Chapter 93

Here we go

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, 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.

There are some spoilers from S2E2.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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"Hey Critter."

Moxxie stop and turn to see Striker leaning against the door to his room. "Hey Rattle."

"Busy?"

"Not anymore." Drop a few packages, a small visit to Stolas, and now return back to the apartment complex. Not a work day at IMP. Things have somewhat got back to order at work that last few days.

"Well come on in." Motion him through the door. "We haven't been able to hang out together. Just us."

That was a bit true now that Moxxie thinks about it. Sure, they hang out. Either with work or in the group with the others. Yet, not a lot with each other.

Small shrugged and walk over to his room.

Striker didn't go like crazy with decorating the place. Just enough to be livable. Kind of like back home. Does see another door that leads to the back to reach Bombproof.

"Want anything to drink?"

"I'm fine." Walk over and sat on the couch. Glance around a bit till they glance to see Striker sitting by him. "Any roommates?"

"Unwanted rats or our boss taking a peek."

"The usual." Glance on the ground. "Have you talk with him?"

"No, either silent or throw out ridiculous orders that been pissing us off." Striker grunts and take a sip of his drink. "Probably something to do with the blue blood."

"Stolas."

Striker rolled his eyes. "How about you?"

"Just texting and just that." All they can do.

"Hmm. Alright enough that about work. The boss man will get his crap together. If not will tell him to take a vacation."

Moxxie silent for a bit till they nod a little. 

The pair just well talking. It was casual talk with some insults thrown out here and there. A talk here and there about their passed. Like a few of the ridiculous stunts they did as children. That gave their folks heart attack. Or Stolas thought he would have one of the odd junk Moxxie would do.

It was nice.

Moxxie missed this a lot. Felt, natural back in their youth and teenager years.

"I will be out for a few days too."

"Again?"

"Just some property I need to talk to some clients in Wrath. Already talk it over with Blitzo. Before this." Put their drink down on the table and glance at Moxxie. "How about your business Flaw."

"Ha ha." Roll their eyes at the smirk. "It's fine and busy."

"Good." Lean back and stare at the ceiling. "That good Critter."

"I guess. I think I might start moving it."

"You mean expand? Like a shop. Huh that's bold of you wanting to keep yourself a secret."

"Not that. Would still do it online. I meant well, maybe go back to Wrath and do it there. Or just keep staying here. But Full time."

"Wouldn't that mean leaving well IMP?"

"I wasn't going to stay at IMP forever. At best three to five years to make sure everything will be alright with deals, the connection plan with Bloody, no financial issue later on and just be a business. Blitzo and I discuss it before. Well, we discuss I won't be there forever and then the whole Flaw thing came up."

"How that turn out?"

"Crying, threats and shut him up with his love for horses. Along with him maybe keeping the extras for disguises. Might still do some testing for the weapons. Like I said it's just something I have thought about."

"Would be losing a good long distance shooter."

"Hmm well they got you for that. My replacement."

"Wow. My dream come true." Roll his eyes and frown. "So, you think you'll do it?"

"I don't know.

"After I work so long and killed rats to get this apartment. Just for my favorite Critter to maybe one day just leave me."

"I'm crying for your sad loneliness."

"That would be your face."

"You got me there."

"That means you do think about me." Smirk at them with their tooth shine. Yet, the smirk was the calm that considered 'soft' yet still that Striker charm.

Then their mind suddenly went back what happen a month or two ago. Shook their head at the thought. What the heck wrong with you?

"Okay?"

"Just a stupid thought."

"Oh? Can I hear it?"

"Why?"

"Want to make sure it is stupid."

"Prick."

"Yes, yes. I'm a prick but a hot one."

"Bite me." Deadpanned look.

"Be careful Critter. If you were saying that to another, they might do that." Lean in and flick the end of the scarf. "Aren't I such a good friend?"

"Your breathe smells horrid today."

"Now what this stupid thought that you're trying to use my hygiene as a distraction."

Dammit. Think quickly. "How come you're not with someone?"

"Huh?" Striker taken back and surprised. Lean back in shock.

"Like not with someone?"

"I have no reason to be with another. At least well currently. Sure, there were some nightstands around. I did try to get in a relationship here and there. Before and after that whole mess but it never worked out. Didn't care. Or got annoyed when someone got to damn clingy."

"Oh."

"What the sudden interest? Worried I'll die alone."

"You wouldn't be alone? You would still have me, Madre, Bombproof and whoever you considered a friend." Blink at them. Got a stare and another chuckle.

"Can't believe many years and still pull these surprises out that head." Sees them shrugged and glance at the table. "Why the interest?"

"I kind always saw you as the one, out the two of us, to be in I guess a committed relationship. Or a family at this time."

