The Son of Imp Assassins

S2/E3 Exes and Oohs

[The scene opens with an exterior shot of I.M.P. Headquarters. Cut to a Scene inside the office with Moxxie holding a mug, and Loona texting on her phone. Moxxie looks around.]

Moxxie: You know, I checked the scale today. (inhales) And it said I lost two pounds this week.

[Loona looks at Moxxie, then rolls her eyes back to her phone, indicating what little interest she has in Moxxie's comment, much to his annoyance.]

Moxxie: I. Am not. FAT!

[Cut to the front door kicked open by a furious Millie as she stomps around the office, mumbling angrily. Passing Loona, she hits a button entitled, "Nut button!" that summons a cardboard cutout of a human saying, "Hi I'm a Hooman!" then throws a knife and lunges at said cutout. Moxxie looks at her, disturbed.]

Moxxie: Millie, honey. Is everything okay?

[Millie hisses back at Moxxie, disturbing him even more, but she manages to calm down.]

Millie: Yeah. I just, bumped into an ex.

Moxxie: Oh! Oh...

Millie: He just kept going on about how he has money now, "a bright future," and "a bigger cock."

Moxxie: Wait, what?

Y/N enters the room with his shotgun

Y/N: Whose harassing mom I'll blow his fucking head off.

Millie: (yelling) Every time I see his stupid face, I can't help it! I just need to--

[Millie punches a filing cabinet in frustration. Blitzo enters the room shortly after.]

Blitzø: What the fuck is all this noise?! I got a client!

Moxxie: Sorry, sir. I'll get this all cleaned-- (holds a photo of two imps in horse suits) what is this?

Y/N: What the fuck?

Blitzø: Uh... research! For science! Just put it back correctly, okay, I alphabetized them. [walks back into his office] Okay, so let me get this straight: you don't want us going to Earth at all for this job?

[Cut to the inside of a mansion, with a businessman holding a lit cigar, and his chair facing a green fireplace.]

Client: Correct. That will not be necessary. I'd like to meet you and your whole crew at my estate.

Blitzø: Uh, you want us killing someone in hell, 'cause I gotta tell ya, that ain't exactly our business no more.

Client: I'll tell ya all about it when you get here. (smokes cigar) It's in regards to a business venture I'm sure will be very worth *through the phone* your time.

Blitzø: Ooh, how ominous. *chuckles* Fine, whatever, what's the address?

Client: Transportation has already *through the phone* been taken care of.

[Blitzo notices a helicopter in front of his building. He runs to the office Moxxie and Millie are in to find the helicopter before the main window.]

Blitzø: What the fuck is that?

[The helicopter shoots a grappling hook under the window, breaking the wall. Loona looks on without a word.]

Y/N: Oh come on!

Blitzø: Satan's ass crack! Enough with the walls, shit, we have a door!

[With the damaged walls, a wind gusts all the photos Blitzø had been saving.]

Blitzø: My research!!

[Two imp children grab one of the photos and are visibly disgusted; one is crying, and the other is vomiting from the result. The helicopter approaches Blitzø, creating a bridge for them to walk upon, and the pilot steps out.]