Here's a new chapter, worked on by my good friend, ECHO-173, which we are totally not being held against our will to make more Helluva Family Chapters!

Blitzo: (cocks a gun, off-screen) Read the script and don't add anything.

A-Anyway, I've decided to cut the Episode Chapters into pieces to make it easier for me to edit and add stuff. Enjoy.

Blitzo: Now get back to work on the next chapter.

*****

The scene opens up to a sunlit exterior of Stolas's mansion. A sigh of contentment from Stolas is heard. Blitzo is shown lighting a cigarette on Stolas' bed and folds his arms behind his head.

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

Stolas is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, his hands tied to the headboard with rope.

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

He uses a cigarette to burn the rope, freeing Stolas, who takes Blitzo's cigarette from him and takes a long drag of it.

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

Stolas: 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.

Stolas puts out the cigarette in one of Blitzo's horns and pinches his cheek before Blitzo shoves him away.

Stolas: 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.

Blitzo pulls a feather out of his mouth in disgust.

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

Stolas: (sits up) Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all...

Stolas pulls the covers over his head and his head appears near Blitzo's crotch.

Stolas: ...special access~ (chuckles)

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

Stolas stands up with the covers on his head. He does a playful owl head tilt.

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

Blitzo: 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.

Stolas: (baby-talk voice) Aww, I'm sowwy your clients will have to wait...

Blitzo: (waves a dismissive hand) Oh, fuck my clients!

*****

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, sir?

Blitzo: 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?

Blitzo falls down onto the bed from the ceiling. His phone bonks him on the head. Moxxie narrows his eyes as Blitzo purrs happily. Moxxie looks annoyed while Millie seems amused.

Moxxie: Mm-hm... Of course.

Millie: We can also introduce Linc to my parents too! They'll be so happy to meet their grandbaby!

Blitzo: Oh yeah, you guys never introduced him to any of your parents before, why haven't you done that yet?

Millie: Never had to the time in person, only to tell them over the phone or letters.

Moxxie: Both of my parents are dead.

A moment of awkward silence passed as Blitzo gets out of their bed.

Blitzo: Hmm, well I'm going to go and wake the kid up! 

Blitzo jumps off the bed making a Mario jumping sound and leaves the room. 

Moxxie: Millie, we're changing the locks... again.

Millie: You mean, Noir is changing the locks again?

In Linc's room, he was tossing and turning in his sleep. Void was over him, watching with its eye unblinking. In Linc's dreams, he saw a house in the living world with nine other figures he could see in the windows. He got close but right as he reached the door, a loud explosion destroyed the house leaving Linc in utter darkness. Thousands of eyes surrounded him, all watching his every move, then they started to turn red like they were filled with blood. He then woke up as his door was slammed open with Blitzo entering the room.

Linc: (Screams) What the heck?! Blitzo?! What are you doing here?

Blitzo: Your parents invited me over.

Moxxie: (From the bedroom) No we didn't!

Blitzo: Anyway, pack your shit the whole company is going to Wrath to meet Millie's parents for a festival. Now let's get ready to meet your grandparents! (Leaves the room while slamming the door)

Linc:... Wait, I have grandparents?

Void makes several noises at once, each one sounding somewhat condescending.

Noir: Void is right, everyone has grandparents. Now I believe you're forgetting to do something.

Void made a questioning noise before making several affirmative noises. The First Grimior then roared and grabbed Blitzo before throwing him out the window.

*****

The scene shifts to the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch.

As they drove through the gate, a thought came to Linc that he shared with everyone.

Linc: Hey, guys, did we forget someone, like to tell them something?

Loona: Probably just your mind messing with you. I mean who else is with us?

Noir: Her name is Mayberry and she's a Sinner.

Linc: Oh right, we forgot about her... do you think she is going to be pissed.

Loona: Probably.

*****

Meanwhile, at the I.M.P. office, Ms. Mayberry was in the office alone, confused, and very angry as no one told her that they weren't going to be in the office.

Ms. Mayberry: Where the fuck is everyone?!

Suddenly, Ms. Mayberry's phone dinged as she got a text, she looked at it and saw it was from Linc.

