*Intro*

[Scene opens up to a sunlit exterior of Stolara's mansion. A sigh of contentment from Stolara is heard. Blitza is shown lighting a cigarette on Stolara's bed and folds her arms behind her head.]

Stolara: *arms tied up* I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon.

[Stolara is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, her hands tied to the headboard with rope.]

Blitza: When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about...

[She uses cigarette to burn rope, freeing Stolas, who takes Blitza's cigarette from her and takes a long drag of it.]

Blitza: But, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll.

Stolara: As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself.

[Stolara puts out the cigarette in one of Blitza's horns and pinches her cheek before Blitza shoves her away.]

Stolara: The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion! It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals.

[Blitza pulls a feather out of her mouth in disgust.]

Blitza: Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks.

Stolara: *sits up* Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all

[Stolas pulls the covers over her head and her head appears near Blitza's crotch.]

Stolara: special access~ *chuckles*

Blitza: Look, I told you, were not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing we did badly.

[Stolara stands up with the covers on his head. She does a playful owl head tilt.]

Stolara: I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. Its the same every year.

Blitza: Well if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway.

Stolara: (baby-talk voice) Aww, Im sowwy your clients will have to wait.

Blitza: *waves a dismissive hand* Oh, fuck my clients!

Stolara: One more thing, I'm bringing Octavia to the festival.

Blitza : And?

Stolara: And I was wondering if you could invite (Y/N) to come along?

Blitza: I don't know.

Stolara: Please, for me and my daughter?

Blitza: Okay.

[Moxxie and Millie's apartment is revealed under a Robo Fizz sign. Moxxie and Millie are asleep in their bed. Moxxie's phone lights up and a Phantom of the Opera organ ringtone is heard. Moxxie taps the phone and rolls over. The phone rings again. In annoyance, Moxxie grabs the phone and sits up.]

Moxxie: What do you want, ma'am?

Blitza: Hey, hope I didn't wake ya, Mox! How would you and Mils like to visit the Wrath Ring for some harvest bullshit this year?

[Millie sits up in excitement.]

Millie: The Harvest Moon Festival?! Yee-fuckin'-haw!

Moxxie: *sighs* Well, Millie likes the idea. Wait... Where are you calling from?

[Blitza falls down onto the bed from the ceiling. Her phone bonks her on the head. Moxxie narrows her eyes as Blitza purrs happily. Moxxie looks annoyed while Millie seems amused.]

Moxxie: Mm-hm... Of course.

[The scene goes over to (Y/N)'s room at the Hazbin Hotel, where he's asleep with Helena sleeping by the foot of the bed. His phone rings, and he wakes up to answer it.]

(Y/N): Hello?

Blitza: Hey, (Y/N).

(Y/N): What is it, Blitz?

Blitza: I'm calling to ask you if you want to come to some moon festival shit in the wrath ring.

(Y/N): Well, I got nothing to do. So I guess I can go. By the way...

[He turns to his left, and looks under the bed to see Blitza hiding there.]

(Y/N):... Why are you calling me when you're already in the room?

Blitza: How did you know I was here?

(Y/N): Just because you're on the phone doesn't mean I can't hear you under there.

Blitza: Well I'm surprised you didn't hear the others come into the room before I got here.

(Y/N): Wait, others?

[(Y/N) sits upright, and looks to his right to see Angela Dust, Alastra, and Bendi laying seductively on the bed while giving him bedroom eyes.]

Angela Dust, Alastra, and Bendi: Hi, (Y/N)~.

(Y/N):

[Scene shifts to the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch. The I.M.P. van and The DX Mark 10 pulls up in front of two imps.]

Millie: Mama! Daddy!

[Millie gets out of the van and happily runs toward her parents. Her father hugs her and spins her around before placing her down.]

Joe: Yeeeee-hawwww! How's my deadly little pumpkin spice doing?

[Joe ruffles Millies hair affectionately.]

Millie: Im good, Pa! Thanks for lettin' us stay here for the harvest jamboree.

Lin: It's no trouble. We know you aren't making as much anymore since y'all went freelance.

Millie: Freelance pays fine, Ma! We're doin' fiiiiine! [serious] It's fine.

[Millie walks over to Moxxie, who is struggling to carry luggage.]

Millie: Anyway, y'all remember my wife Moxxie?

[Millie shoves a nervous Moxxie in front of her parents. They stare at her in disapproval.]

Joe: Hmph.

Moxxie: Greetings, Lin! Joe! How have you been, uh, with all the flaming twisters and stuff around here? *nervously holds out her hand*

Joe: We lost our old farm hand to one of them terrors last week.

Moxxie: *laughs nervously* Oh, crumbs. My bad! I am so sorry. I- I didnt mean to open that wound... sir.

