The episode begins with Millie being her typical joyful self, humming to herself carrying cups of coffee and a Frappuccino to her office at I.M.P Headquarters. She exits out of the elevator and greets the demons that are inside, including some of Verosika's crew.

Millie: (to Josh and Milky) Howdy, Mister! (to Kiki) Fine mornin'!

Millie kicks the door open.

Millie: Another day in paradise!

Upon entering, Millie realizes that her office looks like a complete mess. There are boxes opened, unopened, a cactus, and Loona looking tired and miserable, dead standing up, sleeping while holding a stuffed owl over a fire barrel, her hair messy and almost jagged. Loona hears the door open, but doesn't open her eyes, and responds to Millie while she throws the owl into the fire bin.

Loona: Oh shit, it's morning.

Millie closes the door.

Mille: Uh, yeah. Have you been here all night? And what are you doing?

Loona takes the tray holding the caffeinated drinks without caring because she's completely tired.

Loona: Blitzo brought two hundred taxidermy owls, then said I couldn't go home until I burned (whispering in stress) all of them.

Loona downs all the drinks at once, dumping them into her mouth without caring for the cups and throws the tray away.

Then the door opens with a soft creak, and in walks Y/N with Octavia following closely behind. Octavia, visibly pregnant, looks like she might drop any second, but she has a small smile on her face.

Millie: (beaming) Well, look who it is! The happy parents to be!

Loona, who has barely moved, suddenly perks up as she hears the familiar footsteps. Her tired eyes blink a few times, and she almost stumbles over to Y/N, pulling him into a tight hug. She buries her face in his neck, clearly seeking comfort from the chaos around her.

Loona: (mumbling) I can't... I can't do this anymore. I'm gonna lose my mind.

Y/N: (softly, with a shy voice) Loona...

He hugs her back, his nervousness apparent, but he's trying his best to comfort her.

Y/N: It's okay. I'm here.

Loona: Please make me feel good tonight...

Y/N:😳 O-okay. I will.

Octavia watches the interaction with a soft smile.

Millie: (teasing) Y/N, you're such a softie. Always lookin' out for others.

Just then Y/N Cenobites arrived. Filmmaker, Brute, Happy Amphibian, Ace of Spades, and Seamstress.

Millie: (blinking in surprise) Well, ain't this a parade! (nervously chuckles) Uh, good mornin'... folks?

The Seamstress: (gliding past Millie, her voice icy and precise) Morning implies there's anything good about it. (She surveys the messy office with disdain, running her fingers along a stack of papers and clicking her tongue disapprovingly.) Such disarray. It's offensive.

The Happy Amphibian: (cheerfully hopping forward, his eyes lighting up as he spots the fire barrel) Ohhhh, fire! Who's throwin' stuff in the fire? Can I join? (He spits a glob of green acid onto the ground, which sizzles ominously.)

Millie: (eyeing the burn mark nervously) Uh, maybe hold off on that, sugar.

The Filmmaker: (adjusting his camera, speaking with a dramatic flair) Chaos... disarray... despair! (He pans his camera to Loona, still clinging to Y/N.) Oh, yes. The raw emotion! (He snaps a photo, the flash momentarily blinding everyone.)

Loona: (growling) Do that again, and I'll shove that camera—

Y/N: (cutting in, shyly) He... he didn't mean any harm.

The Filmmaker: (grinning, ignoring the threat) Of course not. Only capturing art.

The Cartoonist: (twirling their ink brush, their voice fluctuating between a playful and eerie tone) Oooh, look at this place! It's like a cartoon already. (They tap the brush against their palm, and an inky creature slithers out, darting under the desks.)

Brute: (grunts, folding his massive arms as he leans against the wall, surveying the room silently.)

Ace of Spades: Quite the crew you've got here, Y/N. (He flips a card in the air and catches it effortlessly.) Though it looks like your mutt slut is about to snap.

Loona: (snarling) Say that again, card boy.

Y/N: (anxiously stepping between them) Please, don't fight.

The Cenobites quiet down slightly, though their presence continues to make the room feel tense. The Seamstress starts tidying up the office with deliberate, precise movements, muttering under her breath about "wasted potential." The Happy Amphibian is poking at the fire barrel, while the Cartoonist doodles a crude caricature of Blitzo on the wall.

Ace of Spades: You got someone at the door with packages.

Sure enough, behind him was Wally Wackford, now a taxidermy delivery service demon, with more boxes of taxidermy owls.

Wally: Hey! I got an order here for a hundred more waaacky owls!

Wally hands Loona over the clipboard with papers to sign the delivery, much to her distress because that means she's going have to burn more taxidermy owls.

Loona: (tired and distressed) Fuuuuuuck.

Wally: Hey, I haven't seen you guys in a while, heh! Do you like wanna hang out some-

Millie slams the door right in Wally's face.

Wally: (From behind the door) Okay! That answers that, I say, I say.

Ace of Spades: Well my poker club needs another member if you're interested.

Wally: I say, I say, I'm in!

Millie takes the clipboard to check the papers and see how much Blitzo ordered.

Mille: Blitzo is still sulking? It's been over a month. (throws clipboard away) And where is Moxxie? He didn't come home last night.

To answer her question, she hears Moxxie screaming from the other office room. She barges right in, knocking over the boxes to see who she can get feral on for attacking her husband. She sees Moxxie rambling through the papers and calms down.

Mille: Honey...? You okaaay?

The scene shows Moxxie in a complete frenzy because the table and the floor are littered with stacks of paper and boxes. The board above the table has many papers that show various notices like "Paid overdue", "Unpaid" and "Final Notice", revealing that I.M.P is about to go bankrupt due to Blitzo's reckless overspending.

Moxxie: I'm stuck in a math nightmare!!

Moxxie is having a panic attack and is hyperventilating hard as he picks up the papers to recheck his work.

Moxxie: The numbers, the numbers, I can't make them add up! We're FUCKED!

Moxxie is so stressed that he crawls over and cries. Mille comes over to calm him down.

Y/N and Ace of Spades walked in.

Mille: Come on, baby. It can't be that bad.

Moxxie: He drained our pension, and used it to buy THESE!

Moxxie grabs one of the boxes and opens them to reveal not taxidermy owls, but stacks of collectible dinner plates that has a real-life horse because of his obsession with horses.

Y/N: Oh dear...

Ace of Spades: See? This is why we work for Verosika.

Millie: Wait! You've been working for Verosika?

Loona: Yep. 3 months now.

Millie: You too?

Y/N: (nervously rubbing the back of his neck) W-We've... kinda all been working for Verosika.

Millie: (eyes narrowing) Why?!

Y/N: (avoiding eye contact) Because of... you know, that deal she made with Blitzo during spring break? Well... after doing some checking, it turns out she won by one dead body. So... we're sort of obligated.

Loona: (shrugging) Plus, the pay over there is way better.

Y/N: (awkwardly) And... um... Verosika's my girlfriend. So, there's, uh, special treatment. Loona was offered a job too since she's in my harem.

Ace of Spades: (dryly) Yeah, yeah, harem stuff aside. The real point is, your boss is terrible with money, and we're all getting paid peanuts over here. You're lucky Y/N even stuck around this long.

Moxxie: (still sobbing on the floor) Peanuts?! WE HAVE NEGATIVE PEANUTS!

Millie: (calming down, looking between Y/N and Moxxie) Okay, okay. Let's all just take a deep breath and—

Moxxie: (sitting up, clutching his head) NO TIME FOR BREATHING!

Y/N: (trying to sound optimistic) Maybe we can, um... sell them back?

Filmmaker: (from the other room) Oh, yeah, because there's such a high demand for horse dinner plates!

Ace of Spades: (snickering) Especially in Hell. Ya, your situation is bad.

Moxxie: Bad? Bad?! This isn't bad! This is just a (knocks down stacks of paper next to him) FINANCIAL APOCALYPSE!

Mille: I usually just give him space to work his shit out, but... you think I should talk to him?

Moxxie doesn't answer because he's still in panic attack mode, rambling over the financial crisis they are in. He gets off the table and looks at one of the papers, crying in sorrow.

Moxxie: We're gonna get audited, we're gonna be evicted, we're going BANKRUPT! Our lives are over Millie, all my hard work gone in a flash! Ohhh I should've been a theater critic, I have objectively correct opinions.

Ace shoved a cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

Y/N: Would...brainstorming names for the new baby make you feel better?

Moxxie nodded.

Mille leaves Moxxie over so he can get over his panic attack and moves around the boxes to check on Blitzo while Moxxie is mumbling over, ignoring his wife. While she looks around the boxes, she hears both calling to Loona over Moxxie's mumbling.