Linc: -I forgot to leave a note but Stolas is having us go to the Wrath Ring for a festival, so you have the day off. Noir reminded me. Enjoy! :D-

Her phone then dings again as she got another text, this one from Blitzo.

Blitzo: -This doesn't count as paid time off-

Ms. Mayberry: -I don't get paid time off, Verosika gets our parking space-

Blitzo: -This counts as paid time off-

Ms. Mayberry: Hehe, fuck yeah!

*****

The I.M.P. van pulls up in front of two imps. A female imp that bears a striking resemblance to Millie, having red skin covered with white spots, although hers are more numerous, in addition to dark wild hair, yellow eyes, and black horns with thin white stripes.

She has a full-figured body with thick thighs, wide hips, and plump breasts but a slim waist. Her attire consists of a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, crimson ascot around her neck, faded blue jeans, and gardening gloves on her hands.

And a very burly male Imp, having muscular arms and a pronounced torso. He has red skin, yellow eyes, white hair, and a matching bushy mustache, along with black and white striped horns like all other male Imps.

He also has white marks all along his left shoulder, though it is unknown if they are either tattoos or scarring. He wears a sleeveless black vest over a brown sleeveless shirt, a black belt with a silver buckle, and gray pants with black boots.

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 Millie's hair affectionately.

Millie: I'm 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 husband Moxxie?

Millie shoves a nervous Moxxie in front of her parents. They stare at him 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 his hand)

Linc: Flaming what now?

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 didn't mean to open that wound... sir.

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

Millie: Oh yeah! Y'all haven't met my boss Blitzo! And his hellhound!

Loona: I'm not just his hellhound.

Blitzo: Yeah, she's my daughter! (pulls Loona to his side)

Loona: Only on paper.

Blitzo walks away to greet Millie's parents.

Loona: (pulls out a smartphone and begins typing) Y'all don't deserve to know my name.

Blitzo walks over to Millie's parents.

Blitzo: It's a pleasure to finally meet the sperm and egg factory (shoves Moxxie away, promptly getting smacked by Linc) that popped out this little gem of an assassin. You two raised a (playfully elbows Millie) sturdy bitch!

Joe: (chuckles) That we did! So... Blitzo, is it? Heh heh. That's a fine name.

Blitzo 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)

Blitzo: I like you, people.

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

Millie makes a "cut it out" motion with her hands and Moxxie's words died in his throat. Joe crosses his arms.

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

Joe: Guns get the job done... but a man ain't nothin' if he can't tear the head off a hellish beast with only his bare... hands!

Blitzo: HAAAA! He's right, Moxxie! [speaks baby talk] You got cute wittle baby hands like your baby dick!

Moxxie: Sir, can you... can you not for just a single hour?

Blitzo: HA! Nope!

Moxie: Figures.

Blitzo grabs Moxxie's hand and reaches toward his crotch. Moxxie slaps his arm away.

Moxxie: Refrain... sir.

Lin: Now that that's outta the way. (shoves Moxxie out of her way, very happy) Where's mah grandbaby? I heard he was a tall Hellhound and I wanna see 'em! (to Millie) Your pa has been practicing his throwing arm to play a bit of ball with our first new grandbaby!

Joe: (blushing, embarrassed) ixnay onyay ethay allbay

Millie: He's right over there.

Millie points her parent's eyes to Linc, who was taking out some luggage from the back of the I.M.P. van. Like the rest of the I.M.P., he was wearing a country-style version of his normal clothes,

Linc: Hey where do I put these?

Lin suddenly tackles Linc into a hug. Linc didn't fall but he did drop the luggage. Void and Noir come out of his bag to catch the luggage.

Lin: Yeeeee-hawwww! You are one big fella! (feels his fur) Ooh! And a soft yet sturdy fella! (feels his muscles) And a strong one too!

Joe: Quit it, Lin, you're embarrassing our grandkid. How are ya sport?

Linc: I'm fine. I'm Linc. Nice to meet you, Ma'am.

Lin: Oh, you can drop the formalities, sweetie. You've got some strong muscles.

Joe: Speakin' of strong hands, y'all should meet our newest help. Hey! Striker!

