My OC's react

OCs react to WBD "Welcome to Hell"

Moxxie: The kid was the one who saw us, sir.

Blitzo: Yeah, no shit, Mox. Considering the fact that I searched everywhere else for possible witnesses, and the fact that we're standing in the same room as him!

Moxxie: So now what?

Blitzo: Easy, we take him out.

Blitzo drew his flintlock pistol from his tailcoat.]

OHS Ryan: FUCKING CHRIST, DAD!

HPH Ryan: Guess you're lucky you were just a baby when he found you.

Both Keshas: What a heartless asshole.

WBD Max: One of the many reasons I hate this guy.

[Millie: WHAT?! NO!

Blitzo: What do you mean no?! No witnesses, remember?!

Moxxie But he's just a kid, sir.

Blitzo: (sarcastically) Oh really, Moxxie? I hadn't noticed! (Seriously) Have you seriously not learned anything from past experiences?! The last time we dealt with kids was two separate occasions on the job! One was a piece of shit, and two of them were satanic cannibals!

Moxxie: That doesn't mean this kid is going to be the same!

Blitzo: I don't care! No loose ends, bitch!

Millie: BOYS, ENOUGH!

The two stood still with wide eyes as they stared at her.

Millie: You two knock it off! You're scaring him!

I was on the verge of tears and Millie tried to comfort me.

Blitzo and Moxxie glanced at each other before looking back at Millie.

Millie: We're NOT killing him. We're NOT leaving him alone. We're taking him with us.

Both: What?!]

WBD Max: This is the best, and worst thing she ever did. She kept me alive, but started the whole damn shitshow.

RAE Max: Hey, my home is not a shit show.

HPH Ryan: As prince to a version of your home... I gotta disagree.

Lucas: I... gotta agree with him.

Dorian: Me too, then again, my universe's hell might be different.

RAE Max grumbles while his Kesha comforts him.

RAE Kesha: Hun, it's alright... but ya gotta admit Hell is... well it's Hell, it's in the name.

WBD Max: Thank you.

RAE Max: (eyes glow) Shut up.

WBD Max: (distorted) Make us.

OHS Ryan: Girsl, girls, you're both pretty, we get it. Now shut up, the movie's still going.

[Blitzo: (irritably) You've got to be fucking kidding me!

Millie: No I'm not. How hard can it be? I mean, look at him. Poor thing's scared to death. He just needs someone to love him.

Millie then kissed my forehead.

Blitzo facepalmed hard with a solid slap, and groaned loudly.

Blitzo: (begrudgingly) Uuuuuuuuuuuuugh! FINE! Take the little bastard with us! But he's your responsibility, not mine! Got it?!

Millie: (excitedly) YAY! You hear that, little guy? You get to come home with us!