Y/N, Ace of Spades, and The Filmmaker trail behind Millie as she heads toward Blitzo's office. The muffled chaos of Moxxie's financial panic attack fades as they approach Blitzo's chained door.

Blitzo: [muffled] Loona! I need my piss bucket, NOW!

Moxxie: [muffled, panicking] We're gonna default... and it's not my fault! IT'S HIS FAULT!

The scene switches to Blitzo, looking even more miserable than Loona, as he's laying on blankets and large pillows, stuffing himself with process cheese spread and a box of ice cream. From a different point of view, he would look obese. He eats his ice cream and cheese spread while watching a porn movie series called "Ghostfuckers" starring Bethany Ghostfucker, a A-list pornstar. She navigates around a spooky room with more sexual gestures.

Bethany: Oh, ooh, okay. I am getting a real sexy energy from this room! Oh, there is definitely a fuckable spirit here.

Blitzo: Yeah, get that spooky ghoul cock, bitch.

Millie: Blitzo?

Millie pauses, glaring at the door covered in chains and a hastily taped sign that reads "FUK OF."

Ace of Spades: [smirking] Charming. Classy. Really setting the tone here.

Filmmaker: [adjusting his camera] The visual storytelling is immaculate. A chained door representing emotional imprisonment—poetic.

Millie: [ignoring them, sighing] I'm comin' in, Blitzo.

Blitzo: [muffled, indignant] Read the chains!

Unfortunately for Blitzo, the door is a pull, and Millie opens the door without any difficulties, but irritation is written all over her face. She turns the TV off.

Bethany Ghostfucker: [on TV] Oh, there's definitely a fuckable spirit here...

Y/N blushed at the TV. Ace whistled

Millie: [turning off the TV] Blitzo, what are you doing?! You've been in here for weeks!

Blitzo: [snatching the remote back with his tail] I'M COPING!

Ace of Spades: [whistles, crossing his arms] Coping? Looks more like auditioning for a "how low can you go" competition.

Filmmaker: [scribbling in a notebook] Truly an avant-garde approach to self-destruction. Perhaps a metaphor for the futility of...

Millie: [cutting him off] Shut up, both of you!

Millie sits on the edge of Blitzo's blanket nest, frowning as he shoves an unholy combination of ice cream and processed cheese into his mouth.

Millie: All this over a breakup?

Blitzo: [snapping] IT WAS NOT A BREAKUP! You need a relationship for a breakup, Millie, and we never had that. And we never will.

The room falls silent. Millie watches him with concern as he shovels more food into his mouth. Y/N exchanges a look with Ace, who shrugs, clearly not planning to intervene. The Filmmaker silently scribbles more notes, muttering about "emotional despair as a narrative driver."

Suddenly, the phone at the front desk rings, cutting through the tension.

Blitzo: [yelling] What?!

The scene shifts to the reception desk, where Loona, slouched and visibly tired, picks up the phone. On the other end, a Sinner Demon client named Rita is rambling endlessly.

Loona: [monotone] Uh-huh. Yeah. Fascinating. Tell me more about how you were killed for... what was it? Tax fraud?

Blitzo: [from the back room] Tell them to FUCK OFF!

Millie: [yelling back] Don't! I'll be right there!

Millie hurries out, leaving Y/N, Ace, and The Filmmaker in the office with Blitzo. They glance at each other awkwardly as Blitzo resumes watching Ghostfuckers

Ace of Spades: [to Y/N, smirking] Well, I'd say "I told you so," but this is just sad.

Filmmaker: [leaning closer to the TV] Hmm. The cinematography is abysmal.

Y/N groans and pinches the bridge of his nose and left the room with Filmmaker and Ace
Millie exits out of Blitzo's office to come across Loona, still tired and miserable, listening to the most boring conversation with the Sinner Demon client named Rita, who was ranting on and on about how she was killed and being sent to Hell for something bad.

Rita: You know, my psychic told me I'd be going somewhere bad on Wednesday. I just thought she meant Baltimore, I didn't think it was... (slams the desk) HELL!

Loona looks like she didn't listen fully, and nods only to pretend she understands. Cartoonist looked excited

Loona: Mhm, mhm, interesting.

Loona notices Millie and grabs her to bring her in front of the client so she wouldn't have to deal with any more nonsense from Rita, much to Millie's anger. Millie turns to the client.

Loona: Oh look! Someone whose job it is to listen to you.

Millie: What's going on?

Rita: Okayyy! From the top. I went for my usual tarot reading last week, and-

Loona: No, no. Fast forward to who killed you.

Rita: Ohhh, m'okay. Yesterday I was killed by the evil ghost haunting a spooky hotel.

Y/N, Filmmaker, Ace, Cartooniest, Millie and Loona look incredulous when the client claims to be killed by an evil ghost.

Filmmaker: What killed who now?

They are confused because they know that there are no such things as ghosts since they're all demons, and if a human soul dies on Earth, they either go to Hell as Demons or Heaven as Angels.

Millie: Um. Ma'am. I don't know how to tell you this, but when humans die they either end up here...or up there.

Rita: Ohhhh, okay. (inclined her head) I don't understand.

Loona: She's saying ghosts aren't real, lady!

A red alert light breaks through Blitzo's door windows, indicating that Blitzo heard everything from the office. Then, Blitzo smashes the door going through to see if the client was telling the truth about being killed by a ghost, visibly enthusiastic.

Blitzo: Ghost!? I heard ghost. Where's the ghost I can fuck- er, hunt?

Filmmaker: The protagonists triumphant comeback!

Millie: Blitzo, calm down! Someone killed this lady but it wasn't-

Blitzo doesn't want to hear any objections and gets right into her face.

Blitzo: Millie! Let me have this.

Millie: But-

Blitzo really wants to "hunt" the ghost so much he brings up his freebie card that said, "Uncondituinal Support", which reveals that whenever Blitzo is stalking Mille and Moxxie, he gets to use one of the freebie holes for Mille to punch. Knowing that Blitzo needs to get over with his not-breakup, Mille takes a deep breath and sigh. She takes the freebie card and punches a hole with her knife.

Ace of Spades: Wow. I suppose that's better than health insurance.

Blitzo takes the card back and comes over to the client, asking questions about her killer.

Blitzo: Alright so tell me what it looked like, starting with its hotness and tightness. How many- how many abs would you say you witnessed?

As Blitzo escorts the client out of the office, Millie was relieved Blitzo is back to his usual self, and turns to Loona, who is sleeping until her nose forms a bubble, and when the bubble pops, Loona is jolted awake.

Millie: Well. At least he's out of his office!

———

Millie carries a large box labeled "Gost Fokrz! Shit" out of the building and sets it down on the pavement. The box rattles with random ghost-hunting gear, including nets, vacuums, and what looks suspiciously like a toaster taped to a flashlight. Loona is leaning against the wall nearby, arms crossed, looking skeptical.

Loona: I don't know if this is a good idea.

Millie: [dusting off her hands] He'll be fine. We'll check the place out, see what Earth considers creepy, and Blitzo will get all this ghost stuff out of his system. You just need to keep an eye on Moxxie. He's a little...

The camera pans up to show Moxxie through a window, losing his mind. His head repeatedly smacks against the glass, creating a small crack. His shirt is torn off as he flails dramatically.

Moxxie: BANKRUPTCY! BANKRUPTCY! BANKRUPTCY!!!

Millie: [cringing] Upsetti.

Loona: [rolling her eyes] I don't take orders from you, grandma.

Millie sighs, looking visibly exasperated, almost pleading.

Millie: Look, I can't keep both of them out of trouble at the same time. I need your help.

Loona shifts uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact.

Millie: Please?

Y/N approaches, sensing the tension. He places a hand on Loona's shoulder, his tone gentle but persuasive.

Y/N: Loona, can you please do this? I'll owe you. Big time. Name it, and it's yours.

Loona was thinking and looked at him.

Loona: Like what?

Y/N: Whatever you want. Just... make sure Octavia's okay, too.

Loona: You lucky I love you, you cute dweeb. Also, how the hell does she already look like she's eight months pregnant?

Y/N: From what I was told, I will eggs, develop faster than normal babies.

Before anyone can say more, the blaring sound of the I.M.P van interrupts them. The van screeches to a halt in front of them, with Blitzo behind the wheel. The logo on the side has been replaced with a poorly taped-on image of "Ghost Fuckers" with a crude, grinning ghost in the background. Filmmaker, Ace of Spades, and Cartoonist are seated inside.