Black flaming hooves clop rapidly on the ground. An Imp's spiky tail whips the flank of a black horse with a flaming mane. The Imp ridding the demonic horse was wearing a cowboy hat that had some tore on its brim, same goes got his beige pants that had some open cuts on his knees along with a black shirt and vest, a grey jacket, and fingerless gloves, a red scarf was around their neck and they had black cowboy boots with red tips on them. Their skin was a pinkish-pale color, with circular yellow eyes, and yellowish sharp teeth with a single golden fang.

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 his mouth.

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

Striker gets off the horse and walks toward Millie.

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

Millie: Ohhh! (laughs sheepishly)

Striker shakes Millie's hand.

Void makes an uneasy sound that would make anyone who heard it feel chills down their spine.

Noir: Easy void, I don't trust or like him either, and yes we will make is death look like an accident.

Void makes a spine-chilling laugh.

Striker: (To Noir) Wait what was that, didn't hear you?

Noir: Nothing, just talking about book stuff, normal book stuff... We are totally normal books.

Striker: What're y'all doin' so far away from Imp City? Heh. Is the free workin' finally slowin' down?

Millie: Oh, no! Freelance isn't free! It's a--... Never mind. We're just visitin' for the festival. The prince is our boss' (in a dramatic voice) boyyyyfrieeeend!

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

Linc: Blitzo, I don't like violence but if you hurt my mom in any way, physical or emotional, I will rip your arm off and feed it to Noir and Void.

Joe: I'm liking you more and more, kiddo.

Noir: I call dibs on the fingers, Void you can keep the rest of his hand.

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

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

Striker: Not many Imps start businesses on their own. That's pretty impressive, sir.

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

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

Linc noticed his choice of words and batted an eye at the cowboy imp, he had a gut feeling that he didn't just hate Stolas but also other royalty in Hell.

Striker and Blitzo shake hands.

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

Void mumbled something loudly.

Noir: Void said, "It's business sex!"... wait isn't that just prostitution?

Blitzo: Yes, that! It is totally all business, as he just said: Business sex.

Blitzo makes a sexual motion with his hands.

Stiker: (Laughs) Well I'll be, you mixed business and pleasure, nice work Blitzo. (Making a finger gun gesture and winks)

Blitzo then laughs nervously.

Noir: Blitzo and Striker, sitting in a tree-

Void continues the taunt with a bone-chilling sound.

Noir: Okay Void, first, it is "K-I-S-S-I-N-G", learn to spell your words, and Second, who would have sex in a tree? Third, "Sexing" isn't a word. Look, let's just finish unpacking, then you can kill the neighbors nobody likes when no one is looking, they'll totally think it was Millie.

Noir and Void then continued to unpack everything they had on top of the car.

Joe: Y'know... you boys should enter the Pain Games!

Blitzo scuttles sideways over to Joe.

Blitzo: I heard games! What games? I'm in!

Lin: Every harvest festival, there's a competition to be the roughest, toughest bastard in Wrath!

Millie crosses her arms and pouts, her reasoning? She isn't allowed to compete in these games for... reasons.

Millie: Yeah! Wish I could play!

Lin: Millie, you know you get too carried away. The last competition ended in fifteen separate funerals.

Linc: Wait, how many was that again?

Lin: Fifteen, all close caskets.

Millie: I'm aware, but I only caused nine of them! (Linc: That doesn't help your case, Mom.) How come Sallie May still gets to compete?

Linc: Wait, who is Sallie May? I never heard of her.

Lin: Your sister (to Linc) and your aunt, who doesn't have a neighborhood headcount.

Millie: She does!

Sallie May carries a sack and a small imp drags an Imp body in the background. She was a rather tall Imp, roughly around the same height as Blitzo. She has a white streak over the eye that shows long dark hair like her sister covering the other, though she has a splotch of white hair coming from beneath her red bandanna. Her horns are designed with thick white stripes like her father's.

She wears tan short shorts and matching heeled boots, along with ripped black leggings and a black crop top with various tears in them. In some shots, her shorts appear white, though it is unclear if this is simply a lighting difference.

Sallie May: (sing-song voice) It doesn't count if they don't find the bodyyyyyy!

Noir: I mean, she isn't wrong. No physical body, no proof it was her.

Millie seethes, Linc had to get between her and the direction of Sallie May. Meanwhile Void floats over to Sallie May and proceeds to eat the bodies.