Blitza: Hey, watch it! I'm the sir here, bucko!

Millie: Oh yeah! Yall havent met my boss Blitza! And her hellhound!

Loona: I'm not just her hellhound.

Blitza: Yeah, she's my daughter! [pulls Loona to her side]

Loona: Only on paper.

[Blitza walks away to greet Millie's parents.]

Loona: *pulls out smartphone and begins typing* Y'all dont deserve to know my name.

[Blitza walks over to Millies parents.]

Blitza: It's a pleasure to finally meet the sperm and egg factory *shoves Moxxie away* that popped out this little gem of an assassin. You two raised a *playfully elbows Millie* sturdy bitch!

Joe: *chuckles* That we did! So... Blitza, is it? Heh heh. Thats a fine name.

[Blitza and Joe shake hands.]

Lin: It reminds me of war.

Joe: *sighs happily* Nothing like a little war to make a strong man! *flexes bicep*

Blitza: I like you people.

Moxxie: Y'know... more battles were won by technological advances in warfare. Ive researched the history of weaponry extensively, and its inspiring how for example, the progression of guns utilizing angelic technology has changed the landscape of Hells combative

[Millie makes a cut it out motion with her hands. Joe crosses his arms.]

Moxxie: I mean (deep, awkward voice) War fun!

Joe: Guns get the job done... but a man aint nothin' if he cant tear the head off a hellish beast with only his bare... hands!

Blitza: HAAAA! Hes right, Moxxie! [speaks baby talk] You got cute wittle baby hands like your baby pussy!

[Blitza grabs Moxxies hand and reaches toward his crotch. Moxxie slaps his arm away.]

Moxxie: Refrain... Ma'am.

(Y/N): Calm down, Mox. She's just messing around.

Millie: Oh! We also have a new employee! This is (Y/N) Tennyson!

Joe: Wait, the human from the news?

(Y/N): The one and only.

Joe: Well I'll be dammned! Never thought we'd see you in person. Put'er there!

(Y/N) shakes his hand, not minding the strong grip he has, because (Y/N)'s grip is as firm as his.

Joe: Nice grip you got there. You a hard worker?

(Y/N): You have no idea.

[They then stop shaking hands.]

Lin: I'm surprised Millie didn't mention you before.

Millie: I wanted it to be a surprise. Especially since Moxxie and I are sharing him.

Lin & Joe: Sharing him?!

(Y/N): Yeah, it's true. They got the hots for me. Especially other hellborns and sinners.

Lin: Others?

Joe: How many?

(Y/N): Honestly, I think I lost count.

Joe: How'd you manage to snag so many?

(Y/N): Honestly, I have no idea. I'm just a nice guy who likes to be himself. It just happens. Though Stella Goetia says it's because of the "Tennyson Charm" which I didn't hear about beforehand.

Joe: Speakin' of strong hands, yall should meet our newest help. Hey! Strika!

[Black flaming hooves clop rapidly on the ground. An Imps spiky tail whips a black horses flank. An Imp wearing a cowboy hat rides a black hell horse with a fiery mane.]

[The horse leaps over a fence. The horse rears up and roars in front of the group. Striker tips his hat in greeting, a stalk in her mouth.]

Strika: Well, howdy! Oh, lookie here! You must be the famous Mildred!

[Strika gets off the horse and walks toward Millie.]

Strika: Heard some good things about you from your folks, little lady. *winks*

Millie: Ohhh! *laughs sheepishly*

[Strika shakes Millie's hand.]

Strika: What're yall doin' so far away from Imp City? Heh. The free workin' finally slowin' down?

Millie: Oh, no! Freelance isnt free! It's a--... Never mind. Were just visitin' for the festival. The prince is our boss [in a dramatic voice] girllllfrieeeend!

Blitza: Millie, I am not above hitting a female in front of her daddy.

Strika: Boss, huh...? Ohhh, so YOU'RE the bold imp to start her own killing biz?

Blitza: Yeah, well if you're good at somethin', you should probably capitalize.

Strika: Not many Imps start businesses on their own. Thats pretty impressive, ma'am.

Blitza: Oh...! Yeah? It is-- I- I- I guess- I guess it is, isn't it?

Strika: So you even conned that ditzy blueblood into gettin' you to the surface?

[Strika and Blitza shake hands.]

Blitza: Well, its long and complicated, but the short answer is yes. But she's not like, you know-- W- Were y- We're not, like... Were not doing it... We w- What's betw- It's a transactional fucking, you see.

[Blitza makes a sexual motion with her
hands.]

(Y/N): Christ, Blitz.

Strika: Well, well, well~. Never though Id meet a human down here who wasnt dead. Especially a handsome one such as yourself, Mr. Tennyson~.

