Loona: *grunt in anger* Fucking Blitzo. Why do I need to call him every time? Blitzo can just fucking call him, I don't even have his fucking number Now, I need to fucking walk to the rooftop again.
*Meanwhile with Lincoln*
Lincoln: Hmm I wonder what what else I can figure out about my new abilities.
*Before he can think about anything else he hears a ring of a bell in the receptionist*.
*When he went to go see who it was he notice someone is waiting at the receptionist desk. She is roughly the size of Blitzo, with violet skin, pointed ears, red eyes with and. sharp yellow pupils, yellow teeth. She has the same tail as an imp, but has noticeable goat-like traits like horns and lavender hooves. She has a sports messy white hair, her headband is now black. For clothing, she has a dark pink shirt with noticeable stitches and an upside-down red teardrop jewel on her chest with yellow on the tip. She also wears a black torn skirt, red earrings, and pink glasses*.
???: What kind of business is this? There's no receptionist at all.
Lincoln: If you looking for our receptionist, she's busy somewhere else.
*The woman turn her head and see Lincoln, who is done taking shower wears a dark orange coat, black pants and white shirt underneath, a small black bow-tie, and fingerless gloves*.
Lincoln: Greetings. Lincoln Hellhound at your service. How may I help you?
???: Are you the boss in here?
Lincoln: *shake head* Nope. That would be Blitzo. He's the real boss. You can ask me anything if you want
???: Very well. My name is Mrs. Mayberry. I'm a-
Lincoln: A former teacher, I presume
Mrs. Mayberry: *wide eyes* How did you know I'm a teacher?
Lincoln: I have the ability to know all about emotion and body language and could immediately tell what kind of things they do. I only have to look at your expression and body and I could even tell through the way you speak or write. Your clothes are proper and tidy suggesting you're a teacher or a psychiatrist but the way you speak is more of teacher so I guess your job is a teacher.
Mrs. Mayberry: *smile* Not bad. Tell me then, what is my purpose of coming here if you can guess it?
Lincoln: Well it is obvious you want Revenge on your previous husband if I'm correct.
Mayberry: *shocked* Impossible.. How did you even know that?
Lincoln: It wasn't so hard to guess. You said Mrs. Mayberry not Ms. Mayberry indicate you're married and the way your tone speak Mrs. is a bit deep suggesting your husband is the cause of your death. Am I right?
Mayberry: Y-yes you're correct. That fucking shit of a husband of mine cheat on me for some whore while I'm teaching my class.
Lincoln: Hmmm, I see... Have a seat in that room while I make you something to drink. Tea or Coffee?
Mayberry: Tea. Thank you.
*Lincoln nods his head and head somewhere else to make tea for Mrs. Mayberry while Mayberry enter the meeting room and take a seat waiting for Lincoln. A few second later, I return with 2 cup of tea and give it to Mrs Mayberry*.
Mayberry: Hmm...delicious. Did you make it yourself?
Lincoln: *nod* Yes, I did. I want to make sure every client we have is feeling comfortable with our business so I decide to make my own tea for the clients. Now, let's get to business then.
*Mrs. Mayberry nod her head and begin to explain to me how a positive and kind-hearted elementary school teacher turn into a murderer, how she found out her husband fucking another woman, how she confront the bitch in front of her students and how she ended up in Hell*.
Mayberry: You do everything right in life, play by all the rules... and still get sent down here with all the Hitlers and Epsteins of the world! After one measly massacre propelled by blind rage.
*Lincoln feels a bit remorse at her and I suddenly touch Mrs. Mayberry's hand which she doesn't mind to assure her from the pain she receive in the human world*.
Lincoln: I'm so sorry to hear that. I pity for someone as beautiful as you are in this shitty place instead of the holy place.
Mayberry: *sad smile* Thank you, Mr Hellhound. I appreciate the compliment.
Lincoln: Call me Lincoln and I'm only 12 years old.
Mayberry: *widen eyes in shock* You're 12 years old!? You're so young. How did you end up in here?
Lincoln: *sigh* To make it simple my family believed I was Bad Luck then I was kicked out of my house, I try to run away but they found me and began to hurt me physically, but our boss here blitzo along with others saved me and I got turn into a hellhound.
Mayberry: Oh. I see. Forgive me for saying those words, you shouldn't have gone through all of that.
Lincoln: *shake head* It's fine. I have a stable job now and I can do whatever I want in Hell, and I'm happy now.
Mayberry: If you're happy then I won't force you. About the payment..
Lincoln: *nod* All I need is the target's name, location, reason and wish.
*Mrs. Mayberry begin to tell those details on the paper I give where I will give the proper payment for my service*.
Lincoln: The payment will be 2,000 dollar but if you add another 1,000 dollar, you will retrieve the body of your victim with the location as well.
Mayberry: It's fine. I just want my shitty husband and that whore to die and end my suffering.
Lincoln: *nod* Very well then. *stands up* Pleasure doing business with you.
Mayberry: *stand up* The pleasure is mine, Lincoln
Lincoln: Maybe after done with the job, how about a small party for you? My treat to make you feel better.
Mayberry: *laugh* That would be wonderful. I will come to your party.
Lincoln: *nod and smiles* Okay then.
*Mrs. Mayberry gives her phone number to me lincoln then she leaves the room. Then, he calls Moxxie and Millie about Mayberry's request where I will do the job by myself*.
Moxxie: Are you sure you don't want any assistance, Lincoln? It might be dangerous for you alone
Lincoln: Don't worry, I'l be fine on my own. With discovering my new abilities and what I'm capable lf doing, I will come back alive.
Moxxie: Fine. Make sure you come back. I'm gonna miss you if you don't return.
Millie: *off screen* Good luck, Sweetie.
Lincoln: *smile* Thanks for the support, Aunt Millie. Send Grandpa *Blitzo* and Mom *Loona* my regard to them.
Moxxie: Of course, Lincoln.
*Lincoln ends the call and draws a pentagram on the floor. It grows red and creates a portal to the human world. I turn around and make a 'T' pose before let my body fall into the portal*.
Lincoln: Time to hunt for some Motherfuckers.