Blitzo: Get in, losers! We're going ghost fuckin'!

Millie looks at Y/N as they both hesitate near the van. She glances at the Cenobites already inside, specifically Filmmaker, Ace of Spades, and Cartoonist.

Millie: Why are they coming along?

Y/N: [sighing] Blitzo said Cartoonist called dibs.

Cartoonist: [leaning out the window, smug] Damn right I did. Ghosts are an art form, darling. And so am I.

Filmmaker: I'm documenting this for archival purposes. Every haunting deserves a proper narrative.

Ace of Spades: Someone with common sense has to make sure none of you do anything reckless or stupid.

Seeing how much Blitzo is going crazy with his not-breakup and his obsession to "hunt" the nonexistent ghost, Loona relents.

Loona: Ugh. Fine. I'll watch the nerd and bird. But granny, you are the one cleaning off the van.

Millie was glad Loona can watch over Moxxie until they come back and gets inside the van.

Millie: Thanks... Loona.

Loona: Don't get used to it!

Millie takes the front row seat and buckles up as Y/N sits in the back. Blitzo activates the Asmodean Crystal to open a portal to Earth at the place where their client was killed.

Blitzo: Let's gape this hole wide open!

Blitzo floors it to make a very quick entrance through the portal. The van's tires screeched as the vehicle zooms right through the portal. Unfortunately, when the van zips in, a crash noise occurs on the other side. The camera slides over to the other side of the portal where the distance between the van and the destination was very short, and the group crashed into a gravestone with a skeleton being lodged between the broken hood and the stone.

Cartooniest: OUCH!

Blitzo: (weakly) We're here.

Millie gets out after the unfortunate crash and Blitzo looks around to see if they're in the right location. Y/N in the other stumbled out.

Blitzo: Huh, interesting. Aren't we supposed to be at a haunted hotel?

Blitzo turns around and saw the most Halloween dramatic scene of the One Star Wonder, a creepy old hotel in the graveyard with lightning striking in the scene. Spooky music plays off. The hotel looks like it's been haunted with something paranormal, covered with broken windows and cobwebs.

Cartoonist: Ooh! Creepy!

Blitzo: (chuckles excitedly) Oh-ho, yeah, this place is gonna be ripe with fuckable spirits.

Blitzo opens his broken van door and checks on the box to get the equipment he'll need to "hunt" for the nonexisting ghost while Millie looks concerned over his erratic behavior.

Blitzo: I gotta get a reading.

Millie: Blitzo, look. I know this is fun and all but, come back to reality. You do know ghosts aren't real, right?

Blitzo: (flashing a light to his face) But they are.

Ace of Spades: Ya right.

Blitzo gets back to looking through his stuff, which makes Millie more agitated to borderline angry, causing her to smack her palm to her face.

Millie: Oh my fucking Satan.

Blitzo got the gear he needed; a "Ghostfucker" dildo that was supposed to "detect" the ghost, and a vacuum, which is actually a vacuum and not a real ghost capture machine. Y/N looked uncomfortable.

Y/N: What is that?

Blitzo: You like it? It's Bethany Ghost-Fucker's Ghost Sucker 9000. Sure to get you a ghost after a ghost gets you...off. Only set me back a couple thousand!

Millie was outraged that not only did Blitzo spend the work's pension for his taxidermy owls and collectible horse plates, but he also bought the Ghostfuckers merchandises that costs another thousand, leaving them closer to bankruptcy.

Millie: A couple what?!

Pissed, Millie picks up a bone and throws it at Blitzo for his careless spending.

Millie: You haven't paid us in a month!

Blitzo turns on the vacuum and sucks the bone in before it can hit him.

Blitzo: Uh oh! Looks like it sucked all the fun outta you. Now hurry up and put this on, those ghosts aren't gonna fuck themselves.

As Blitzo walks away in excitement, Millie is getting more riled up with Blitzo's shenanigans to the point that she wants to take a knife and stab him hard.

Filmmaker: Drama~!

She takes another deep breath and exhales to calm herself because Blitzo needs to "hunt" ghosts to get his spirits back up.

Millie: He needs this. He needs this. (strained) He needs this.

She looked at Y/N.

Millie: Though I see why your working for Verosika.

Millie keeps her nerves and follows Blitzo.

———

Upon entering the hotel, lightning strikes and Blitzo turn on the dildo to "detect" any ghosts, until it comes in contact with the hotel manager, Rolando.

Rolando: Welcome to the One Star Wonder, where it's a wonder we still have that star. (tilts head) How may I help you today?

Blitzo: (in a valley accent) We're-

Filmmaker: Let me handle this! We are filming a very special episode of Miss Ghostfuckers hit show and we're gonna need access to every room in this dump.

Rolando: Well snap me in half! The Bethany Ghost-Fucker from that one show...

Blitzo: It's called Ghost Fuckers, idiot.

Rolando: No, but you're getting close. Anyway, I am glad to see you folks. We've been having more...disturbances than usual lately.

Blitzo: What kind? Se- sexy disturbances?

Rolando: (slams 3 crime scene photos on the desk) The kind that are killing my guests!

In the crime scene photos, there were three people who were murdered: one was being levitated, one was bisected with its guts spilled out, and the third was decapitated.

Y/N gagged and covered his eyes.

Millie: Well there definitely ain't no such thing as ghosts. But we'll get to the bottom of what's killing your guests.

Blitzo: (in a valley accent) Uh yeah, except ghosts are real, camera man.

Millie: (strained) They're a conspiracy, Bethany.

Blitzo: (in a valley accent and raised his butt in the air) Uh, then what do I plan on fucking tonight, camera man? Our director? Crew members? Or tall dark and sexy~?

He pointed at Ace.

The lights in the building started to flicker spookily, which frightened Blitzo and Y/N.

Blitzo: Ah! Where's my lube?

Rolando face-palms himself over their idiocy, and gets to the point.

Rolando: Look, real or not, this shit needs to stop.

Blitzo: (in a valley accent) Uh, then we'll need those keys, cocksucker. Every last one of them, keys and condoms, hand 'em over.

Rolando digs through his draws and picks out the keys to every room in the hotel and a bunch of condoms. He gives them to Blitzo.

Rolando: Oh, I just can't tell you how glad I'll be to be rid of them. Just do me a flavor and clean up any fluids left behind. (swipes off some condoms on his desk) They already killed my last cleaning lady, now I'm stuck with this.

Rolando gestures to someone behind the counter, and Blitzo and Millie peeks over to check. Turns out, there was a hunchback bellhop man with deformed eyes and drooling named Toledo the Igor behind the counter. Blitzo, Ace, Y/N, Filmmaker, Cartoonist and Millie grimaced at the sight of his disgusting form.

Blitzo and Millie: Eugh...

Y/N: *Gag*

Filmmaker: What a repulsive thing!

Toledo tries to speak with drool spreading everywhere.

Toledo: Buh- buh- bitch- bitch!

Rolando: Poor thing can't even blink.

Blitzo: (in a valley accent) No promises! Heh. Come along Ace and film crew!

———
The scene cuts to the hallways with Blitzo, Y/N, Ace, Filmmaker, Cartoonist and Millie investigating the rooms for any signs of ghost to "hunt". As they get past a painting portrait of Rolando, its eyes move to follow their movement like a Scooby-Doo scene. Millie was concerned that Blitzo is just using the job as an excuse to hide his emotions from his not-breakup, walking pass a ringing phone with its cords cut off.

Y/N: How's the phone ringing?

Millie: Blitzo, we have a job to do. (old telephone ringing) Someone killed that lady and it wasn't no phantom, so we should be tracking-

Blitzo: Woah! Mils, just 'cause you're a hick does not mean you can drop that f-bomb all willy nilly. (poking Millie with the dildo) They hate that word.

Y/N: Who?

Blitzo quickly placed his finger to shut him up.

Blitzo: Sh-shh- sh, shut your bigot mouth, I'm gettin' a reading.

Ace of Spades: How? That's just a-

Blitzo put his finger on Aces lips.

Filmmaker: Action.

Blitzo turns to the dildo device to a hotel room that he was sure there are ghosts he can "hunt". He takes out the keys and was about to unlock the door before Y/N jumps in front of him to stop Blitzo from opening it.

Y/N: Wait! There might be someone in there!

Blitzo: Yeah you bet your ass there's someone in there! A ghost, about to get a mouthful of si... si... I don't know, SOMETHING SEXUAL!

Blitzo does not want to hear any more objections from anyone and unlocks the door, kicking it wide open with the vacuum ready to snare the ghost inside.