Linc: Whoa, Mom, calm down, please.

Lin: Still, you get to root for her and your brothers, and now you can cheer on your boss! Oh, hey Linc, why don't you compete? You and that floating book can go at it.

Linc: Wait, what? I-I don't know if that should be a good idea, I don't even-

Lin: Oh don't worry sugar, you'll do great out there I know it. Millie will be cheering for you and your boss.

Moxxie puts a hand on Lin's shoulder.

Moxxie: Y'know, she can also cheer for me.

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

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

Lin elbows him hard in the side. Moxxie tears up in pain.

Joe: Sorry, boy. But, I don't think sensitive, thespian types would last very long in the games.

Noir: And yet you ask your grandchild, who is equally sensitive as Moxxie to compete in a brutal--, On second thought, yeah, Linc go play.

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

Striker puts a hand on Moxxie's shoulder.

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

Striker mentions a large sleeping hell hog in a pigpen.

Moxxie: Simple. Watch me!

Striker grins and hands Moxxie a dagger and rope.

Striker: 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.

Blitzo leans in toward Moxxie and grabs his shoulders. Moxxie's eyes twitch.

Blitzo: 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.

Blitzo shoves Moxxie forward.

Moxxie: Ohhh.

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

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

Noir: You got this! (To Blitzo and Loona) I have 20 Souls he gets one of his arms broken.

Blitzo: 30 Souls on his neck getting damaged.

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

Blitzo: FUCK yeah, Moxxie! Ride it, Moxxie! Make it that bitch you won't 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.

Millie watches in concern as Moxxie yelps and looks up. Striker leaps and pushes him out of the way. Striker twirls the dagger in his hand and lifts it in the air with a smug grin. He brings down the knife and slaughters the hog. Moxxie rubs his neck.

Moxxie: Ow... My clavicle!

Blitzo: Ha! Pay up.

Blitzo holds up his hand with Noir giving him a 20... that he slips out of Blitzo's own wallet.

Noir: How do you even know what a clavicle is?

Striker stands over Moxxie, his spade tail rattling like a snake.

Striker: Don't worry, little one... You never stood a chance.

Striker walks away with the dead hog over his shoulder. Moxxie growls at him. Then a loud hog squeal sounded out.

Joe: MOMMA HOG!!!

Striker was blindsided by a much larger, much fatter, and much tougher Hellhog, clearly a brood sow, and very mad at Striker. The cowboy imp slams against the fence.

Striker: Ugh!

Striker slumps over, knocked out by the sudden attack

Lin: Sallie May! You were supposed to make sure she was inside!

Sallie May: I did! The door must've broke again!

Linc: (Turns to see Void near the door to the pens) Oh no they didn't. (Sees the lock on the door is melted) They did.

Joe: Satan Dammit! Get that sow under control!

The three imps grab ropes and jump into the pens. Joe, Lin, and Sallie May rope the Brood Sow's legs and head but she didn't seem to budge from their pulling.

Sallie May: Come on fat ass fall down!

Loona: (To Sallie May) But Moxxie is already on the ground!

Sallie May: HA! I like her! (her rope gets yanked) Uh-oh.

Sallie May is tossed into the air by the Brood Sow, landing on a dry patch of mud. Which felt like landing on rocks.

Sallie May: Ughh...! Ow...

The Brood Sow snapped the ropes before charging at a still-recovering Sallie May.

Joe: Sallie!

Sallie May: (sees the charging Brood Sow) Oh shit!

Linc suddenly stepped in front of the Brood Hog, stopping its charge dead. Growling at the hell hog and pushing it back. Then the hell hog squealed again and other hogs began charging.

Linc: Void! Hands! Noir! Weapons!

Void created several hands and grabbed the Brood Hog, helping Linc push it back. Noir launched four weapons into the air. Moxxie's Wire Gloves and Millie's Lightning Hammer, but also two more.

Blitzo caught a weapon that was both a sword and a gun. Interchangeable between the two forms with a simple flick of the wrist.

Blitzo: (changing between gun form and sword form) Oh, fuckin' yes!

Loona caught a necklace, it was a silver metal necklace with a gemstone that had the appearance of a glowing red wolf's eye.

