Chapter 99

Let's see how work is today!

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 speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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Only one day passed of remaking a new safe password and it was busy.

Sure, there are days when IMP are busy. Then you'll have days that nothing happen. Use that time to try and get some of administrative work done, goof off or is hectic. Which lets be real boring but got to do it. At least ones responsible enough to do it.

Today was one of those days it was too busy.

Got swamped with clients today. A lot of pissed off sinners wanting to get pay back. One them being a former cult member. Angry they were the only one who died after drinking the punch. Apparently everyone decided to 'change' their minds. Even the leader! Gave them lots of details, addresses, pictures, and even credit card numbers. The member was the 'bookkeeper' whatever the heck that meant. Just got enough Intel on all the member to be almost label a stalker.

By the way it was thirthy-five members to kill. Well, former member now but who cares!

Already on number twelve through seventeen

"I have nothing against doing the job but this is ridiculous!" Millie slam her axe down on the screaming former member. Six of them apparently meeting up to just play pool ball at the other house.

"I hate to agree with her on this." Striker use the cue stick and slammed it down into the target heart.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH THE PAIN!"

"Oh, stop whining." Sees another trying to crawl away. Use his tail to grab their neck and twist it.

Moxxie just grab a random ball and threw it. The runaway member got hit and crashed into the window. "Where the last one?"

CRASH!

The three stare at the body that destroyed the pool table. Then look up see Blitzo over the staircase.

"Got them! Everyone dead and good?"

"Yep."

"Joy time for the next one!" Blitz took picture of the scene for proof and then called Loona." Loonie sweetie bring us back"

By the way they had to do this one all in one day or not getting all the money.

Blitzo about to make a new rules about cults after this mess.

But hey now have intel on credit card numbers to swipe.

Also, the other clients on the list. So, add all that along with the other clients they were already schedule to kill. This was defiantly their busies day yet.

As it was too much, plus even they had to rest. Even Loona had to join a few of today mission. A short break was whoever stays to open the portal. Few them had to do evens solo missions as it was piled up today. Loona and Striker had to go to Bloody to go buy some ammunition as they almost went through it all. Along with extra if the next few days were going to be like this. Couldn't catch a break. It was that hectic.

Well, Moxxie could have kept going mission after mission. As rest is nothing to them. But got to play the 'normal' part. Well, pass the limit of normal.

Blitzo had to tell, or call, a few clients when it was getting to close to closing time. Plus, just getting a bit tired. Needed a break and coffee! So, told, or call, a few them it would do their kills the next day or the day after. A lot of bitching, complaining and threats to go elsewhere. Blitzo just flipped off the clients, wish them luck, not refunding, and see them tomorrow.

When they close IMP for the day. Didn't leave at all but go over ammunitions again, broken weapons, check for any injuries, counting today pay or what will tomorrow be like. Loona was even too tired to complain and even came back with food. To not hear any complaining and didn't want to deal with any food later.

Yeah, that's how crazy today is. Even with it now being closed.

"I'm going to stay the night."

"What?" Blitzo speaking with his mouth full of burger. All them in the meeting room.

"I'm just going to stay here." Moxxie cleaning up gun parts, along with Striker. "There too much stuff to be finished here. Heck, some these guns need a deep cleaning and replace parts. Get it all ready for tomorrow. Haven't even gotten to yours yet."

"Or have to replace it fully. Bloody going to throw a hissy fit with this one." Striker put the pistol down and grab his mug of coffee.

"Going to have to pay her back." Millie looked it over as she eats her own food.

"Along with the extra as we had to put a few of these ammunition on the tabs. So, she'll be waiting on that."

"Cram biscuits!" Blitzo swallowed his food and hit his chest a few times. Deep breathes. "Alright one choke hazard away. Loona, Millie you two go back tomorrow and pay her. Along with the gun that needs a burial. Then get your asses back here quick. If she get prissy tell hell I'll call her later."

"Looks like it be better to just be melted into parts." Watch Striker put the written form down on it.

Striker gave the gun an annoyed look. Doesn't like it when crap like this happen out of their control. What human carries a spray bottle of acid? "I'll stay too. "

"No, you should go back and Bombproof not allowed to spend the night in the parking lot."

Let out a mental curse but knew they were right. Stupid, parking lot rules.

"I can stay. "

"Go, home all of you look like you haven't seen a bed."

"Have you checked the mirror lately?"

"I don't like looking at myself unless I need too."

"I'm too tired to say anything what Fatty just said."

"Well, fine stay. Get some of this done but no whining about work tomorrow. Your goat legs back out there."

"You already do the whining."

"Well, thank yoWait a minute!"

Soon, they all, besides Moxxie, start to head out the office.