Blitzo: LOOK ALIVE, YOU UNDEAD COCK SLEEVE!

Turns out, there were no ghosts, but an elderly couple in bed reading their books. Blitzo turns the vacuum to the couple and sucks in the blanket and the books, which makes the couple shriek in fear in their underwear.

Y/N: Oh god!

Y/N was immediately repulsed by this.

Filmmaker: Nope! Too old. Far too old!

Blitzo: (in a valley accent) Prepare to get sucked off to the astral plane (gets on bed and flips them off) BITCH!

The couple were so scared that the husband hugs his wife to comfort her.

Husband: Oh my, Dolores!

Millie and Ace walk right in and stops Blitzo.

Millie: Damn it, Blitzo, they aren't ghosts! These are just shriveled humans! (turns to the husband) No offense.

The husband takes that as an insult and gets off the bed with his fists ready to duke it out with the Imps. He brings his hands into a boxing form.

Husband: Think you're pretty slick, huh? You looking for a fight? I'll give you a fight!

The old man was then struck by Ace. Ace used his boomerang.

Y/N: Ah!

Millie: Shit!

Blitzo:...You looking for a job?

Just then the old man struck Ace in the stomach, across the face, and trapped him in a headlock before throwing him through to a wall.

Millie didn't want to deal with an old man who couldn't even fight back and turns to Blitzo.

Millie: (sighs) Let's leave these two-

Before Millie could even finish her sentence, a fist came right into her face and punched her so hard that she flew back and crashes into the wall, making a hole of her figure behind.

Millie: OOF!

It turns out the feeble old man isn't so weak and helpless as it seemed since he just cratered Millie and Ace into the wall. Blitzo was flabbergasted that the old man could deck Millie and Ace. His eyes wide and mouth agape at the sight of the punch.

Husband: I fuckin' beat the Nazis, and I'll beat you too, bitch!

Filmmaker: Such violence! Such depravity! We're gonna do great with the ratings.

The husband notices Blitzo behind using his vacuum to "suck" him in evne though he isn't a ghost.

Blitzo: Look out everyone, he's a patriot!

Dolores points at Blitzo, Y/N, Cartoonist, and Filmmaker.

Dolores: Get them Harold!

Harold tries to make a left hook at Y/N, but he dodges it and Blitzo punched Harold back before they flee, crashing into the wall Millie went through, leaving a hole of their figures behind.

Y/N grabs Millie and they started running. Dolores comes out of the room.

Dolores: Get back here you red, little shit! Get back here! (grabs her walking cane and starts running after them) AHHHHH

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After a long and funky montage, the group continue their search for the ghosts. They crawl into the air vents, with Millie looking more angrier by the second, with Y/N following right behind her, followed by Filmmaker, Cartoonist, Ace, and Blitzo

Blitzo: Wow, nice one, Mils.

Blitzo checks the dildo for more signs of ghosts

Ace:It's just a dildo that vibrates and doesn't even work.

Blitzo: Yeah yeah yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that. Now I think I found the problem though! The readings were coming from above us, so let's get up there and (bumps into Ace of Spades when he stopped) oh, ass!

Ace: [pointing ahead] Don't look at me. It's Cartoonist.

Cartoonist: [defensive] It's not me. It's the Filmmaker.

Filmmaker: [calmly gesturing ahead] It's Y/N who stapped.

Y/N: [confused] It's... Millie.

Millie: [snapping] Enough! Wait—stapped? You mean stopped?

Filmmaker: [shrugging] Yeah. Stapped.

Blitzo nearly drops his dildo and looked at Millie.

Blitzo: What?

Millie comes clean and wants to end Blitzo's ghost hunting shenanigans.

Millie: I'm done. I don't wanna play ghost hunter with you, and I-

She suddenly slaps a pair of headphones onto Y/N's head, cutting herself off mid-rant.

Blitzo: Uh, It's ghost-fuckers.

Before Blitzo could put back on the Bethany hat, Millie grabs it to make him stop.

Millie: I wasn't done! You know, I always love to have fun with you, and I ain't said boo to you moping around like a sad sack for weeks. But we have bills to pay.

Y/N, Filmmaker, Cartoonist, and Ace exchange uncomfortable glances, all clearly out of their depth in the argument. Y/N slowly slides the headphones off, pretending not to notice the tension.

Millie shoves the hat back to Blitzo.

Millie: So look, you can go be pathetic and play sex ghosts, if that's what you need to do, but I gotta get this job done! Whoever wants to join who is welcome!

Millie is done with Blitzo and crawls to the left where the vents split into two directions. Blitzo, outraged by Millie abandoning him, faces to the right. Y/N took off his headphones.

Blitzo: Fine! Who needs you anyway!? (Puts the hat back on) (In a valley accent) Bethany Ghost-Fucker works ALONE!

With that, Blitzo crawls to the right.

The remaining group—Y/N, Filmmaker, Cartoonist, and Ace—sit in awkward silence for a beat.

Y/N: [quietly] Well... that escalated.

Cartoonist: [grinning] Drama makes for good storytelling.

Filmmaker: [nodding, jotting notes in a small notebook] Agreed. A riveting character arc.

Ace: [rolling his eyes] Yeah, yeah.

Y/N, Filmmaker, Cartoonist, and Ace pause at the fork in the vents after Millie and Blitzo crawl off in opposite directions. The tension is thick as everyone hesitates, unsure which way to go.

Y/N: [looking between the two paths] So... who's going with who?

The group exchanges glances. Filmmaker adjusts his camera dramatically, as if pondering a philosophical question.

Filmmaker: [stroking his chin] A difficult decision. Millie is pragmatic, focused on the task. But Blitzo... he's chaos. Chaos makes for a far more interesting narrative.

Cartoonist: [grinning mischievously] I call dibs on Blitzo. Dude's unhinged, and I need inspiration for my next masterpiece. I'll get gold material from whatever he's about to do.

Ace: [groaning] You're both insane. Millie's the only one with common sense. I'm not risking my ass chasing Blitzo's ghost-humping fantasies.

Y/N looks at Filmmaker, who seems genuinely torn.

Y/N: [raising an eyebrow] What about you, Filmmaker?

Filmmaker: [with a dramatic sigh] While I'd prefer to document the chaos, someone needs to balance out Millie's seriousness. I'll go with her.

Everyone looks at Y/N, who now has to choose.

Cartoonist: [nudging Y/N] You coming with me to Team Disaster?

Ace: [crossing his arms] Or are you coming with us to Team Functional Adults?

Y/N sighs, running a hand through his hair, clearly regretting being put in this situation.

Y/N: [muttering] Why do I have to make the hard choices...

Millie quickly came over and dragged him with her

Millie: Nope, you're coming with me.

————

A cockroach scurries around in the vents as Blitzo keeps climbing and crawling through the space with Cartoonist not far behind him.

Blitzo: Yeah, who needs you anyway? Fucking ghost denying piece of shi-IIIT!

Blitzo slips on what appears to be black ectoplasm. He looks at it in disgust.

Blitzo: What the fuck is this?

Cartoonist: Looks like...ink? Only more green and sticky. And smells like fish oil.

Blitzo notices that the vents have more ectoplasm goop oozing around them. Blitzo slips again, but he crawls through the slime. As the duo moved, they stop to hear something very disturbing.

Cartoonist: Hear that? I think somethings not right.

Like a true horror movie scene, they then notices that the vents were starting to feel upwards until they realize they are moving upwards. Blitzo grunts trying to get a good grip, but the slime was so slippery that it's making him slip even more. Cartoonist yelped as he started slipping and tried to get a good grip on the walls.

Blitzo: Ugh, uh, ahh! Oh shit. Shit, shit shit shit. Satan, Satan, Satan. Oh, FUCK!

The vents was becoming more upwards and the duo starts falling down in the vents. Blitzo, with his claws, he manages to hang on to the latches of the vents for sometime.

Blitzo: Millie?!

Cartoonist pressed his legs and back against the vent walls to stop himself from slipping.

Blitzo was gasping for air as the ectoplasm starts dripping on his face and his claws cannot hold on for much longer.

Blitzo: Millie?! Millie I need help! I can't hold on, Millie!! Oh, oh fuck me, the hell is that?

The slime makes him lose his grip, and Blitzo falls over, down into the vents. He landed right on top of Cartoonist and the two fell downward. They screamed as they were falling down in the vents. From the hallway, Y/N lifts up the vent door and the two zip right out. They fall over, and realize that the slime was gone.

As Y/N walks away, Blitzo saw him and was glad seeing him.

