Helluva Guy (Helluva Boss x Autisic reader.)

Ghostf**kers

Loona: (growling) Do that again, and I'll shove that camera—

Y/N: (cutting in, shyly) He... he didn't mean any harm.

The Filmmaker: (grinning, ignoring the threat) Of course not. Only capturing art.

The Cartoonist: (twirling their ink brush, their voice fluctuating between a playful and eerie tone) Oooh, look at this place! It's like a cartoon already. (They tap the brush against their palm, and an inky creature slithers out, darting under the desks.)

Brute: (grunts, folding his massive arms as he leans against the wall, surveying the room silently.)

Ace of Spades: Quite the crew you've got here, Y/N. (He flips a card in the air and catches it effortlessly.) Though it looks like your mutt slut is about to snap.

Loona: (snarling) Say that again, card boy.

Y/N: (anxiously stepping between them) Please, don't fight.

The Cenobites quiet down slightly, though their presence continues to make the room feel tense. The Seamstress starts tidying up the office with deliberate, precise movements, muttering under her breath about "wasted potential." The Happy Amphibian is poking at the fire barrel, while the Cartoonist doodles a crude caricature of Blitzo on the wall.

Ace of Spades: You got someone at the door with packages.

Sure enough, behind him was Wally Wackford, now a taxidermy delivery service demon, with more boxes of taxidermy owls.

Wally: Hey! I got an order here for a hundred more waaacky owls!

Wally hands Loona over the clipboard with papers to sign the delivery, much to her distress because that means she's going have to burn more taxidermy owls.

Loona: (tired and distressed) Fuuuuuuck.

Wally: Hey, I haven't seen you guys in a while, heh! Do you like wanna hang out some-

Millie slams the door right in Wally's face.

Wally: (From behind the door) Okay! That answers that, I say, I say.

Ace of Spades: Well my poker club needs another member if you're interested.

Wally: I say, I say, I'm in!

Millie takes the clipboard to check the papers and see how much Blitzo ordered.

Mille: Blitzo is still sulking? It's been over a month. (throws clipboard away) And where is Moxxie? He didn't come home last night.

To answer her question, she hears Moxxie screaming from the other office room. She barges right in, knocking over the boxes to see who she can get feral on for attacking her husband. She sees Moxxie rambling through the papers and calms down.

Mille: Honey...? You okaaay?

The scene shows Moxxie in a complete frenzy because the table and the floor are littered with stacks of paper and boxes. The board above the table has many papers that show various notices like "Paid overdue", "Unpaid" and "Final Notice", revealing that I.M.P is about to go bankrupt due to Blitzo's reckless overspending.

Moxxie: I'm stuck in a math nightmare!!

Moxxie is having a panic attack and is hyperventilating hard as he picks up the papers to recheck his work.

Moxxie: The numbers, the numbers, I can't make them add up! We're FUCKED!

Moxxie is so stressed that he crawls over and cries. Mille comes over to calm him down.

Y/N and Ace of Spades walked in.

Mille: Come on, baby. It can't be that bad.

Moxxie: He drained our pension, and used it to buy THESE!