(Y/N)'s iPad lands on the desk with a file picture on it.

IMP File:

Target: Joe Smoe

Location: Backwards Ass, New Mexico

Description: I mean, just look at him.. y'know?

Info:

Loitered racistly.

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The short starts off rather intensely, with Blitzo and Moxxie driving racing in their van on Earth. Blitzo is simultaneously driving the van and aiming with a sniper rifle, much to Moxxie's dismay.

Moxxie leaned back in the passenger's seat, yelling, "SIR! Focus on the road!"

"I'm-..." Blizo pauses, trying to get a clear shot, "...just making sure that it's the right guy, okay?" He yelled, "Calm down Mox, I am a fantastic driver!"

Blitzo scopes in on the target, his hands shaking. He steers with his feet while pushing the pedal down with his tail.

"Hold on, I wonder if I could just-" Blitzo fires the rifle and accidentally blows some biker's head off, "Agh! Nope, almost had him."

"Oh crumbs in a blanket. Just hold the wheel, I'll shoot." Moxxie takes the rifle, and aims for the target with much steadier hands, "Nice and steady." Moxxie finally gets the perfect shot, "Perfect." Moxxie pauses as he yells loudly, "LOOK OUT!"

A red car enters the scene and hits their van. The shot slams into the guy's tire and pops it. Moxxie drops the rifle.

"Oh fuck the shit back into my stomach!" Blitzo exclaims.

The IMP van runs the target's car off the road, causing it to fall into a canyon and explode.

Moxxie looks out the window of the IMP van, "Well... I guess that all worked out, then." He closed his eyes, "Job well done, we can go home now." He looks over at Blitzo, who is starting to foam at the mouth and is very, very angry.

Blitzo's teeth grinded in his mouth, "That fucker cut me off..."

Moxxie seemed nervous, "Now sir, with all due respect, the mission was t-"

Blitzo then started yelling, "THAT FUCKER CUT ME OFF!!!" Blitzo starts swerving with the van and chasing the red car.

Moxxie gripped onto the seat, "Sir, think about this for a second." He tried to calm down Blitzo, "Yes, this guy is a huge, gaping asshole. But killing him is a huge risk."

"I'm not gonna kill him, I'm just..." Blitzo sighs, "I'm gonna fucking yell at him or something. I haven't figured it out yet!"

"Also a bad idea, sir!" Moxxie sighs, knowing Blitzo isn't gonna give up on this that easily, "But fine, if you must. Just catch up with him and get it over with."

Blitzo slightly turned his attention to Moxxie, yelling, "THE FUCK YOU THINK I'M TRYING TO DO, MOX?!"

The red car's driver continues speeding, and eliminates another car and a van.

Moxxie leaned forward to get a better look, "Gosh, yeah, he's really hightailing it. What do you think he's in such a hurry for?"

"I don't know, probably to go blow his fucking son!" Blitzo assumed.

"What if it's a genuine emergency? What if he just found out a family member is in the hospital? Or what if he's late for a wedding and he's the best man, or-" Moxxie questioned until interrupted.

Blitzo leans out the window while pointing a red skin finger, "Oh, look! Look, look, look! Look! Look!" Moxxie looked to see what Blitzo was pointed at, "Right there, that's the same fucking spot I almost hit him. See, it's not my driving! It's the- it's the fucking thing he does!"

"I never said it was your driving, I'm just saying hypothetically." Moxxie explained.

The red car hits several traffic cones, starts drifting and makes a U-turn, "Oh yeah! Yeah, keep defending this." Blitzo scoffs.

Moxxie raised a finger to counter, "I never did. In fact, I agree with you. But-"

Blitzo rolled his eyes, "Buuut- but bleh bleh, but WHAT?!" He shouts.

"I just think you're overreacting." Moxxie points out.

"I have NOT reacted yet!" Blitzo smirked.

Blitzo pushes the pedal to the metal and enters the lane next to the red car. He badly disguises himself with a mask featuring a red cap labelled "WHITE MAN", spectacles, and a fake nose, and starts yelling.

"Roll your window down! Roll! Your! Window! Down! Face me!" Blitzo yelled.

As Blitzo gestured to the driver that he roll his window down, the driver obliges. He appears to be a deranged middle-aged man who is very clearly not doing well. Foaming at the mouth, he starts grunting and gasping, and headbutting the car's horn.

Blitzo was taken a back by the sudden jump scare, "AAUGH, what the fuck?"

"Okay, he is a really bad driver." Moxxie said, understanding Blitzo's point now.

"He is the WORST driver!" Blitzo exclaims in a shouting manner.

"But are there not worse people out there than bad drivers?" Moxxie asked.

"Oh, you can tell a lot about a person by how they drive, Mox. Watch!" Blitzo overtakes the reckless driver and prevents him from attempting the same as the driver, Driveso, is bothered by this.