Blitzo: Y/N! Thank Satan someone's here to help

When Y/N was still walking away, Blitzo and Cartoonist get up and follows him.

Blitzo: Y/N?

He grabbed his shoulder and turns him around, only to come face-to-face with a Y/N who doesn't have a face.

Faceless Y/N: (Distorted) You ALWAYS need help, Blitzo!

Cartoonist: Ah! What the fuck?!

As Blitzo was scared by the sight of the no-face Y/N, a hotel room pries itself open, and reveals another Y/N, but this Y/N has glass shards in his eye would've been killed if he was hit by the glass bottle Ralphie had in "Murder Family".

Murder Family Y/N: Always needing to take from those around you-

Cartoonist: What's happening?!?

Blitzo: I don't know!!

They clung onto each other.

Then, more hotel rooms open, revealing all the Y/N's if he had ever died; Y/N with melted skin if he was caught in the fire that happened at Loo Loo Land during the episode of "Loo Loo Land"; Y/N with purple skin if he was eaten by the Catfish Monster back in "Spring Broken"; Y/N with golden arrows piercing his head, body, and arms if the C.H.E.R.U.B had successfully shot him with their angelic arrows in "C.H.E.R.U.B"; Y/N with an injured right arm and a missing left leg if he was injured any further before being killed in "The Harvest Moon Festival". With each sentence, they come closer to Blitzo and Cartoonist, surrounding them.

Loo Loo Land and Spring Broken Y/Ns: - and leaving them worse and more broken than you found them.

C.H.E.R.U.B. Y/N: You think you can change?

All Y/N's: You'll never stop fucking people's lives up.

The Y/N Blitzo was holding looks up, revealing that he now has a face, but it's the Y/N if he dies during the current job with his eyes bloodshot and leaking black ectoplasm goo.

Ghostfuckers Y/N: When was the last time you actually loved someone without hurting them?

Blitzo: Let's get out of here!!!

Frightened, Blitzo starts running away with Cartoonist from the disfigured Y/N hallucinations. He runs away as fast as he could, trying to get away and out of the hotel. When he turns to a corner, Blitzo is reverted to his teenage years. He was hyperventilating until Blitzo turns around and spots a tall demon with long hair at the bright light. Its silhouette was shadowy, but its eyes are glowing.

Blitzo: MOM!

Recognizing his mom, Blitzo runs toward her and hugs his mother, and she hugs him back. Blitzo cries in her dress.

Blitzo: Momma..! I was having the worst dream.

Blitzo sobs as his mother caress his face before hugging him. The scene becomes horrific as green flames starts to sprout from her body and then, a malevolent laughter echoes to Blitzo.

Rolando: (Distorted) This isn't a dream, this is your life. And it always will be.

Blitzo notices that the green flames were spreading, and the skull that once belonged to his mother falls into his hand. Much to his horror, Blitzo realized that his mother was burning, but she wasn't screaming in agony. She still smiles down at Blitzo as the flames spread to her hair, and now, she was on fire. But she didn't feel any pain. Her body burns to a crisp as her left eyeball fell into Blitzo's hand. He screamed desperately to save his mother as he holds onto her face until it was burning into a skull of what remains of his mother.

Blitzo: NO! NO, NO, NO MOM I'M SORRY! MOM PLEASE I'M SORRY!

The scene is revealed to be a hallucination as the skull button was on the floor and Blitzo was heard screaming in sorrow.

Y/N, Millie, Filmmaker, Ace of Spades come over after hearing his scream to check on him.

Millie: Blitzo? Blitzo!

Millie spots the skull ball on the floor and picks it up. She turns to a hotel room that was slightly open and enters inside. She saw Blitzo all huddle to himself, crying. Cartoonist was hiding under the bed.

Y/N: Are you okay?! What happened?

Y/N checks on Blitzo, but he suddenly pushed him away with his makeup now in a complete mess. He is having a mental breakdown after experiencing whatever he went through.

Blitzo: No, no, don't touch me! I destroy everything, everyo- I-I make everyone's lives worse.

Blitzo gets up and moves away to hide behind a bed as Millie tries to comfort her boss.

Millie: Not mine! Blitzo...Remember how we met?

Blitzo, confused, glanced at Millie.

Blitzo: What?

———

The scene cuts to a flashback of the time when Blitzo meets Millie. Years ago, at a bar called "Beelzejuice", sponsored by Beelzebub, in the Wrath Ring, a shark demon and a bug demon were playing pool as the camera roves to a younger Millie, who used to have longer hair in a ponytail, drinking her beer when a door opens to show a silhouette of Blitzo. He comes over and sits down next to her, tensions were building between them.

Blitzo: Soooo. You the bitch that took our hit?

Millie: You lookin' for payback?

Her tail whips behind to grab her knife and spins it before stabbing the counter with Millie showing a more attitude side and Blitzo's face in the reflection of the knife.

Millie: If so, you came to the wrong fucking BAR!

The action begins with Millie jumping backwards in a slow motion before throwing her knife at a normal speed. Blitzo intercepts the knife with his chair, easily impressed with her skills.

Blitzo: Wo-hoh! Ni-ice shot!

Blitzo removes the knife with his tail and examines the blade.

Blitzo: I can see why Moxxie was so impressed with you.

Blitzo throws the knife away, leaving Millie unarmed, but she snorts like an angry bull and charges right at Blitzo. She delivers multiple punches to Blitzo, but with every punch, Blitzo intercepts it with a chair.

Blitzo: Hup- oh! Impressive!

With every punch Millie inflicts, the chair breaks apart until one of the stools hits a demon in the face painfully.

Millie: Who's that? Your boss? Hah!

Millie delivers a roundhouse kick to Blitzo, who used the chair to block the kick, but the chair breaks completely, backing him to a table with only two stools in his hand.

Blitzo: HA he fucking wishes.

Blitzo throws the stools away and thumbs to himself.

Blitzo: No, I work for myself, lady.

Millie attacks Blitzo again, but he uses the table, grabbing the pole with his table and throws it at Millie. She punches right through, destroying the table as the occupants fled from the fight.

Blitzo: Nice one!

Blitzo grabs one of the fleeing bystanders and throws him over to Millie, but she punches him out cold and chased after Blitzo to the counter.

Millie: Bullshit! Who sent you?

The fight scene takes to the counter as they hop on. Blitzo grabs one of the demons playing pool and throws her to Millie, but she catches and throws her to the bartender. Millie ejects spikes from her boots to stomp over his balls.

Millie: Who are you working for?!

Blitzo dodges one of her stomps and gets off of the counter.

Blitzo: What? You don't believe me?

Infuriated, Millie dig through her ponytail and brings out a second knife she keeps somewhere to stab Blitzo.

Millie: Imps don't work for themselves, asshole.

As Millie tries to stab Blitzo, he caught her wrist and twirls around to smack her against the wall, disarming her knife, and holding her with his elbows.

Blitzo: Well this one does, and he's very interested in having you join his team.

Millie believes it to be nonsense and back-wall flips over Blitzo, freeing herself before landing behind. When Blitzo turns around, Millie punches his face hard enough to make his nose bleed.

Millie: You think you have anything to offer me?

Blitzo seemed to be handling the fight well, making him wipe his nose and smirks with interest. In return, Millie smirks with satisfication as if she's enjoying the fight. She attacks Blitzo, but he easily intercepts her punches.

Blitzo: Double whatever you're getting paid now!

Blitzo grabs Millie by the leg with his tail and spins her to throw the demon over to the wall, laughing victoriously, but Millie lands on the wall with ease. She then picks out the throwing darts stuck on the board.

Millie: I'm between jobs.

Millie throws the darts over to Blitzo, but he jumps to the left just as the bartender recovers, only for the demon to be struck with multiple darts, possibly killing him. Millie throws more darts and Blitzo, who hops around dodge over one and lands on the pool table when Millie has no more darts.

Blitzo: (laughing) This powerhouse? How'd that happen?

Millie: Not exactly a shortage of imp assassins in Wrath. Reputation is everything.

Blitzo: And what's your reputation, hmm?

Millie was insulted and climbs on the pool table to fight Blitzo. She takes one of the cue sticks and tries to hit Blitzo, but he flips over Millie and knees her. Millie blocks the attack, but the cue stick was split in half. She goes dual wield and stabs Blitzo, who dodges her attacks. He tries kicking Millie, but she ducks below and then backhand springs over to kick Blitzo. He ducks away and moves to the other side to get the drop on Millie, but she moves to the right. Blitzo grabs hold of the pool table and flips to the left, causing them to fall out of balance, but they flipped over and stands back up.