[She holds her hand out for a handshake, which (Y/n) shakes.]

(Y/N): Oh, uh, thanks, Miss Strika. It's a pleasure.

Strika: Oh please, the pleasures all mine darlin~.

[This makes (Y/N) blush a bit from the nickname, even though he should be used to it by now. Millie, Moxxie, and Loona feel a twinge of jealousy coming in, but Blitza is currently obvious to Strikas flirting.]

[(Y/N) then hears something, and it sounds like its coming closer.]

(Y/N): Does anyone hear that, or am I hearing things?

Loona: Nah Im hearing it too.

[(Y/N) is then suddenly tackled by Octavia speeding right into him.]

Octavia: (Y/N)! Im so glad youre hear!

(Y/N): Nice to see you too Octavia, but- irk! Loosing! Ugh! Air!

Octavia: Oh, sorry!

Then Joe brings up the pain games, then the scene continues to Sallie May walking over carrying a dead body where she says her line about not finding the body. She then notices (Y/N).

Sallie May: Well, hellooooo handsome!

[She then tosses the dead body onto her brothers who were carrying another body behind her. They fall over from the extra body landing on them. Sallie quickly speeds her way over towards (Y/N).]

Sallie May: Howdy pardner~ Names Sallie, Sallie May.

(Y/N): Oh uh, yes hi. I already heard your name from your sister. Names (Y/N), (Y/N) Tennyson.

Sallie May: The human from the news! Nice~.

Millie: Back off, sister, hes MINE!

Sallie May: Not for looooong~.

[Millie growls viciously before lunging at her sister, and the two are now in a dust cloud brawl. (Y/N) then scrolls through the alien options on his Omnitrix, and picks Four Arms. He presses the dial and transforms.]

Four Arms then grabs the two sisters and keeps them away from each other.

Four Arms: Alright enough! There will be NO fighting over me when Im around! Understood?

Millie & Sallie May: Fine.

Lin stares at the muscular alien form of Four Arms and can't help but feel very flustered as she fans herself.

Lin: 😳 Oh my~.

[Strika is stareing at him as well, and she's got a sinister yet seductive smirk on her face as she has naughty thoughts.]

Strika: 💭 "Damn, he was already handsome before. Oh what he would do to me in bed~.

[Strika purrs as her tail rattles.]

Joe: Well shit! With forms like that, you could easily win the Pain Games in one fell swoop!

Four Arms: I'm flattered, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea. Wouldn't it be cheating if I did?

Joe: Hmm, good question. Do you by chance have a form in that doo-hickey of yours that can pass for an imp?

Four Arms: Actually, now that you mention it, I do! I just can't use the powers it comes with in order to make it fair.

Joe: Sounds like a fair game to me!

[Moxxie puts a hand on Lins shoulder.]

Moxxie: Y'know, it wouldn't hurt to let me try.

Joe: *wheeze-laughs and slaps his leg* ...Wait, you?

Moxxie: Yeah! I can compete, can't I?

[Lin elbows her hard in the side. Moxxie tears up in pain.]

Joe: Sorry, girl. But, I dont think sensitive, thespian types would last very long in the games.

Moxxie: I was born here, too! *drawls* I have some fight in me!

[Strika puts a hand on Moxxie's shoulder.]

Strika: Huh. Well then, little fella... Why don'tcha help me wrangle one o' them hogs for dinner?

[Strika mentions to a large sleeping hell hog in a pigpen.]

Moxxie: Simple. Watch me!

[Strika grins and hands Moxxie a dagger and rope.]

Strika: Nah... with these. Bullets can't pierce the shell. You gotta get the knife underneath and pry yourself an openin'.

[Moxxie gulps.]

Moxxie: Oh! Right, right. I knew that.

[Blitza leans in toward Moxxie and grabs her shoulders. Moxxies eyes twitch.]

Blitza: Now, just remember, your rep with the in-laws is on the line here! So, no pressure at all, you totally will not make an ass of yourself in front of everyone important in your life. Go get 'em, tiger.

[Blitza shoves Moxxie forward.]

Moxxie: Ohhh.

Millie: Mox, you don't need to do this!

(Y/N): I agree.

Blitzo: Oh, she totally does. KICK ITS ASS, MOXXIE! YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!

[Blitza cheers as Moxxie enters the pen. She nervously walks forward, knife in hand. Moxxie leaps forward and wraps the rope around the hogs neck. He moves the knife down and it strikes harmlessly against the hogs hide. The hog roars and runs around, trying to buck Moxxie off.]

Blitzo: FUCK yeah, Moxxie! Ride it, Moxxie! Make it that bitch you wont call back in the morning!

