(3 Years since I.M.P started)

(Narrator POV)

Blitzo: Right, so I know business has been...a little slow. These past few days and It's nobody's fault! I'm not naming any names here...(Moxxie). Now! Does anyone have any bright ideas of how we can get business drumming up again?

Y/N was playing a game on his phone with Loona leaning over to watch.

Loona: You ever heard of a game called "Beat the friend"? 

Y/N: No...What is it?

Loona: You take a picture of someone and then you can basically torture them.

Y/N looks over at Moxxie and then over at Loona. The 2 of them snicker as they take a picture of Moxxie's face.

Blitzo: Hey! Y/N! You've gotta agree with me right?

Y/N: What's that, sir?

Blitzo: We're basically doing a musical with all this fun shit!

Y/N: Kinda...We did hire that guy to sing us our own theme song!

When you want somebody gone but you don't wanna wait to long call the 

Immediate

Murder

Professionals!

Hand Grenade or Cyanide, we'll make it look like suicide!

The

Immediate

Murder

Professionals!

We do our job so well! Because we come straight up from Hell!

Y/N looks around at the church

Y/N: Hah, I guess you could say we dropped the bomb on that one.

Moxxie: But...there's no bomb-

Y/N throws a grenade into the church

Moxxie: SON OF A BI-

We'll kill your husband or your wife!

We'll even let you keep the knife!

The Immediate~ 

Murder~ 

Professional-

Moxxie accidentally shot the wrong kid

Y/N: Hey, we all make mistakes...How do you think you were born?

Moxxie: Shut up and get this kid to a hospital!

The group sits at a hospital waiting for the kid.

Y/N: I should've stayed at the office.

Blitzo: So you could fuck my daughter? No way!

Y/N: I'm not gonna-

Millie: Oh c'mon Y/N! You totally thought of doing it!

Y/N: Millie, don't get involved.

Moxxie: She can get involved in anything she wants!

Y/N: Can we stop putting pressure on me!?

The doctor walks out and turns to the group

Doctor: He's stable but needs surgery. What kind of insurance do you freaks have?

Blitzo: What the fuck is insurance?

Y/N: Oh fuck this...

Y/N pulls out his gun and shoots at the doctor.

Y/N: Grab the kid.

Back to the present time. Moxxie turns to Loona

Moxxie: I'm going to go on record and say that one was Loona's fault. Dispatch is supposed to give us the right info on the target!

Loona: Oh, sit on a dick, Moxxie.

Y/N: Also, she wasn't the one who shot the sniper.

Moxxie: Y/N! I don't get how you stand up for her! She's awful!

Y/N: There's nothing wrong with Loona! 

Loona: That's false

Y/N: It's just a figure of speech.

Loona: Right. But even so it's not like I'm the one out there. I'm just telling you what to do.

Blitzo: Exactly! Thank you for standing up for my daughter!

Y/N: No problem! 

Millie: C'mon Moxxie, She's not all bad

Moxxie: Well, no. But she's all bad to me!

Blitzo: Moxxie! She's not all bad to anyone, she's our family.

Moxxie: Sir, we're not family! You are the boss! We are the employee's! Loona is more like a homeless meth addict and Y/N is something you put together from scraps!

Y/N: That's offensive...

Blitzo: Now now Moxxie! No need to be racist to robots. Plus, Y/N's a valid member of our team! If it wasn't for him, you'd not be here...

Moxxie: We were just fine before you came along!

Millie: I thought we were in crippling debt...

Moxxie: Well-...

Y/N: Yeah, you're welcome.

Loona: Oh c'mon, we would've been better without the overgrown baby and the fat ass.

Moxxie: I am not fat!

Millie: I think she meant me-

Y/N: It doesn't matter! You're all fucking idiots!

Blitzo: Exactly!

Kid: You guys are all assholes...

Everyone stares at the kid

Loona: Why is this guy alive again?

Y/N gets out his shotgun

Y/N: Fuck it, we don't need him around.

He fires his gun at the kid as the blast from it breaks the kid into peaces

Blitzo: DAMMIT Y/N! Now Moxxie has to clean that up!

Y/N: My bad.

Blitzo: No, don't worry about it! I'm just messing.

Loona: So is this meeting over?

Blitzo: Yes! Alright you can all leave now.