Millie, seeing how skilled Blitzo is as a fighter, comes to question the demon.

Millie: Who the fuck are you?

Blitzo: Someone with an eye for potential. Now you wanna keep working for peanuts, or do you want to shake things up?

Blitzo offers his hand to Millie that he wants her in his team. Millie was going to accept it, but wanting to see if he's serious, reaches a knife from her back pocket and throws it right at Blitzo. The knife misses Blitzo by centimeters and lands on the wall, but Blitzo was unfazed by the throw, even when his cheek was cut and bleeding. Millie, impressed, chuckles and comes over to him.

Millie: You're fucking weird. I'm in.

With that, Millie shakes his hand to accept the offer. With the deal settled, they started walking out of the bar.

Millie: So who's that Moxxie guy you mentioned?

Blitzo: Oh, your new coworker. Yeah, you- you'll fucking hate him.

As they close the door behind them, the bar was a complete mess with many demons knocked out by their brawl with tables and chairs broken.

A year later, another flashback scene cuts to when Millie meets the whole gang. She hops and flips on the rooftop to meet Loona, who had pink and grey highlights before going none. Moxxie was completely flustered when he sees Millie for the first time, and was sweating nervously as he shakes her hand, frozen in shyness. Millie walks past him, who faints from love at first sight to Blitzo giving her the signature axe. The office building, which will become the I.M.P headquarters, is in lease, and Blitzo takes it.

Millie: (voiceover) That year I spent getting to know your rag tag team and making our mark in the assassin game. It was fun.

The scene cuts to the office room of where they will be working in with the name of the company: I.M.P Headquarters, painted on the door.

Blitzo: Welcome to I.M.P.

Blitzo opens the door, revealing the office to be still in the works with boxes not opened yet, wallpapers still in need of remodeling, and the hole on the ceiling that needs to get patched. The imps were amazed that they have their own building.

Millie: *gasps* Holy shit!

Moxxie, astonished and excited, turns to Blitzo.

Moxxie: Sir, what is this?

Blitzo takes out Stolas's Grimoire to show them the one thing they'll need for the job.

Blitzo: This baby right here is our future, 'kay? So I figured we deserve an upgrade, right? New office, new clients, new ring. Go on, check it out!

As Moxxie and Loona follows inside to see the new office, Blitzo notices Millie not entering due to her hesitance.

Blitzo: What, not nice enough for you? I did the fucking best I could.

Millie: We... heh. We don't deserve this.

Blitzo: Huh?

Millie: We're just Wrathians, Blitzo. Muscle. It's all we're good for, all I'm good for. It's why you hired me. Any demon good at making a buck is welcome in Lust or Greed, but here? Demons like us ain't cut out for this.

Blitzo, offended, cusses out at Millie.

Blitzo: Ummm, fuck you.

Millie: (confused) What?

Blitzo: Millie, I have spent too much of my time, energy, and holes into setting this up for us to entertain your bullshit. I brought you into this company for a reason, okay? You're tougher, smarter, and frankly more capable than anyone I've ever met in any ring. *places hand on her shoulder before thumbing to himself* And I'm more fuckable and business savvy than any succu-bitch alive, (adorable face) Loonie's perfect, and Moxxie's...

Blitzo paused when he notices that Moxxie was staring at the eels with such enthusiam, which creeps Blitzo out.

Blitzo: ...Probably got some good traits too and I'm sure we'll figure them out eventually. *turning back to Millie* The point is, if we can't make it here then- then no one deserves to, right? 'Kay, so stop killing my buzz, and come on, I wanna show you my office!

The scene cuts to Millie at her apartment gazing upon the office building with happiness. Then, a montage scene shows a flashback of the good times she's ever had with the gang. From the time when Blitzo pulls and grenade and attacks someone on the rooftop before the grenade explodes, killing their target, and splattering blood all over them. Moxxie facepalms, but Millie was unfazed, but happy. One time, they were climbing up the skyscraper: The other time they were hunting a client in the outback when Millie points at someone and Blitzo just randomly shoots at it for no reason. A time when Blitzo drives his van with Millie riding on top holding an axe before jumping up with laughter and decapitating a human target.

Millie: (voiceover) Most of my life I bought into the idea that all I could ever be was a simple farm girl. Or best an underpaid goon. Until I met some knucklehead who never gave a fuck about what anyone else said he could or couldn't be.

Millie looked at Blitzo, Moxxie and Loona. Blitzo shoves Moxxie aide and hugs Millie, laughing beside her.

Millie: (voiceover) He made me believe he could be anything. And that made me feel like I could be anything, too.

———-

The flashback scene ends with Millie and Blitzo at the present.

Millie: He gave me so much...A career, a husband, a future. And now...He's my best friend.

Blitzo: You... you don't hate me?

Millie: Naw, never.

Blitzo, touched by her words, comes over and sits on the bed next to her. Millie gives him back the skull button, which made Blitzo all teary before taking it and putting back to his shirt. As Millie talks more, Blitzo takes her hand and Millie leans over to Blitzo.

Millie: Look. What I said earlier, you've just always been so unbothered by everything. Almost bulletproof and, I guess I never realized how much I depended on that. I didn't know how to react to you being reduced to...Bethany. But I should've respected you like you always do for me. I'm sorry.

Blitzo realized what Millie meant, and he knew she was right. He's never been so depressed to revert to something so stupid and takes off the wig and hat.

Blitzo: Better?

Millie: Much.

Blitzo: Good.

Y/N was tearing up and started clapping at this.

Millie: Aww. You big sweetheart!

Filmmaker: Wonderful! Inspiring!! Delightful!!!!

Millie was finally glad Blitzo is over with his depression and starts getting back to business.

Millie: Now *hops off the bed* you ready to finish this thing?

Blitzo: Yeah! (pause)

Cartoonist: But we still don't even know what this thing is!

Blitzo: Yeah! What he said.

As they leave the room, Millie rolls her eyes in annoyance and comes to answer how someone killed the client when there wasn't any ghost involved or existed.

Millie: Come on, Blitzo. What's the only thing you know that comes to Earth and fucks with people's minds that badly.

Blitzo: I don't know, it's something that like an infestor demon would do-ohhh.

Y/N: A what?

Blitzo then realized the only real logical explanation for the hallucination and all these paranormal stuff the humans believe in.

Millie: Bingo!

Just then, they heard a creepy spooky voice echoing in the hallways.

Rolando: So-ho. Figured it out, have you?

They turn to the source, getting ready to fight whomever they're facing. At the end of the hallways, Rolando appears before them with a evil grin. The lights flickered once before Rolando disappears from the scene. The lights then goes out as Rolando comes up in a close-up horror scene.

Rolando: A bit out of your depth, aren't you little ones?

Filmmaker: Oh no! A twist!

Millie: I swear! One more movie thing outta you, and I'm gonna rip that camera head right off!

Filmmaker: You can't judge art!

Rolando retreats into the darkness with his form slowly revealing himself to be more demonic with his eyes glowing and teeth showing in the dark.

The lightbulbs break, and more break as the shadow force comes to destroy them, heading toward the group. They run away when the shadows starts to come close with Rolando's shadow figure chasing after them. Rolando's evil laughter echoes as he comes closer to the demons, and more ectoplams slime races behind them.

However, Y/N, Filmmaker, Ace of Spades, and Cartoonist were faster than Blitzo and Millie

Blitzo: Damn our tiny fucking legs!

With each light breaking, Rolando's shadow figure comes popping every time, and then,

Rolando: You know my secret, I guess you gotta die like all the reeest!

Rolando's shadow grabs hold of Blitzo's shadow leg, making him fall. Y/N turns and tries to help, but Rolando grabs him and throws him at Millie.

As Blitzo recovers, an invisible force levitated him over and throws the demon over to the wall, crashing him through several hotel rooms before landing near the pool. Blitzø grunts and coughs as he sees Rolando in his true form: a tall, spindly, fish-themed eel demon with shades of teal and green, silvery fins, yellow eyes with no irises or pupils, and a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Rolando crawls through the hole and confronts Blitzo.

Rolando: Oh, this is fun! *laughs*

Rolando stomps Blitzo in the face, holding him down to kill him. Before he can, Ace of Spades suddenly appears and kicks Rolando hard enough to crash him into a hole on the wall.

Rolando: Atta boy, Ace!

However, Rolando escaped and is in the pool. He props himself out, angered by the Cenobite.

Rolando: No thatta, bitch!

Rolando leaps over, grabbed his head and threw him at the wall.

Millie, Y/N and the others arrived. Six against one, Rolando attacks Millie, Y/N and Blitzo.