[Loona grins and records a video on her phone.]

Loona: This is fucking beautiful.

Blitzo: Doin' great, Moxxie! *whispers to Loona* Send me that video later.

[(Y/N), still in Four Arms, narrows his four eyes at the two as he shakes his head disapprovingly. The two notice his disapproval.]

Loona & Blitza: What?

[Millie watches in concern as Moxxie yelps and looks up. Strika leaps and pushes her out of the way. Strika twirls the dagger in her hand and lifts it in the air with a smug grin. She brings down the knife and slaughters the hog.]

[Moxxie rubs her neck.]

Moxxie: Ow... My clavicle!

[Strika stands over Moxxie, her spade tail rattling like a snake.]

Strika: Dont worry, little one... You never stood a chance.

[Strika walks away with the dead hog over her shoulder. Moxxie growls at her. But Moxxie hears another roar and sees another hog getting all aggressive, and begins to charge at Moxxie. She screams in terror, but the hog is swiftly punched away by a powerful double fist from Four Arms jumping in the way. The force of the punch kills the hog as it rolls to a stop after being punched away.]

Four Arms: Boom! Hows that for bare hands?!

[(Y/N) then transforms back, and checks up on Moxxie.]

(Y/N): You okay, Moxxie?

Moxxie: I think so. Thank you, (Y/N).

(Y/N): Dont worry, Mox. Millie and I got your back. And Blitza sometimes, I guess.

[Strika and the rest head inside to skin the hog, but Octavia stays behind with (Y/N), Millie, and Moxxie. Millie is telling Moxxie how she doesnt need to do anything to win her parents respect, and they will eventually.]

Sallie May: Oh no they wont.

[Millie glared at her sister.]

Sallie May: What? Im right, arent I?

(Y/N): Youre not helping.

Sallie May: Never said I was.

Moxxie: Oh Imma enter those games. Besides, I got (Y/N) to look out for me.

(Y/N): That is true.

Sallie May: Hmm. How mad would you be if I bet on her dying?

Millie: Mad enough to make (Y/N) go alien on your ass in fifteen minutes.

Sallie May: Oooooh~, Then please do.

[Sallie purrs.]

(Y/N): Ok, moving on!

Moxxie: *drawl* Oh, Imma enter in those games.

[Millie sighs.]

[The scene cuts to beginning of the games at the festival with Wally making the announcement, then Stolara finishing up the announcement, and flirting with Blitza.]

Blitza: Ugh. Fuck me.

[Then she points out (Y/N) in the crowd.]

Stolara: And for the first time ever, we have a human among us! The famous one who changes into creatures with strength, power, and agility. Also the former playmate of my daughter-

Octavia: MOM!

Stolara: Sorry dear. Introducing, (Y/N) Tennyson!

Everyone turns their attention to the obvious human in the crowd. (Y/n) merely waved casually like nothings wrong. Everyone was surprised to see a human among them, especially the females since their giving him bedroom eyes.

(Y/N): Hi.

[Then the game proceeds, and (Y/N) is at the starting line alongside Moxxie, and he scrolls through the alien options to choose Demonsion. He does and transforms into said form, then the games begin, and everyone starts running. Moxxie gets trampled, but (Y/N) quickly picks her up, and the duo dart off towards the climbing wall. Blitza and Strika make it over the wall, but Demonsion leaps right over them and lands in the mud. Moxxie falls flat in the mud as everyone else passes her. Shes about to get attacked by a shark thats somehow in the muddy water, but Demonsion circles back to attack the shark. He grabs Moxxie, and begins to carry her bridal style to the finish line.]

15 minute break time!

(Y/N) is helping Moxxie wash the mud off of her. (Y/N) is back to his human self after the Omnitrix timed out seconds after crossing the finish line.

Strika walks by the duo with a flirtatious half-lidded gaze fixated on the human. She walks by with a sway in her hips, and her eyes on him. She waves her fingers at (Y/N) with a wink, her tail lightly brushes underneath his chin, and then it spanks him on the ass.

(Y/N): AH!

He watches Strika walk away not breaking her seductive hip swaying stride as her tail swayed side to side, and he tries so hard to not stare at her ass with a blush on his face. Moxxie of course growls at Striker disapprovingly.

The next part of the games is up, the Omnitrix is fully charged, and (Y/n) is Demonsion again. Hes on a team with Moxxie, Striker, and Blitza. Theyre all in a game of tug o war against an opposing team on a log over some water. The opposing teams pulled the rope back and forth, but with Demonsion being stronger, the opposing team barely made them budge. However, with combined strength, Demonsions team pulled the other team over the line. However, when they pulled the rope back, Striker knocked Moxxie into the water.

