned to look at the other shark.

"The store clerk did it! I got the receipts I'm getting from him tomorrow. If you don't mind boss." The shark looks back at Crimson.

"How much the scratch off supposed to be?"

"$2.50." Blitz replied.

"Get that money back. If I'm paying $15 souls for these, I'm getting my money back." Crimson shook his head. "Honestly the disrespect. Should do that kind of work in the streets not the store."

Moxxie tilt their head. Rummage through their pockets. Accidentally nudge Chaz.

"Hmm?" Turns to look down. Ready to make a smooth comment. Instead sees some money out. Money signs in their eyes. "For me?"

"No? Him."

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

"What?" Crimson look at Moxxie a bit surprised.

"For us three. Here."

"Mox-" Blitz tried to say something but stopped. Tell the crazy imp not do that. Even if it was a bit smart. A deal off their back. Even if it's a small amount. Anything to not be connect. Huh look at that. Moxxie has some street smarts. "Yeah, got to make sure were all good on both sides."

Moxxie just wanted this conversation to end about killing some clerk.

Crimson stares. Then he stood up to take a few steps to take the money before Chaz could. Count it over as he hums as he goes back to his seat. Money in his pocket, "Hmm not bad at least someone here can pay off their side."

Many silent at that. But a few eyes looking at someone in particular. The pure quietness till the announcer began to start calling out the numbers.

"Our number are to your greedy hungers fools are 04...22...39...60...63! Whoo Tough luck losers! You win the One Bill-Huh? Wait. What? Excuse me, you actually won $10,000 because apparently the lottery system is a mess...Tune in two weeks with hopefully the right money price this time!"

Everyone groans, curses or just ate their ticket.

"Can't even get it properly right." Crimson crushed his paper.

"Probably Mammon rigged it." Blitz throws his in the fire place.

Many silently agree to that.

"Well, I suppose we all should get a bit of rest. Busy days start early." Crimson stood up and snapped his fingers.

Many of the sharks began to leave. Either heading outside or to go one of the two doors. Now what were they all doing no one bothered to ask.

"Right! The earlier the better. M&M bed time!" Blitz points at the stairs.

Millie already off the couch to go up the stairs. Blitz follows along after a quick word exchange with Crimson. Moxxie goes up next but glances a bit at the side. Chaz was staring at their own ticket. Eye brow raise slightly. The shark looking calm but look worry? It is just a piece of paper. All of them lost. Then goes back up the stairs with the others.

Moxxie just really did nothing. Just sat in bed to think. A backup plan really if Blitz mouth goes a little too far. Either was very lucky today. Or this Crimson dealt with demons like Blitz a lot. Small sigh as they shake their head. So, annoying. Hand went into their pocket to pull out their phone. Pull out the phone along with the scratch off.  Just stare at it with a shrug. Start to scratch it.

Number after number being revealed.

Stare at it for a bit. Flip it around. Check all the words, numbers and dates.

Put it back in their pocket. Went through their phone a bit to do a bit of work, along with check a few other things. After double checking they got off the bed. Close the door quietly. Glance at the two rooms as they quite tap each door with a hint of magic. Just in case something happens and it will come back quickly.

Then head to the stairs. Took small steps to not wake anyone up. Then stopped as they heard whispers. Or voices very low. Small steps till them around the corner. Didn't go down the next few steps but stay still. The voices are a bit clearer to hear in the living room.

In the dining room with the doors slightly open.

"-I didn't think- "

"Of course, you didn't! You said they would have money!"

Chaz? Crimson?

"They are doing fine. Like they got clients. The billboard. The jingle. A commercial. Money would be slow but it something to bring over. "

"This family needs that money now! Don't waste what we have on a boss who a clack-box clown, a bumpkin hoochie and the one I thought a babbo. Who is the only one who showed some courtesy to pay me back. "

"We could still-"

Moxxie didn't flinch when he heard a smack.

"You are going to get my money back one way or another Chaz. It's my patience and luck alone. I still keep you here because you owe me. Along with somehow not messing up past missions. One way or another. You bring money to us or you're out."

"Y-Yes, boss."

"Now go and leave. Be here in the morning. IMP better bring me something good in the morning. Or the money to settle this."

"Yes, boss."

Lean slightly to see Chaz walk pass. Didn't notice them but saw the shark rub their cheek. Eyes downcast. No, movement as they heard the door to the front close. Silence besides Crimson moves around. Along with some cursing.

"Damn morons I'm hiring these days. Full of shit. I should have done better research. But no just had to believe it."

They can hear a tired aggravated sign. Then movement till another door was open, then closed. Wait a few minutes as they just stand there. Then slowly walk downstairs. Glance around to see nobody. The fire out. Just one light on in the living room. Goes to the door to go outside and with no sound now outside. Look around carefully for guards as they walk to where the cars are. They didn't hear a vehicle turn on outside but couldn't see Chaz walk far away.

All right, the call makes sense now. Money. Will go do what they need to do. Come back. Get the others. Tell them it is an emergency to go. Reschedule or just send a gift basket no.

If that doesn't work. Then annoying fights for a while.

Starts to move as they look at each car. Eyes scan some of the license plates that were ridiculous. Then sees one that says HGECOK.

Why do they have a feeling this one that Chaz?

Just had to be right when they look through the glass. Chaz curled up in the backseat. Use their jacket like a blanket. Tail wrap securely around themselves. Tear stains down their cheek with a bruise still there.

Stare as their eyes glance at the rest of the inside of the car. One or two shark accessories. Trash from food and cups. A few lottery tickets torn apart. Money bundled up in the cup holder. Papers, bills and a random eviction note.

Pull away as they walk out of NoMafia town.

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Done!

Take the money.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye.