Mrs. Mayberry *narrating* Between the talk shows and the donation bullshit, she made so much goddamn cash... getting shot was the best thing to happen to her!
[Scene cuts to Martha standing at a podium with "VNN" on it. A news reporter holds out a microphone among several other microphones.]
Reporter: You're a hero!
[Martha is then seen jogging with a dark-skinned woman with blonde hair.]
Jogger: You're a hero, girl!
[In a grocery store, a boy wearing a beaver-skin cap talks with a cashier lady named Brook.]
Martha's son: My mama's a hero!
Cashier: She is a hero!
[Ralphie and Martha have sex in a bedroom and he grunts in pleasure.]
Ralphie: *grunts* You're a hero!
[An old priest is seen with his hands folded in prayer by church doors. Martha stands next to him with her hands folded.]
Priest: You're a herooo!
[Martha is then seen standing at the front of Mrs. Mayberry's old classroom. Another teacher introduces Martha to the class. "How to deal with trauma 101" is written on the board.]
Class: You're a hero!
[Martha smiles as she is given anal sex from another man.]
Man: *groans* You're a hero!
[Back in Hell, Mrs. Mayberry's purple fists create cracks on Blitzo's desk as she smashes down on it.]
Mrs. Mayberry: *shouting, her voice echoing* SHE IS NOT A HEROOOOOO!
[She leans in close to Blitzo's face, her face red with anger.]
Blitzo: *frightened* Mm-hmm. Yeah! Okay, yeah, my thoughts exactly.
[Blitzo rapidly presses a red button from underneath his desk. A red light flashes by a label reading "Deranged client." The other labels read "More coffee," "Soiled my pants," "Horny client," "Client giving birth," "Ghost," and "Angry Y/N"]
[The camera moves to , who is holding a black and red crossbow in his hands. In front of him is a picture of a smiling family: a father, a mother, a baby and two children. His arms are shaking as the pointer hovers around the man's crotch area.]
Millie: Moxxie, stop shakin'! You're gonna shoot our only hellhound!
[Loona lies on a gray couch and holds up the family picture in one hand and her phone in the other. On the wall are drawings of Blitzo in a horse shape and a drawing of Robo Fizz with an arrow sticking out from it.]
Loona: *sarcastically, deadpan* Wow. I feel soooo loved here.
Millie: Just take a deep breath, *inhales* and let it out!
Moxxie: But... it's a family! Under what circumstances would we ever need to kill a human family?
Millie: I mean, if that's what the client wants.
Moxxie: Maybe like a shitty dad. Or a mob family. *speaking with a stereotypical Italian accent* That's understandable. [speaks normally] But to eradicate an entire innocent—seemingly, in this instance—upper middle class family bloodline?
Y/N: you don't know that they're innocent.
Loona: Y/Ns right *points to the boy* This kid probably sets dogs on fire, *points to the girl* maybe this girl gets off to bullying Australian kids online, *points to the father* and this guy... This guy definitely watches.
BINABASA MO ANG
Helluva boss: Prince of the gods
FanfictionY/n are the son of the ruler of outer gods, Azathoth. You don't know how, but you ended up in the Pride ring. Curiosity consumes you, as you explore the place called IMP city, but you're briefly interrupted by a man in red.
Murder Family
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