When Moxxie landed in the water, the same demon shark from before comes up, and begins to thrash Moxxie around like a dog with a chew toy. However, Demonsion leaps into the water, and tackles the shark, making it let go of Moxxie. Demonsion and the shark resurface, and (Y/n) is beating the absolute heavy out of it with his fist like a press machine people use in forges (I dont know what its called).

15 minute break time!

[The Omnitrix timed out, and (Y/N) is sitting on a bench, drinking some water. He then sees Sallie May walk into view with her shirt tied in the front to make it look like a crop top with her midriff exposed. She turns her gaze towards the human, and leans forward to blow him a kiss before she walks away. (Y/n) then leans back, and the back of his head hits something soft and squishy. He turns back to see that its some womans cleavage. He immediately looks up to see that its Strikas cleavage!]

(Y/N): AH!

[He yelps, and falls off the bench. Strika chuckles at his expense.]

Strika: See something ya like~?

(Y/N): No!

[Meanwhile, Moxxie and Millie can be seen by the wooden fence. Moxxie is glaring in anger, and Millie well, shes more than just glaring. Shes glaring with fiery fury, and foaming at the mouth with her teeth bared.]

Millie: That bitch!

[We cut to the next game, and its basically wrestling. Imps were either dog piling each other or struggling to take the other opponent down to the ground. Blitza and Strika were trying to pin each other to the ground. Striker pins Blitza, but Blitza turns the tables, and pins Strika. (Y/N) is back as Demonsion, and hes dodging left and right with ease as he avoids the imps trying to attack him. He even tosses a few to the side due to be taller, and stronger than the average imp. He sees some imps he tossed in a pile, so he leaps into the air, and delivers an elbow drop onto them. Moxxie however, isnt fairing so well, shes cornered, and terrified. The imps dog pile her, and as soon as they get off a dazed Moxxie, the demon shark from earlier leaps over the fence to deliver an elbow drop!]

Moxxie: MOTHERFUC--!!

*BAM!*

[The shark was intercepted by Demonsion tackling it out of mid-air, and the two tumble onto the ground. The shark is about to crawl away, but Demonsion grabs it by the tail, and begins to pull it back.]

Demonsion: Dont start something you cant FINISH!

[He then starts slamming the shark on the ground back and forth, side to side, you name it! Hes flailing it around on the ground like if it was the Hulk slamming Loki around on polished stone floor.]

Demonsion: Puny fish.

[The scene then cuts to the end of the games where Wally is about to announce the winners, which is a three way tie consisting of (Y/N), Blitza, and Strika. But Stolara steals the microphone to announce them herself.]

Stolara: The winners are Strika, my darling Blitzy, and (Y/N)!

[Stolara walks onto the stage and does a pose as the crowd cheers.]

Blitza: Just say my name RIGHT! Fuckin' bitch!

[Blitza walks onto the stage in frustration. Moxxie and Millie watch from the wooden bleachers. Octavia hugs (Y/N) saying how great he was during the games, and (Y/n) being thankful. Then Moxxie says-]

Moxxie: At least someone had a good time.

[She grumbles irritably.]

(Y/N): Oh relax, Mox. Sure, it didnt go so well for you, but you dont need to earn the respect of the in-laws. Millie and I respect you. Blitza respects you, somewhat. So who cares? Youre already good at other things. You dont need to be a meathead, remember?

Moxxie: Yeah. Yeah youre right. Im already good enough! I dont need to be Striker! Ok, sure, shes got the physical advantage. Im good at other stuff. Like singing.

Strika: *pulls out a guitar* Excuse me, Id like to take this opportunity and sing a song about me winning just now.

Moxxie: Oh what the FUCK?!

(Y/N): Now shes just gloating. It was a three-way tie!

Strika: ♫ Sweet victory I smell the smell. ♫

[Strika kicks a squealing fangirl Imp in the face, sending her back to a group of Imps. The group then maul her.]

Strika: ♫ From up in stinkin Heaven, to the rugged rocks of Hell, sweet victory ♫

♫ With everything I do ♫

♫ With every talent, Im so much more talented than you ♫

[Blitza arrives with a slice of cheese on a stick and sits next to Moxxie and Millie in the bleachers. She eats the cheese.]

Blitza: (mouth full) Isn't this girl great?

Strika: (off-screen) ♫ Everytime I tryyyy, I push it and succeed. ♫

Moxxie: False!

Blitza: Its gonna be nice workin' with her.

[Blitza pours hot sauce on his cheese and takes another bite.]

Moxxie: Working with her...? WHAT?!

Strika: (off-screen) ♫ Every first attempt of every single deed ♫

Blitza: Yeaaaah! I asked him if she wants to join I.M.P.