"See that? He's tailgating me now." Blitzo's wraps his arm around Moxxie's neck while Blitzo keeps his other hand on the driving wheel, "He could have just as easily went right the fuck around. The whole road is open..." Blitzo slowly wraps his fingers around Moxxie's neck, "...but nope! Ride my ass! I knew he'd do this! I knew it! I fucking knew this little-...BRAKE CHECK!" Blitzo suddenly yelled.

Blitzo hits the brake, which sends the red car flying straight towards a tanker. The car hits the tanker, and causes it to flip and explode, punting the car. It hits a billboard, and Driveso flies out of the windshield, leaving a trail of blood behind. The billboard falls over, and a familiar-looking politician is shown on it, with the words "Insurance? No thanks! Jesus has me covered".

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The scene changes to Driveso's perspective, his eyes opening weakly to see Blitzo and Moxxie standing in front of him.

Blitzo places one fingerless black glove on hip while other arm is down, "Why the fuck do you drive like that, hmm?" Blitzo turns to Moxxie, "You see, Mox? Look, I didn't kill him. He's too much of a prick to die."

Driveso barely breathes fully, "I'm late. I have to get there."

Moxxie seemed confused, "Get where?"

Driveso starts coughing, "My son..." There is a raspy inhale while holding a photo by using a bare hand, "Today is his eighteenth birthday."

"Alright, you see sir? This poor man just wanted to be there for an important..." Moxxie smiled with pride, knowing he was right, "...milestone in his son's life."

"I need to be the first one there to blow him!"

"You see, sir, I-" Moxxie pauses, turning to Driveso with shock clearing written all over Moxxie's face, "...excuse me?"

"Oh no, n-..." Blitzo clenched his fist, "Now what you need to do is...." He pointed at Driveso than at the car, "...learn how to, uh, drive right. Dick." Blitzo then turned away then walked away.

Moxxie starts gesturing, confused, "That's it?"

Blitzo keeps walking to the van, "Well you didn't want me to kill him so I'm not gonna fucking kill him." Blitzo points to himself by using a black fingerless gloved hand as his grunts, "I hope you have a newfound respect for me, or something."

"BUT HE'S GOING TO BLOW HIS SON!!!" Moxxie yelled, gesturing to Driveso.

Blitzo opened the driver seat door, "Uh, yeah, I told you that when he first cut me off, now get in the car." Blitzo gets in as he closes the side door.

Moxxie, sweating and dumbfounded, looks at Driveso crawling on the ground while grunting and gasping, his left leg and back flesh missing. Moxxie, deeply angered, loads his pistol and puts a bullet into Driveso's head, who keels over immediately. He goes inside the van and puts the seat belt on.

Moxxie looked down then he seemed pissed, "You know, he never signaled. Not once, the whole time." He crossed his arms in anger.

Blitzo nods in agreement, "The whole time!" He shouts driving off.

Moxxie smirked, "And what the fuck was with that U-turn?" He exclaims.

"What a prick!" Blitzo shook his head.

"Right? Psh, drivers, am I right?" Moxxie nudged Blitzo.

"I'll tell you what, he could U-turn right back up my ass." Blitzo yells with a smile.

"Yeah, how 'bout a hand signal? Heh, nah, not that hand signal, sir. This one." Moxxie laughs, "Oh, sir."

"You know, it's never the drivers like him that get t-boned. I mean we're from hell and this guy sucks!" Blitzo laughed as both Moxxie and Blitzo laughed at how things ended.

The short ends with the two driving away on a road, seemingly satisfied at the end of the day.

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In another universe a space ship crashed down on earth right in front of a newly abandoned house. As the door opened up as a short grey-looking being slowly emerged from the ship, as she groaned, fixing her black hair. She seemed to be no younger than six years old in human years. As she looked around, not knowing where the heck she landed. She felt the top of her head, feeling one of her horns had chipped off. She clenched her fist as she pressed a button on her belt and turned into a more human appearance. She then looked up into the sky.

Her eyes narrowed, "FUCK YOU!" She screamed as she stuck up her middle finger, now being stuck on this unknown planet.

What she didn't know was that so much more was about to happen in this world. From making new stupid friends to meeting old ones, to possibly saving the world. But who knows what the hell can happen.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. 

This [non-helluva boss] ending sucked...and I tried my best to promote a fanfic I'm thinking of doing since I pretty much do the two shows as fanfic from Vivziepop already. Why not do the third one Vivziepop's new Australian Company is doing? 

But once I learn more about Homestuck's full story & see what Vivziepop makes with the og creator of Homestuck, I'll have more of an idea what the story will look like. I will be updating K-Pop Demon Hunters, Digital Circus, and Zootopia on the 17, 19, and 21! ^^