"Sure you got this?" Millie looked at Moxxie as they were still working.

"I've got this. Go get some rest Mil-Mil."

"Alright. Call if anyone breaks in."

Moxxie gives her a thumbs up.

"I'll come by early so don't be alarm." Striker put some the weapons up or that'll go back tomorrow.

"See yeah later Rattles."

Once, they were all gone Moxxie locked up. Just went back to the meeting room and continue to work. Took a few hours but was finally done. Got up and stretched. A few cracks here, there around their body. Done for today, well actually was the next day.

Ring!

Ring!

"Yes, Vee?" Answer the phone as they put the cleaning supplies up.

"Vee?" Verosika heard on the other side of the phone.

"Yes?"

"You're lucky you're adorable Mox."

"Need something besides telling lies?"

"Ha, ha. I know it late now but want to tell you before it gets messy. It's about my next tour. Going to be on Earth so will be staying slightly longer. If you ever need me a day to come try some clothes out before."

"Okay."

The pair just talk well like it was just business. Nothing new there. Alright Moxxie may have listen Verosika rant a little. Either being annoyed with a fan after a last meetup, or one her crewmates.

"So, I got a question."

"Is it about removing that tattoo?"

"No, and that reminds me to schedule that appointment."

"Or just make it into something better?"

"I'll do that after I get the prick name off. That's not it. Who taught you to play music?"

"Huh?"

"It just randomly popped in my head. After what happen that night. Who taught you played. Were you self-taught? So, one music lover to another?"

Always was curious about that. Like with her. She always wanted to sing even when she was cute child succubus. Music was always around along with sometime a kind of dancing routine. Then began to write her own music into her work. The Pop star actually can play the piano. So, been a few occasion on stage she mix a piano routine with her singing. Rare but many eat that up when a star brings in an interesting twist.

Plus, she wasn't kidding about Moxxie talent. They were really good.

"Doc."

"Doc? A literal Doctor or that's the name?"

"A Doctor just always called him that besides his real name."

"Then taught you the violin?"

"To get on my alright side." Snort at that first ever memory meeting him. Damn it really been years now. "But yeah taught me."

"Must been very good."

"Really is good with the fiddle. Taught me anything with strings that they know. Then well came to this."

"Did they ever tell you to make it into a career?"

"Jokes here and there."

"I know it won't change your mind as you're damn stubborn."

"Stop it your making me gag."

"Really do think you could have had it big with this."

"Hmm who knows besides less competition for you?"

"Wow! Knew you can be cocky after all!" Verosika laughing her ass off on the other line.

The pair talk a bit longer till Verosika got to go. Then got a bit of silence for a bit.

Look back at their phone and pull up their website.

Can't believe how long they been doing this. Well, five years just small at Ivy café shop with that one year with the website there. Then just did everything now at the laptop for orders. Almost close to two and half years now.

Now look how little things at first. Enough work now to keep them occupied and livable. Then slowly these theme specials. Recently this year decided to do somewhat of a Halloween special.

It felt satisfying that they did this. Like Blitzo with his company. Sure, both of them got help but it happen.

Right ow just looking over the usual. Orders to work on in the slots that occupied now. Quantity about go low for certain clothing, accessories, and plushies. Post links from buyers and taking picture what they got. Put a news alert the special for a holiday that just past and close. Usual threats wanting stuff that not avaible. Or to complain about something. Comment about the models. A mix on that. Oh, and of course the usual 'hacks' trying to get in the website.

Epic failure.

It gotten slightly annoying when Verosika came out wearing one their clothing from a concert. Just drove many crazy who this Flaw is or want the outfit she was wearing. Verosika keeping her word they don't know. Then flipped everyone off in an interview like she does in every show. Along with always making sure the model shoots of her wearing the outfits were different from her Sintagram post.

Moxxie may or may not use the codes in a cheating way.

Alright they defiantly cheat with that and don't care.

Besides, the hacks were pathetic and wasting so much money. Along with time.

Did remember some tweet about a sinner losing their mind about it. Eh sounds like anyone else if they waste their time with anything else.

Put the phone down. Turn on the old TV to have random sound on. Barely paid attention to some news show. Reach out to remove the ribbon that was their ponytail. Shake their head and hair a bit of a mess. Took their glasses off and lay it on the table. Then lean back against their chair. Their tail on their lap.

Just take a small break and relax.

Ding!

So, tempting to put that phone on silence...Oh, wait just news on rats.

Shall go back to relaxing.

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Done!

What you all think?

Never again with cults.

I do think Verosika has at least learned to play a certain instrument. If not well now she has! The piano an interesting twist for the pop star. Yes, got to be called Vee.

What the rats do this time?

Hmmm don't think I have anything else to put down.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!