Moxxie: You asked, But-

[Moxxie looks visibly hurt as Blitza looks at her in confusion. (Y/N) picks up on it.]

Strika: (off-screen) ♫ Me! Im totally the best. ♫

Millie: Mox, I think youve had enough, for now. Lets head back to the house and get you clean.

Strika: ♫ The super cool me, handsome gal- *cough* Moxxie, go fuck yourself ♫

Strika: ♫ Did you hear something? It was just the wind. ♫

[The crowd cheers.]

Strika: Thank you. You're too kind.

[Tears begin to fill in Moxxies eyes glisten with tears before she leaves.]

(Y/N): Moxxie!

[(Y/N), hearing what Strika said about Moxxie, and seeing how all the negativity of today was finally getting to her, so (Y/N) takes Blitzas cheese on a stick, wads it up into a ball, and throws it at Striker after she walks off stage after she finishes her song.]

*Plap*

Strika: Hey! What the flying-?!

[She hears a whistle, and sees (Y/N) in the bleachers glaring at her. He then flips her off before he follows after the two imps.]

Strika: Ah shit. Getting into his pants is gonna be a challenge now.

[Volcanos with fiery spheres floating above them are revealed. Blitza lies down on the ground and looks admiringly at Bombproof as he feasts on an animal carcass. Millie beams beside her parents as her brothers load up jack-o-lanterns into a truck. Millie waves at them and runs off. Inside the cottage, Moxxie glumly walks up some stairs. Moxxie notices light shining through the bottom of a door.]

Moxxie: Well, thats troubling.

[Moxxie opens the door and peers around. She notices the light coming from a box. She walks over and sees a rifle with glowing designs in an open gun case.]

Moxxie: Oh, my crumbs!

[He runs his hand along the side of the rifle.]

Moxxie: A genuine carmine crafted blessing-tipped rifle! How How in the fuck did she get one o' these?!

[Strika leans against the door frame behind her.]

Strika: Why dont you ask me, little lady?

Moxxie: Shit! W- Why do you have this... ma'am?! You are aware this kind of weapon can kill--

Strika: demon royalty?

Moxxie: Yes. That.

Strika: No shit. *flicks her wheat stalk away* Thats kinda the point.

[Strika runs her claws along the door. She closes the door and advances menacingly toward Moxxie with a grin.]

Moxxie: Okay. Well Im- I'm relatively concerned by your possession of this... I'm also glad my instant dislike of you has been vali-

[Strika grabs Moxxie by the throat.]

Moxxie: -DATED!

[Strika wraps her tail around Moxxies neck. She tosses Moxxie hard against the wall. She chokes Moxxie on the floor as Moxxie hisses and tries to claw at her. Strika holds her down with her body weight. Moxxie glances over to see a lamp on a table. She kicks the table and the lamp crashes into Strika. Millie hears the crash from outside. Moxxie stands up and races toward the door. He pulls the door open but Strika roughly pulls her back by her tail. Strika covers Moxxies mouth and begins to strangle her. Striker chuckles evilly as Moxxie begins to lose consciousness.]

Striker: *smirks* Pathetic.

[Millie appears behind Strika and stabs her in the back with a knife. Moxxie collapses to the floor. A feral, enraged Millie stabs Strika repeatedly in the back. She leaps onto his back and holds the knife at her neck. Strika slams Millie off against the wall, breaking her arm. A bleeding Millie collapses next to Moxxie. Moxxie reaches his hand towards Millie.]

Moxxie: *weakly* Millie...

[However, (Y/N) shows up as Demonsion through one the portals he created.]

(Y/N): Howdy pardner.

[But heres what happened before (Y/N) entered the house]

[(Y/n) is standing outside with Millie just talking about todays events. Mainly how her family doesnt respect Moxxie.]

(Y/N): When you guys said they didnt respect Moxxie, I didnt think they would be that callus towards her.

Millie: Normally she can handle it, but today just finally got to her.

(Y/N): You mean how they respect a complete stranger like Strika more than her?

Millie: Well now that you mentioned it, yes.

(Y/N): Her being all flirty with me didnt help things either. By the way, I threw some cheese at her when she was leaving the stage.

Millie: Nice.

[The two then fist bump.]

(Y/N): You sure we cant just talk to her?

Millie: I know Moxxie better than anyone here. She just needs some alone to calm down before we do.

[The two then suddenly hear a ruckus going on upstairs.]

(Y/N): The hell?

Millie: Lets check it out.

[They enter the house, they see Strika attacking Moxxie, Millie goes apeshit, and (Y/N) chooses to turn into Demonsion.]

(Y/N): Howdy pardner.

Strika: Well, well, well. Nice of you to drop in, (Y/N).