The necklace seemed to automatically attach itself around Loona's neck.

Loona: Really? A necklace?! Everyone gets cool weapons and I get a-

Loona was cut off by her forearms suddenly growing in muscle mass. Loona then grew in both height and muscle mass until she was 10 feet tall and had a muscular and athletic figure.

Loona: While this is cool, you're also just feeding the internet with this.

Noir: I wanted to get creative! Sue me!

Blitzo: Oh who fucking cares, let's just get to killing this ugly- (Blitzo was cut off as Loona drop kicks the hog) -Bitch... Loona sweety, let daddy have a turn killing it with my kick-ass new weapon.

Loona looked at Blitzo then to the hog and back to Blitzo and without hesitation she stomped on it again, caving its head in.

Blitzo: Oh c'mon Loony, what the fuck, I wanted to test out this kick ass-bitchin' sword-gun-thing, it is like something out of my wet dreams. Linc musta worked really hard making this.

Noir: Ex-fucking-cuse me? Linc made that?! I made it you asshole!

Blitzo: Yeah no one cares or gives a shit. Wonder what type of gun it is when in gun mo- (Blitzo changes it to gun mode and fires a hail of bullets into the ground) HOLY SHIT, Submachine gun, BITCHIN'!

After that, Void and Linc managed to push the Brood Sow back into her private pen, Noir repaired the fence and gate, and even upgraded it. Noir had taken back the weapons and Millie's family were very impressed with Linc and were proud that he helped out. Blitz was still a little pissed that he didn't get a single kill with his new gun/sword, he saw Striker walking towards him with what looked to be a dead hog.

Striker: Hey, boss man! You wanna help the men skin these hogs for dinner?

Striker raises a fried hog, clearly killed by Millie...

Striker: Gotta get me one of those hammers that little lady had. (He side eyes Noir, with clear greed in them)

Blitzo: Oh, I am always down to skin the manly meat with the manly men!

Loona: That's what she said!

Blitzo: What "who said"? Wait, what bitch is talking shit about me?!

Everyone but Millie and Moxxie leave for the house with the demon hog. Moxxie sighs sadly with his arm in a cast. Millie and Linc comfort him.

Linc: It's okay dad, we thought you did great out there.

Millie: Don't let 'em get to you. And hey, you don't need my parents to respect you. They will eventually.

Sallie May: No, they won't.

Millie glares at her.

Sallie May: What? I'm right, ain't I?

Moxxie: (drawl) Oh, I'mma enter those games.

Millie sighs sadly.

Sallie May: (appears out of nowhere) Hmm, how pissed would you be if I bet on him dyin'?

Millie glares at her again.

Sallie May: So very fuckin' pissed.

Millie whistled and Linc came over, grabbing Sallie May by the scruff of her neck.

Linc: Sorry, Aunt Sallie.

Sallie May: Don't worry about it, kid. Show me what you g-

Linc tossed Sallie May into the air like a shot putt ball.

Sallie May: ooaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH- (hits the ground) OOOF!!! (raises a thumbs up) Nice Throw!

*****

Later that day, Striker had left for his home to tend to his injuries while the I.M.P. settled into the main house. The I.M.P. sat down to dinner, a full pork feast. The moment Linc sat down, he was presented with a large plate of several slabs of pork.

Linc: Uhhh... I don't think I need this much.

Lin: Nonsense! You're a young growin' boy! Yah need the meat to make the muscles!

Joe: Besides, cause of that Momma Hog goin' wild after the gate broke. (Noir and Void awkwardly cough at the same time, but they go ignored) We've got plenty of pork to go around.

As Joe cut more slabs of pork and Lin passed around the plates, once Moxxie got his plate, he quickly noticed how... Small it was, being half the size of a 2-inch breakfast sausage. Blitzo was swiftly shushed from making tiny dick jokes, he thought it was too easy. Linc, however, was the only one who couldn't see the small meat Moxxie got as he was blocked by the mountain of meat in front of him.

Linc: So, sorry that we killed the Momma Hog... well, Loona killed it but I told Void to give her the neckless... That and I don't think she's sorry.

Loona: I'm not, I'd kill it again.

Lin: Oh don't worry hon, it was getting too old anyway. We just need to wait for one of its litter to get old or we can get a new one from a friendly neighbor.