Despite being six to one, Rolando is easily overpowering them with him kneeing Blitzo before kicking him down. When Millie tries to punch him, Rolando backflips and kicks Millie down too. He uppercut Cartoonist. Body slammed Y/N. Rammed into Ace of Spades.

However, Filmmaker used his film reels to strangle Ronaldo.

Ronaldo started gasping for air as Filmmaker was strangling him.

Filmmaker: Showtime, bitch!

He then rammed Ronaldo's head into a wall a couple times, before Ronaldo grabbed his arm, and threw him in the pool

He tries to stomp Blitzo, but he dodges leaving only crator. Millie and Y/N kick at Rolando but he caught all three, throwing them over to the pool.

Underwater, Rolando has a huge advantage as he swims through and tackles Millie, Y/N, and Filmmaker in the pool before thrashing them around. He then grabs Blitzo and then surfaces with him smacking both Blitzo and Millie on the ground. Seeing how pathetic they are, Rolando laughs as he walks back. Millie and Blitzo recovers, but they're exhausted.

Rolando: *laughing* You call yourselves assassins!

Y/N: [growling, wiping blood from their lip] Y-You talk too much. You big...bully!

Y/N lunges first, feinting left before delivering a powerful right hook to Rolando's jaw. Rolando staggers slightly, caught off-guard by the sudden ferocity. Before he can recover, Ace of Spades appears behind him, spinning his razor-sharp cards with deadly precision.

Ace of Spades: [smirking] Let me deal you in.

Ace flicks a card directly at Rolando's exposed side. It slices deep into his shoulder, drawing blood. Rolando roars in pain and swings blindly, but Ace backflips out of range.

Filmmaker: And now, let's frame this scene properly.

With a dramatic flourish, Filmmaker unleashes a pair of film reels that coil around Rolando's legs like living snakes. He yanks hard, causing Rolando to crash face first.

Filmmaker: Showtime, bitch!

Y/N seizes the opening, delivering a flying kick to Rolando's chest that sends him sprawling into a pile of debris. Ace is on him immediately, slashing with his spade-bladed boomerang, leaving a gash across Rolando's side. Rolando grits his teeth, anger boiling over.

Despite the damage, Rolando's strength is monstrous. He surges up from the ground with a guttural roar, yanking the film reels off his legs and using them to whip Filmmaker across the room. Filmmaker slams into a wall and crumples to the ground, momentarily dazed.

Rolando: [snarling] Now I'm pissed!

He pivots toward Ace, dodging a thrown card and closing the distance in an instant. Rolando grabs Ace by the collar and headbutts him with brutal force, sending him flying backward. Ace crashes into a metal support beam, groaning in pain.

Y/N charges again, ducking under Rolando's wild swing and landing a clean uppercut. The blow barely fazes Rolando, who retaliates by grabbing Y/N by the throat and slamming them onto the ground with bone-shaking force. Y/N gasps for air, clutching their ribs as Rolando looms over them.

Y/N: Ouch ouch ouch ouch!!!

With a roar, he grabs a discarded pool ladder and swings it like a weapon. Ace blocks the first hit with his boomerang, but the force sends him sliding backward. Rolando hurls the ladder at Filmmaker, knocking him into a wall.

Rolando: [mockingly] Not bad... not bad at all. You're not just kids playing dress-up anymore. [pauses, licking his lips] You're assassins.

Rolando then destroys all the lights in the ceiling, and then knocks Millie and Blitzo down with his powers. The lights sparked above as Rolando then decides to choose which demon he can get into.

Rolando: Eenie, meenie, miny...mo.

Rolando levitates and then zooms right into Blitzo's head, knocking him out with an electrical shock before the scene cuts to black.

———

The scene fixes itself to reveal that Blitzo is chained to a movie theater chair. He struggles to get out of the chains when Rolando emerges from his body and sadistically licks his neck.

Rolando: Welcome to the show, asshole.

Rolando exits out of Blitzo and swirls around in his goo form before reemerging at the back seat behind Blitzo. The movie camera from the back turns on to start playing a memory movie.

Rolando: I hear this one's a real titillator.

The movie starts to play in 3.2.1. before showing the first scene of when Blitzo's carnival was set on fire. It was from Blitzo's POV where he tried to enter the fire to find his mother, only to see what remains was her necklace, and then it switches to Blitzo's father, Cash Buckzo, hitting him for starting the fire. The more Blitzo sees this, the more he starts to tear up, struggling to break out of his chains before the movie shows him the aftermath of the fire where Fizzarolli is in a hospital bed with Cash in the picture and then shows a memory from when Blitzo was at Ozzie's Lounge during the Ozzie's, showing him Fizz and Verosika Mayday mocking him. The scene then switches to the happy couple moments between Moxxie and Millie, showing how envious he is for them.

Rolando, wanting to see Blitzo suffer more, uses his powers to summon more chains to tie up Blitzo's horns up, and then holds his eyes open to force him to keep watching everything from Loona's anger towards him to memories of Stolas from The Full Moon to Apology Tour that led to their end of their partnership until the scene cuts back to Millie.

In reality, Millie and Y/N went to check on the unconscious Blitzo.

Millie: Blitzo!

Back in Blitzo's mindscape, Rolando was ticked that Y/N and Millie will stop him from possessing Blitzo, and thought of an idea of getting rid of her.

Rolando: Looks like someone's trying to ruin our good time.

Rolando then flies over to get closer to the screen where Y/N and Millie are present. He glances over to Blitzo with delight.

Rolando: That was a nice heart to heart y'all had earlier. Be a shame if you went and ruined it like you always do.

Ronaldo cackles as he disappears into the flood of goo and smoke that start to fill up the auditorium. Blitzo struggles to break free as the smoke comes closer to him, suffocating his lungs until the smoke completely takes over.

Back to reality, Blitzo's eyes opened, only to reveal that the imp is already possessed by Rolando with the same color eyes.

Y/N: Are you oka-AHH!

Y/N was punched right in the face, sending him flying backwards to a support beam. Sane thing happened to Millie. Millie looks up and sees that Blitzo is now possessed, and he props himself up with bone cracking.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: Oh the filthy little Wrathian wants to help!

Millie then ducks away as the Rolando-possessed Blitzo headbutts her, but he hits the support beam instead.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: You can't help anyone, you're just the muscle remember? It's all you and your imp kind are good for, you said it yourself.

Millie doesn't seem like she cared for his word play, already been through that plenty of times. The Rolando-possessed Blitzo then attacks Millie with stabs, but she blocks them every time.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: I'm in his mind, bitch, I see everything. *grabs Millie with his tail and knocks her down* Every thought, every opinion, and boy- *roundhouse kicks Millie's legs, causing her to fall* does he have some nasty shit to say about you.

As Millie struggles to recover from the brutal assault, Ace, Filmmaker, and Cartoonist spring into action. Cartoonist, with a quick swipe of their enchanted ink brush, conjures a massive spiked bat for Ace and a sleek, jagged dagger for Filmmaker. Armed and ready, the three charge Rolando-possessed Blitzo.

Ace of Spades: [swinging the bat with force] You want nasty? Let's see how you like this!

The bat slams into Blitzo's ribs, sending him staggering back. Filmmaker follows up, slashing at him with the dagger, landing a deep cut across his arm. Cartoonist steps forward, hurling ink-made throwing knives that explode into sharp splatters upon impact, grazing Blitzo's legs and chest.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: [laughing darkly] You think that's enough to stop me?

Blitzo's possessed body moves with unnatural speed, ducking and weaving as if every bone in his body were unhinged. He lunges at Ace, grabbing the bat mid-swing and twisting it out of his hands before headbutting him with a sickening crack. Ace stumbles back, dazed.

Filmmaker attempts to use his reels, but Blitzo's tail lashes out, wrapping around Filmmaker's wrist and yanking him forward. Rolando-possessed Blitzo slams his elbow into Filmmaker's gut, then flips him over his shoulder, sending him crashing into a stack of crates.

Cartoonist: [gritting teeth] You're not the only one who can play dirty!

Cartoonist paints rapidly in the air, summoning a hulking, animated golem made of ink. The golem charges at Blitzo, tackling him and pinning him against the wall. The ink constricts, forming bonds around his limbs.

Cartoonist: [taunting] Let's see you break out of this, you slimy freak.

But Rolando-possessed Blitzo grins maniacally. His muscles bulge unnaturally as he breaks free from the ink restraints with sheer strength. He grabs the golem's "head" and crushes it, causing the creature to dissolve into a puddle. Blitzo then spins around and lands a powerful kick to Cartoonist's chest, sending them tumbling across the floor.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: [mocking] Oh, you're creative. I'll give you that. But creativity won't save you!