[She sees the portal above him close.]

Strika: So thats what this form of yours does. Youve been holdin out on me this whole time?

(Y/N): Who, me? Nooooooooo. Youre crazy.

Strika: I wouldnt say that. Im more like cold blooded!

[She then lunges at Demonsion, but he jumps to the side, and wacks her ass with his tail, sending her crashing into the wall.]

Strika: A slap on the ass! Seriously?!

(Y/N): Payback, cowgirl!

[She tries to attack him again, but he opens a portal in front of her, and the other portal opens outside where she falls through.]

Strika: AH! *CRASH*

Demonsion: Heheh. Too easy.

[He looks to see the blessing tipped rifle on the bed.]

(Y/N): I dont know what kind of gun that is, but it cant be good.

He tries to wake up Moxxie, and Millie, but its currently no use. Plus he doesnt have time before Strika gets back or until the Omnitrix times out. So he grabs the two carefully, and as hes about to open a portal for them to go through, hes hit in the back of the head, and collapses onto the floor from being knocked out.

[The one who knocked him out is Strika, and shes holding a shovel.]

[The scene cuts to show her throwing Moxxie, and Millie down the cellar. That scene proceeds as normal. So we cut to where we see (Y/n) tied up in a closet. He wakes up as his normal self, since he timed out when he was knocked out, and he hears a feminine voice with a southern drawl speaking to him.]

???: (Yyyyyyyyy/nnnnnnnn). Oh (Yyyyyyyyyy/nnnnnnn). Wakey wakey~.

[Hes then fully awake to see that its Striker whos talking to him.]

Strika: Oh good. Youre awake. I was worried Id hit ya too hard, hot stuff.

(Y/N): Striker, what the actual fuck is going on?!

Strika: Daww, I was hoping it didnt have to come to this. I really do like you~.

(Y/N): Whatd you do if you didnt like me?

Strika: Best not to think about it, sweet thing.

(Y/N): That gun I saw on the bed. That was yours, wasnt it? What kind of gun is that anyways?

Strika: The kind that kills the unkillable.

[It soon dawns onto him of what she plans to do with it.]

(Y/N): Youre gonna kill Stolara!

Strika: Well arent you smart. Just like your imp girl. Id love to stay, and chat, but I have a schedule to keep, and a bird to kill.

[She then begins to gag (Y/N) with duct tape as he starts yelling. Once she was done, (Y/N) is still trying to yell through the tape.]

Strika: Dont worry. Itll over soon. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~.

[She the closes the door, and gets into position.]

[The scene cut to Stolara, whos on stage, and Octavia is with Loona somewhere in the crowd. The scene goes as usual with her casting a spell to show the harvest moon. Then we go back with Striker, and she takes aim. Then she hears the click of a gun behind her.]

Blitzo: Uh, excuse me? The FUCK?!

[Strika turns around.]

Strika: Bliiiitza! I thought you were still at the ceremony!

Blitza: You thought I wanted to stand around with a buncha hillbillies excited about corn n' shit with a thirsty owl on stage?!

[Strika stands up.]

Strika: Huh. And now you seem disappointed in me.

Blitza: Yeaaaaah. Well, Im not a fan of someone I offered a job to about to off my easiest lengthy ticket to Earth behind my back. I was even thinking of sharing (Y/N) with you.

Strika: Blitz, come on. You know, the two of us are superior than most of our kind. And you were so above suckin' on a disgusting, rich, pompous Goetia, only to sneak topside for scraps and work for bitter sinners, who could care less who you are, when you could be slaying Overlords.

[Strika walks around Blitza. Blitza's eyes move and he appears conflicted. She aims her gun as Strika moves in the shadows.]

Strika: Why struggle to run a business that is rigged against you? When you could partner up with me and kill... the unkillable?

[Strika pins a frightened Blitza against the wall.]

Strika: Starting with the one that treats you like a plaything?

[Blitza grins in lust.]

Blitza: Ooh, thats kinda hot.

Strika: We could be the most dangerous beings in Hell, Blitzo.

Blitza: Wow. That was a good fuckin' pitch.

Strika: Been workshoppin' it.

[Striker moves Blitzos gun away.]

Blitza: Y'know what? Fuck it. I'm in.

[Strika grins, but hears another click.]

Strika: Huh?

[Moxxie appears behind him with Strikas rifle.]

Blitza: Took ya long enough, Mox! Ha-HA! Wow, you shouldve seen your dipshit face!

[Blitza looks down to see Strika holding the knife in her other hand from behind.]

Blitza: Wow... Woah, okay. Cliché much?

[Strika points Blitza's pistol at Moxxie. Moxxie blocks the bullet with the rifle side.]

Blitza: Oh, you daddy fucker!