Everyone was starting to eat, Linc wanted to try out his pork with some BBQ sauce and moved his head and saw Moxxie, he wanted to ask if he could pass the sauce until he saw his father's tiny piece of pork. He was confused as to why he had a small piece.

Linc: Hey Grandpa, Grandma, why does my Dad have a small piece?

Joe: Looks like a normal size piece for him to me.

Linc: But it looks so small, I don't think that is enough for-

Moxie: Linc, it's fine, let's just let it go and just get ready for the Pain Games tomorrow.

With that Moxxie started to eat, Millie and Linc were a little upset at how Moxxie was being treated but Moxxie didn't want to make it a big deal about it, he wanted to prove he was a man for the Pian Games, they knew that, so they stayed silent for him. Linc then noticed that both Noir and Void were missing.

Linc: Um, where did Void and Noir go?

Blitzo: Oh, I think I saw those books of yours leave the room for some reason but I bet it is fine.

Linc noticed outside from a window behind Blitzo that a large, green explosion was far away in the distance. He feared the worse and hoped that wasn't them and that they blew up good neighbors.

Linc: Um, grandma, where are your nearest neighbors?

Lin: Oh, the Bloodfields (She rolls her eyes as she said that name) They're around East from here, punch of pricks who just won't shut up about winning the Pain Games four years in a row after Millie was banned from playing... And won't stop bitchin' because Millie killed three of their kids the last time she played.

Millie: Would've been four if that bitch Rozlie just didn't duck in time. (She cracked her knuckles) The next time I see that bitch, she is losing her head.

Linc: Oh, so they're bad neighbors then... Well, I don't think the Bloodfields will compete this year then.

Lin: What makes you say that?

Linc looked out the window again and saw both Noir and Void returning to the farm with Void setting a pole that had seven chard and burnt imps impaled near the tip by the pole that also had a sign that said: Bloodfield farms, best Pork in Wrath.

Linc: Just a gut feeling.

*****

It was time to go to sleep, Blitzo and Loona were offered the guest bedrooms, Millie went into her old bedroom, which only had a small single demon bed, and Moxxie and Linc were the only ones without a room. Millie did offer to share her old bed but it was still too small, he said he could sleep on the floor but maybe it would be better to just either sleep in the car or in the living room on the couch.

Linc wanted to be with Moxxie so he wouldn't think he was alone, he cared about his father so much. As everyone sounds asleep, only one was still awake, Striker, he was up and entered the living room and saw Moxxie on the couch while Linc was resting in a chair in a dog sleeping pose. He then notices Void and Noir, resting on a table, he could just take the two but everyone would notice them missing in the morning.

Striker: (Whispering) Tomorrow, as soon as I put a bullet in that sonva bitch prince, the Hound is next and you'll both be mine.

Striker then leaves the room, but as he left Noir and Void float up in the air, they don't really sleep, they are books after all. Now they have a real reason to not trust Striker.

Void mumbles something in a threatening tone.

Noir: Yeah, now we make it look like an accident during the games... If we mess up. (Looks at Linc) We wake the sleeping beast.

To Be Continued...

A word from the writers of this Chapter.

ECHO-173: Help me! The I.M.P. have me locked in a shed in the back of Lance's house! For the love of God call the police- (A flintlock pistol is pointed towards them) Um, I mean, thank you for reading this chapter, and we hope you enjoyed it. Don't forget to help support by leaving a vote and sharing with your friends, have a wonderful day.

Lance1889 swings by tied to the ceiling tied by his feet and dangling from the ceiling.

Lance1889: At least you get a chair and a desk. Can I be cut down now?

Blitzo: (outside) No! Now get to work on the next one! Echo on the next Episode Chapter and Lance gets back to work on those Double Chapters and Original Chapters!

ECHO-173: What if we don't? (several gunshots punch through the walls of the shed) FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FINE!!! WE'LL GET ON IT!!! JESUS!!!

Lance1889: Maybe don't challenge a gun-toting psychopath.

Blitzo: Also, Lance! How's AizakkuVerse209 coming along with that new cover for this story?

Lance1889: He's just getting to Loona after her its M&M and he's done!

Blitzo: Good.