"Eugh..." You frowned your nose up as you landed into a dumpster.
Blitzø falls on top of you, and then stands up, digging his shoes into your abdomen, "Ugh, Bliztø..."
"You can moan for me later sweet heart, but first we have to find the victim," Blitzø said casually. "Shhhhhh! Remember, we can't be seen."
Blitzø holds out his hand and pulls you up. You climb out of the dumpster and Blitzø soon follows slamming the dumpster lid loudly, only to then fall backwards into a pile of trash. You and Millie chuckle at the scene.
"Pardon my words, sir, but you're currently being the loudest," Moxxie spoke up.
Blitzø jumps up out of the garbage pile covered in trash, he goes over to Moxxie and pokes his face with his index finger, which is currently wearing a used condom, "I said shuuuush your dick-sucking lips, Moxxie!" He said softly.
Moxxie steps away from Blitzø disgusted. You look over and see that the portal is open and Loona is on the other side, Millie jumps in and waves to Moxxie. Moxxie begins to walk toward the portal and you follow him, but suddenly Blitzø tackles the both of you, "GET DOWN!"
You rub your head and open your mouth to snap at Blitzø, but then you see the two agents ready to capture the three of you.
"LOONA! CLOSE IT!" Blitzø yells at his daughter.
"Wait, no!" Millie runs toward the portal but is unsuccessful, the portal disappears.
You pull out your glock ready to defend yourself, but suddenly, there's a sharp pain on your neck. You touch where you feel the sting and you pull out a dart. What the? Then everything goes black.
...
You wake up in an investigation room. You try to get up, but you're tied to a chair, you look on both sides of you and see Blitzø and Moxxie tied up too.
Moxxie is out cold but you see that Blitzø isn't, "Where are we, Blitzø?"
"The Hell should I know?" Blitzø responded.
The two agents that captured the three of you enter. Moxxie groans waking up. Moxxie looks around and then starts to freak out, he struggles to get out, but one of the agents grabs the lamp over your heads and puts it in front of Moxxie's face, he flinches away.
"Finally awake, huh, little fella?" The agent releases the lamp, "Your partners have been up for a while now."
"Look, shitbag, it takes a lot to keep me down, alright? I took a fuck-ton of tranquilizers in the college I dropped out of. Also, I've been strapped nipple first to a car battery. So I-," Blitzø is cut off when the other agent shines the lamp in his face. "Ohhh, okay!"
"Tell us, demon scum! Who do you work for? Satan?!" The agent pointing the lamp in Blitzø's face asks.
The agents go in a back and forth motion with the lamp, "How did you get to our world from the afterlife?"
"Why are youse killin' humans?!"
"When did you show up her?"
"Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there, bitch. First of all, we just woke up from a veeeeery nasty shock. And I'm still feelin' fuckin' woozy, so I'm gonna request you fetch us some coffee before we get into this. I mean, everyone gets coffee in shitty movies with scenes like this, am I right? I want somethin' iced, bitch!" Blitzø faces you, "Y/N?"
You ponder, "I would like, a Mocha frappé, three and a half pumps of chocolate on the bottom, make sure they use almond milk, whipped cream on top, and also have them put shredded chocolate on top of the whipped cream as well as those hard little caramel flavored things."
"Mox?" Blitzø looks at Moxxie.
"I'll have a Neapolitan cappuccino, more cappu- than ccino-, make sure it's got no more than four ounces of milk; the beans won't have the right texture otherwise, and make sure they spell my name correctly on the cup-they always put 'Foxy' or 'Roxy'; I hate that. If you can't handle that, I'll have a Venti traditional misto. Please use soy milk, with two blond shots affogato," Moxxie points his foot at one of the agents, "And ristretto! I'd also love... three vanilla pumps at the very bottom, then add the coffee after, then add-."
One of the agents interrupts, "ENOUGH! We aren't gettin' youse coffee!"
"Wow. I got massive douche chills from both of y'all. Congrats!" Blitzø says proudly.
"If we have to, we are willing to resort to torture methods to get answers outta you nasty hell beasts!"
You laugh, "Really? Would you actually risk letting us die? That could mess up your whole discovery of us and you wouldn't become famous. Hell, people would believe you guys were crazy and then you'd be locked up in a padded room."
"Yeah, and when you say 'torture', do you mean physical or psychological? Physical seems counter productive; we would likely tell you anything if it meant an end to the pain, and you would have no way of knowing what was true!" Moxxie adds.
"Or we might like it too much. And then you've got a whole new thing to deal with." Blitzø adds.
Agent One points at Blitzø, "What do you mean by that?"
"Ah, you're stupid, huh? I can work with stupid. Daddy likey dummy."
You and Moxxie burst out laughing. "Good one, sir! 'Daddy likey'!"
"You better stop laughin' at us!" Agent Two warns.
Agent One grabs Blitzø by the collar, "Yeah! You are the ones at our mercy!"
Moxxie chuckles, "It's hard to resist, I'm really sorry. I mean, considering your approach thus far, you've had us tied her for what, hours? And you haven't even had us confirm what exactly we are!"
Agent Two leans down, "What are you?"
"I'm a Virgo."
You and Blitzø burst out laughing. "Good one, Mox!" You praise.
"Ohhhhh, a smart guy, eh?!" Agent One says.
"One more quip outta you and we'll shut you up!" Agent Two says.
"Ooh, getting kinkyyyy!" Blitzø drawls.
Both of the agents jump back in horror, "WHAAAAAT? We aren't playin' into your vile demon kinks!"
"I mean, that's what it sounded like back there, you sickos!"
"I agree, if you didn't want to get into demon kinks maybe you should've said something more... professional. But then again, nothing about this has been professional so far. Guess we might as well get freaky with it!" You exclaimed.
"Please, don't give them ideas!" Moxxie replies sarcastically.
"Why not? I know the shit you're into!" Blitzø responds.
"Stooooooop! We are," Agent One leans in towards you, "NOT gettin' freaky wit youse!"
Agent Two pulls back Agent One, "Calm down, One! Don't let these monsters get to you!" They start to walk away.
"Heyyyyy, aren't we gonna get our phone call, bitch?" Blitzø asks.
"Well, that entirely depends! Who are you gonna call? Hmmmm?" Agent One amuses.
Blitzø grins, "Your fat mom, thankin' her for a fat time!"
You burst out in laughter. Agent Two replies to Blitzø, "Nice try, demon! His fat mom is dead!" Agent One starts to cry into his arm.
"She may be dead, but did you forget, we're demons! And guess what? I took your mom all the way down to bone town! And damn... She was pretty good at it," You grinned at the agent.
"My mom ain't in Hell!" Agent One yelled.
"You sure? Cause I remember her showin' me a picture of you... WHILE I PEGGED HER FAT ASS!" You yelled at the agent.
Blitzø and Moxxie laughed. "Oh, yeah, I pegged that fat bitch too!" Blitzø exclaimed.
You and Blitzø high-fived each other. Agent One sobbed, "Stop insultin' my mother! She's dead!"
Agent Two pat his shoulder, "Hey, hey. Let's just leave them here until they feel like talkin'."
The two agents leave the room, slamming the door behind them. Blitzø then immediately tries to get out of the bonds for a couple of seconds before he gives up. "Don't worry guys. If we keep being obnoxious, they'll eventually slip up and we'll get a chance to get out. Let's just keep fuckin' with them until they get so frustrated, they stop thinkin' clearly. It usually works."