[Blitza bites at Strika's arm.]

Strika: AAAAGH!!

[The fight begins as Blitza elbows Strika in the face. They exchange blows, and Strika slams Blitza into Moxxie, both of them falling to the floor. Moxxie sees the rifle on the floor and reaches for it. Strika pins Moxxie's arm down with her boot.]

Moxxie: AAAGH!

Strika: You dumb fucks lost the upper hand fast, huh?

Blitzo: HA! You seem to have forgotten something, fucko!

[Blitzo whistles several times for Loona. Outside, Loona taps on her phone and ignores her.]

Blitzo: Ugh, fuckin' damn it, Loona.

[Suddenly, a green flash goes off in the closet behind Striker.]

[Suddenly, (Y/N) bursts out of the closet as Rath!]

Rath: Let me tell you something, Striker the sexy murderous psychopath! You messed with my friends! You mess with my friends, YOU MESS WITH ME!!!

[And a big fight breaks out with three against one. Strika gets cornered, Loona shows up, Strika escapes through the window, and they lose her.]

Strika: Maybe you'll get me next time... Blitzy. Especially you, (Y/N)

Rath: GOD DAMMIT!!! We lost her!

Timeskip

[Anyways, Octavia shows up, and hugs (Y/n) sounding worried.]

Octavia: (Y/N)! Im so glad youre ok!

[She then hugs him tightly.]

(Y/N): Via, its ok. Im fine, really. Wait, howd you hear what happened?

Octavia: Loona told me after she ran off to find you guys.

(Y/N): Oh. Well, Moxxie filled me in on what kind of gun that was. I gotta say, a gun that deadly sounds scary.

Octavia: It is.

(Y/N): Luckily, no one got shot by that thing. So thats somewhat comforting.

Octavia: I guess. But it doesnt change the fact that I couldve lost my first friend.

(Y/N): Hey, its gonna take a lot more than some maniac with a gun made of angelic metal to stop me from walking. Im not going anywhere any time soon, so no need to worry.

Octavia: Thanks (Y/N).

[The scene cuts to where Lin is scolding Millie, and Moxxie begins to tell them off.]

Lin: I cant believe you let him trap you, Millie! Haven't we taught you better?

Millie: I was seein' red, Ma! And he was slippery!

Lin: Excuses! Youre better than that, Mildred!

[Moxxie closes the trunk and marches over to Millies parents.]

Moxxie: Y'know, she protected me. [drawl] And maybe I'm not a strong beefy dickhead, [normal voice] but Millie and (Y/N) has the strength enough for the three of us! You two are getting on her case about being hurt by a psychopath you hired?! [drawl] Shaaaaame on you!

Blitza: Aw, Moxxie, look at you! Speechin' like a big boy with his big paaaants!

[Joe glares at Moxxie, curtly nods and leaves.]

Millie: Wooow! He nodded! Hes never acknowledged your input before!

[Millie stands up on crutches and walks away.]

Moxxie: Soooo, is that progress?

(Y/N): I think it is. And Moxxie, here's bonus points for standing up for yourself.

[(Y/N) grabs Moxxie and kisses her on the lips.]

Moxxie: Thanks, (Y/N).

(Y/N): Anytime.

[Scene cuts to a sign that reads Hideaway Motel Vacancy. The Girl That Tried 2 Kill U Def Isnt Here. Striker is on a bed, talking on the phone.]

Strika: Huh... I failed to kill the target at the festival. But dont worry, ma'am... It wont happen again.

[Stella drums her fingers on the table impatiently.]

Stella: It better not! I want this cheating bitch dead! I don't care who you have to go through! MAKE IT HAPPEN!!

[Stella is seen sitting at a dinner table with Stolaara, who is reading a book called "Imps in the Sheets", and Octavia. Stolara pauses from eating to look at his wife in concern while Octavia bops her head to music tapping on the wine glass with her fork.]

Strika (over the phone): Understood. And what about that cute human, (Y/n)?

[Stella whispers into the phone as she turns away from her wife.]

Stella: He is to remain unharmed. Remember our agreement to share him?

Strika (over the phone): Understood.

[Stella then hangs up the phone.]

[The scene cuts back to Strika in the hotel room as she hangs up the phone, and twirls a blessing tipped revolver in her hand.]

Strika: Ill get her next time.

[She then pulls out a picture she took of (Y/n) when he didnt notice.]

Strika: Ill get you too, Tennyson. Just you wait~ she purrs before turning off the light, her tail rattling in the dark.

[Striker chuckles evilly as he turns off the light. His yellow eyes glow in the darkness to rattlesnake hisses.]

*Outro*

(Credit to @ReptileEdge for helping with this chapter.)