He turns to Ace, who has recovered and is now dual-wielding razor cards. Ace throws a barrage of them at Blitzo, forcing him to dodge. As Rolando-possessed Blitzo closes in, Ace smirks and throws his spade boomerang. The weapon curves sharply, slicing across Blitzo's back and catching him off guard.

Seeing an opening, Filmmaker reenters the fray. His reels whip out, entangling Blitzo's legs and pulling him to the ground. Filmmaker leaps on top of him, slamming his fist down toward Blitzo's chest, but Blitzo catches the fist with his hands.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: [snarling] Nice try, director, but this is MY scene!

Blitzo headbutts Filmmaker, knocking him off. He then sweeps Ace's legs out from under him and hurls a crate at Cartoonist before anyone can react. The three are left sprawled on the ground as Blitzo stands over them, panting but victorious.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: [grinning maliciously] Now this... this is what I call entertainment. [turns to Millie and Y/N] Ready for Act Two?

Millie: Y/N! Stay back! I'll handle this

Y/N: O-okay.

With a maniacal laughter, Rolando-possessed Blitzo headbutts Millie to knock her back before grabbing her wrist and throws her across the pool to the other side.

Blitzo, watching the whole thing, was begging Rolando to stop hurting Millie.

Blitzo: No, STOP!

Rolando reappears before Blitzo again.

Rolando: Your level of insecurity is intoxicating. I can't wait to see how you taste when you drive away the the last two person left who puts up with your bullshit.

Back to the fight, the Rolando-possessed Blitzo jumps into the pool before resurfacing in front of Millie.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: He thinks you're a brute! *crashes Millie to a support beam*

Rolando-possessed Blitzo leaps over and twists himself around the support beam to double-kick Millie.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: Too stupid to do anything but kill!

Rolando tries to axe-kick Millie, jumping up to kick her, but he misses.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: You never should've left the farm!

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: You're nothing but a backwards, *punch* filthy, *punch* inbred, *punch* lowborn, fucking hick! *punch*

Rolando-possessed Blitzo throws a final punch using his powers as a booster, but then, Y/M bit him in the head with a broom.

Y/N: Sorry! So sorry!

He hit him again and again.

Suddenly, Millie chuckles with amusement. Now that the Rolando-possessed Blitzo is done with his stupid monologue, it's her turn to give him a beating.

Millie: Ya done?

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: Excuse me?

Mille kicks his legs to make him fall, and then grabs his wrist before twist to pin the Rolando-possessed Blitzo down holding both arms and stomping him to the ground.

Rolando-possessed Blitzo: Nobody cares about you or what you want, they're too caught up in their own misery to even remember you exist.

Millie: Now look here, combover. You may think you know everything, but you missed two. One: your words don't mean shit to me, and two: Blitzo can handle this!

As payback, Millie punches the Rolando-possessed Blitzo in the face, meaning that whatever pain Blitzo feels, it's inflicted onto Rolando too.

Millie: So buckle up, buttercup!

With that, Millie throws the Rolando-possessed Blitzo over to the wall and starts beating the living dead shit out of the Rolando-possessed Blitzo. With every pain she inflicts, Rolando can feel it when he's possessing Blitzo, and beats him up more until he's swollen from the face with bruises and a black-eye. Mille then grabs the Rolando-possessed Blitzo and throws him over her shoulder before delivering a kick to the chin upwards, sending him flying over until he lands at the edge of the pool with his head halfway to the water.

Rolando couldn't take it anymore and vomits himself out of Blitzo's mouth into the pool. Blitzo blinks, now back in full control, as his eyes revert back to normal.

Blitzo: Ugh, good work Mils.

Millie didn't hear him, and punches him right in the eye, making him grunt in pain.

Y/N: Oof!

Blitzo: OH-HO! AH FUCK, IT'S ME!

Millie realizes that Blitzo is back to normal.

Millie: Oh! Shit, sorry! *chuckles* Good to have you back, boss.

Rolando then crawls back up to the deck, beaten up by Millie.

Rolando: You little ass plugs are done for. You're dead, Bethany!

Blitzo, angered by Rolando for tormenting him with all the awful memories, gets on his feet and walks toward him, grabbing the vacuum from the ground.

Blitzo: Well that's where you're wrong. I ain't Bethany Ghost-Fucker. Tonight I'm Blitzo DEMON-DICKER!

As payback for possessing him, Blitzo swings the vacuum across and smacks Rolando in the face to send him into the pool. Rolando resources after noticing that the swing didn't even hurt him much, and gestures "What the fuck?" to the imps because the pool is his advantage.

Cartoonist: Allow me.

He was holding a roster he made, and threw it in, causing electricity crackling through the waters. Rolando realized that he's still in the water, but it was too late. The electrical currents shocks him painfully. Rolando screams in agony as he was electrocuted to death. His yellow-framed visors breaks, and his eyes exploded with the goo of his blood from his eye sockets. His screams turns distorted as Rolando was killed by the electric pool. His scream dies off, and his body sinks into the pool.

Blitzo: And THAT'S how you get GHOST-FUCKED!!

With the job finally done, Millie turns to Blitzo.

Millie: Let's go home.

Blitzo: Yeah, fuck hotels.

Blitzo kicks the double doors, and the imps leave the electrified pool.

———

With their mission accomplished, the group can finally return home. The morning sun rises over them as Filmmaker, Ace, and Cartoonist are trying to unbury the van and push it to get it going. They didn't realize that one of the bones was stuck in the rear wheel, jamming the van.

Blitzo: So I'm your best friend, huh?

Millie: What do you think?

Blitzo: I think...I- I've never had a real friend that I didn't wanna fuck. Except Y/N. Your cool!

Y/N closed his eyes and smiled

Millie: That mean you're not gonna try to be our third anymore?

Blitzo: No.

Blitzo climbs up on his van and looks down.

Blitzo: Not anymore.

Millie climbs up to join him.

Millie: The bird got to you that bad, huh?

Blitzo: I guess.

Millie: Sooo, you gonna keep stalking us all the time?

Blitzo: Well you know, your husband is still a little fuckable.

Millie: Yeah, he is.

Y/N: I hope he's doing okay.

———

The transition cuts back to Moxxie making another horrendous math calculation. He was focusing on the paper that he realized he finally solved the math equation to their financial problems.

Moxxie: I did it? I did it!

Moxxie grabs the paper with happiness that made him cry in joy. He was having a supposedly happiest moment that the background turned all heavenly.

Moxxie: (sobbing) I finally figured it out!

The moment was then cut short when Loona comes over to check over the work. Surprisingly, Loona is smart enough to even know complex mathematics despite her cynical and choleric attitude and points at the paper to reveal one mistake.

Loona: You uh...You forgot to carry the two there.

Moxxie looks back to check, and Loona was right; he did forget to carry the 2 to the equation, which means Moxxie will have to start all over again. Moxxie snaps and goes into a complete mental breakdown. He drops the paper and then douses everything in the office from the table to the papers with gasoline to light it and possible the entire building on fire now that I.M.P is going to be bankrupt anyways.

Loona rolls her eyes in annoyance and picks up Moxxie before he can do any more damage. She places Moxxie, who was still in a breakdown, in front of a tv wrapped in a blanket and a bowl of ice cream on him to calm him down while she fixes the seemingly impossible financial math equation.

Loona: Always works for Y/N during and after a meltdown and burnout.

Moxxie focuses on the tv showing the porn movie: Ghost Fuckers. The title was in a horror theme genre.

TV Narrator: Now back to Ghost Fuckers, *second title card revealed in a dramatic theme* The Musicaaaal!

Turns out, this version is called "Ghost Fuckers: The Musical" which is a part of the "Ghost Fucker" porn movie series but it's a musical theme subgenre similar to a cheesy television film where everyone annoyingly sings in every random note and lines.

Moxxie gasps in excitement that it's a musical, and then the episode end.

Trivia/

To be honest...I just had no motivation to write this chapter. Not the book, I still have motivation to write this book. It's just this episode in general.

Y/N and Octavia's baby was supposed to be born. But I thought Mastermind would be better for that

Y/N was supposed to have a smut with Bethany Ghost-fucker. But I scrapped that.

I could use that for later, maybe...

Y/N didn't get a lot of parts because I didn't know what to do with him in this. He wasn't even supposed to be in this.

This was the most difficult thing I've written in this book. And my least favorite.

But the next one will be better, and will have a couple guest stars 😉