"Wait? Seriously. Me?"

"Sometimes. Then other times just a single bachelor. Either one fine."

"Aww you really do care to much about me." Snickered at the twitch.

"Never mind I hope you get buried with rats."

"Now you're being cruel." Mock hurt expression and lean back like he was fainting. "You would let those horrid creatures eat and tear me to pieces as they destroy my coffin. Don't you respect your dear friend dead body Critter?"

"I always picture you the type to be cremated."

"I sometimes want to see what inside that head of yours."

"You would kill me."

"Sure." Rolled their spiral eyes. Then see how serious they look. "My gosh do you really must have some shit inside that head of yours. Do I need to get Maria?"

"She knows."

Another stare. "I was kidding."

"Oh." Look back down and move their scarf up a bit.

"Speaking of shit and issues. Your phobia."

"Which one."

"The touching." Serious look.

"What about it?"

"I can't tell at times if it either gotten better or worse."

Moxxie frown slightly. "It varies. It not junk that I just can't throw away. I don't even think I would want to throw that away."

"Especially when you scream like a banshee."

"Okay look that didn't always happen." At least that way since it was usually glitching. "Got anything else to point out Rattles."

"Naw."

"How so very thoughtful of you."

"I know."

"Must be getting soft." Duck down at the pillow being thrown. "Miss and I'm right by you."

"I still got my tail you damn Critter."

Stick their tongue out at them.

"What are you 7?"

"No, I'm Moxxie."

"Yes, yes you are."

The two of them kept talking till it started to get really late. Striker had to rest as he was going to leave well in a few hours.

"See yeah Rattles. Don't cause too much trouble."

"Take your own advice Critter."

"Me? Trouble?" Moxxie watches Striker chuckle as he flips him off. Then soon back in his room. The imp hum and goes to take the stares to get to the floor with their apartment and roommate.

Next, morning.

What the heck did I walk into?

Moxxie stare at Blitzo running away from Loona. Millie leaning against the wall with a cup of coffee. Moxxie was only slightly late as they were doing some quick errands. They just text Millie to go without them.

"Loona sweetie I'm just saying!"

"SAY IT AGAIN!"

Moxxie walk up to Millie. ""What happened this time?"

"Blitzo talking to Loona about her attitude with clients."

"Wasn't he already?" Thoughts things were getting better. Well, as better as it can be.  Glance to see Loona ripped a portrait off the wall and started to beat Blitzo on the ground with it.

"Yes, well she has been a little nastier lately." Millie replied.

"Hmm to bad Rattles can't watch this."

"Yeah, he off a few days. Did he say what kind of errand?"

"Something to do with property in Wrath."

Soon Blitzo was behind the both of them. Blitzo been keeping Loona back lately in the missions. So, she been back behind the desk a lot. A lot of bitching around than normal.

"I just think small tweaks will help you out be more of a people person." Blitzo trying to control the situation as the growling hellhound comes in closer.

"I am a people person." Loona snarled and reach out to grab Blitzo and pulled him closer. "If I'm so terrible. How about you just grow a pair and replace me."

Blitzo was silent for a bit. "Okay. You know what. Maybe I might."

Loona looked shocked when he said that.

Blitzo turn to look at his coworkers. Millie just motions him to keep going. Moxxie just looked lost. Then back to Loona.

"Maybe I will little Missy! Yeah, that's right is time for tough love! N-Now go to your desk!" Blitzo looked at her with a tough no-nonce look. He was soon thrown to the couch. While Loona stomp away.

"I FUCKEN HATE THIS JOB AND EVERYONE!"

Silence again.

"Mox."

Moxxie blinked and glance at him. Sees him rub his face while Millie gives him a drink.

"Am I doing the right thing?"

"How the frick would I know?"

"Oh, come on! You do this business crap side your dense head!"

"So?"

The taller imp smacks his own face. "Were getting some not some nice reviews because of our scary receptionist! I usually don't care what those fuckers think."

"She did almost bite the last one head of Blitz?"

"She didn't mean it."

"Just put her back out on the field. She good at that."

"Why your office glowing?"

"What?!"

The three rushed over quickly with weapons out. Ready to take down the intruder.

Octavia?

In the room was Octavia with her back turn along with a portal. She glances over to them. Clutch IMP book tightly and walk through the portal as it closed behind her.

"Loona!"

"Oh, yeah you have a visitor."

Dammit Loona!

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Done!

Hope you enjoyed the post!

What will happen next?

What property is Striker talking about?

Will Moxxie actually leave IMP one day or not?

How was their interaction?

Why Octavia took the book even though there was the Grimoire?

Will Loona control her temper?

Who know!

Any questions?

Until next time.

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