One Helluva Time

Spring Broken

Blitz: Oh man, I love this song! 🎶 You are a spicy little.... uh.. demon with the... uh... bleach blonde hair!🎶

It was another day in Imp City as its denizens went about their daily routine. Be it going to work, getting some groceries, or going to a local restaurant. And like any other day, Blitz and Loona had gone to pick up Moxxie and Millie for work. The only problem was that Blitz was a very terrible drive. Considering he ran into several trash cans and lamps already. It didn't help that he was also singing to a song on the radio poorly. Which caused Moxxie to cover his ears in annoyance and Loona to glare at him. In fact, the only one who wasn't bothered by it at all was Millie.

As I.M.P. made their way to the office, Blitz continued to drive like crazy. Once they got to the parking lot, Blitz pulled in with ease. Despite nearly hitting several Sinners as he drove past them. He was about to pull the company van into their parking spot. But before he could, a pink sports car pulled in front, taking the spot. This had caused Blitz to immediately hit the breaks and avoid crashing. Of course, Blitz was pissed off that someone just took his parking spot. Even noticing the plate on the car had said "Suck-4-Life" on it. So Blitz was going to give this person a piece of his mind. It was only after the passenger got out that Blitz recognized her.

Blitz: Unholy shit! Fuck! Oh, you "suck for life," do you?! *megaphone* Listen up, you unoriginal pink cum dump! You have exactly three seconds to get the fuck out of my parking spot! Oh shit! Verosika?!

Verosika: Blitzo.

Blitz: I should've known you'd be here. I could smell fish for miles, which is odd. Because I believe the nearest ocean is three Rings DOWN!

Verosika: And I should have known you'd be here when I heard the amber alerts.

Blitz: Oh yeah? I'm surprised they let you out of rehab. I can see you're still a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beelze juice bottle like it's the last cock in Hell!

Verosika: They let me out because I'm still famous. And rehab is for sad loser wash-ups. So your sister says, "Hi."

Blitz: Why are you parking here?! This is the only spot my company has! So take your tampon racecar somewhere else!

Verosika: Actually, prick, it has my name on it.

That's when Blitz saw the I.M.P. logo crossed out with pink paint. Which also had Verosika's name right under it, much to Blitz's anger. Of course, the rest of I.M.P. were all in complete surprise. Given that Blitz never said that he had even dated Verosika Mayday. And they were all curious as to why she was in Imp City to begin with. Plus, from the looks of it, things didn't end well between them. Loona was, by far, the one in shock the most since she was a huge fan of Verosika. And, in a surprising twist, Verosika was going to be in their building, too. Given that she was doing some freelance work for another company inside for a week. Who wanted her to lead their team for a spring break concert.

Blitz: A week?! No, no, no! You are not staying here for a fucking week!

Verosika: Oh, you mad, Blitzo? You gonna run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car, and--

Both: Run three Rings to Wrath and max my credit cards on shitty horse riding leasons?!

Blitz: Goddamn it, whore, you will NOT let that go!

Verosika: Choke on a sandpaper cock.

Blitz: HOLD ON! You better move that pussy wagon... or else... I'll...

Vortex: You'll what?

With that, Verosika started to make her way inside with Blitz right behind her. But what he didn't realize was that Vortex was there too. And given the Hellhounds size, Blitz somewhat froze in fear. Even threatening to call HR if Verosika didn't move her car from their spot. Of course, Verosika just burst out laughing at Blitz's sad attempt at a threat. As this happened, the rest of I.M.P. continued watching from the van. Now understanding what caused Blitz to not bring up his past with Verosika. Though Moxxie and Millie couldn't blame her for being mad. Loona, on the other hand, was too memorized by the larger Hellhound.