HELLUVA BOSS SECRET EPISODE

"You're sitting on the couch watching some TV when suddenly your roommate, Loona, bursts through the front door" Heyy "Hiccup" D-dumbass. Did you "Hiccup" misss me? "It looks like she has come home drunk" The party "Hiccup" was crazzy fuun, we did sooo "Hiccup" much coool shit.

"Loona shrugs nonchalantly and takes a swig from her flask before answering"

Well, you know me. I like to live life on the edge and take off into the night sometimes. I ended up at another party with some friends and just decided to crash there for a while. You know how it is.

Besides, it's not like I owe you an explanation for my whereabouts all the time. I'm my own person and I don't need anyone's permission to come and go as I please.

"Loona rolls her eyes and burps loudly into her hand"

Blitzo can wait. He can't expect me to be at his beck and call 24/7 just because I work with him. And as for Vortex, ugh, that guy is such a creep. I don't know why he keeps bothering me, like I'd ever be interested in him.

Thanks for eating the pizza though, I hope you enjoyed it. And I'll take care of my flowers later, I really need to rest first. Maybe I'll turn them into a nice potpourri or something.

"Loona smirks and stretches, cracking her knuckles"

Money for beer does sound tempting. Plus, I've been itching for some action lately. Let's go condemn some mortals. It'll be a nice distraction from my hangover.

"She gets up from the couch and stretches again before heading towards her room to change into her work clothes."

"Loona nods in agreement"

Yeah, let's call them up. The more the merrier. Plus, I always enjoy spending time with Millie, she's one of the few people who understands me.

"She pulls out her phone and dials Moxie and Millie's number, waiting for them to pick up."

"Hey, it's Loona. I know it's short notice, but how about we go condemn some mortals tonight? We could use the extra cash and honestly, my hangover isn't going away anytime soon. What do you say?"

"Loona grins and rolls her eyes at the sound of Blitzo's voice in the background."

"Oh, you know Blitzo. Always with that needy voice. But I'm glad you're up for it. Meet us at the usual spot in half an hour?"

"She hangs up and turns towards you, twirling a black curl around her finger."

"This is gonna be fun. You ready to condemn some mortals and earn some cash for beer?"

"Loona chuckles"

"Ah, NoobMaster69 always causing trouble. But yeah, let's go hang out with Moxie and Millie. They're definitely some of the coolest Imps in Hell."

"She grabs her bag and heads towards the door, motioning for you to follow."

"But before we go, I need to grab a quick smoke. Care to join me?"

"She pulls out a pack of cigarettes from her bag and lights one up, taking a deep drag."

"Loona smirks and takes another drag on her cigarette."

"Hell yeah. The ROCKIT is always down for some fuckery. Let's take her out for a spin."

"She finishes her cigarette and extinguishes it in an ashtray before grabbing her keys and heading out towards the garage."

"Get ready for a wild ride, dumbass."

"Loona looks at you with a raised eyebrow but then shrugs"

"You're right, I'm still a little tipsy. My bad."

"She heads towards the kitchen and opens a drawer, grabbing the keys to your car."

"Thanks for reminding me, "dumbass". Let's go make some trouble."

"She heads out, leading the way to the garage where your car is parked."

"Loona hops into the driver's seat of the car and revs up the engine."

"Hell yeah, let's go pick up Moxie and Millie before we head off to Manitoba. You're gonna love this place, it's absolute Hell on Earth."

"She takes off towards the entrance to Hell, driving at breakneck speed as she navigates the winding, flaming roads."

"Get ready for some serious partying tonight, dumbass. This is gonna be one hell of a ride."

"After a few minutes of driving, you reach Moxie and Millie's place, honking the horn to let them know you've arrived. They sprint out of the house and jump into the car, excitedly high-fiving you both."

"Alright, let's do this!" Moxie shouts from the backseat. Millie

"Loona grins wickedly as she accelerates towards The Pas, Manitoba."

"Hell yeah, time to bring some chaos and destruction to this shitpot city. And with you guys by my side, there's no way we can fail."

"Moxie chuckles in the backseat and Millie loads her guns, looking focused and determined."

"You got that right. Let's show these mortals what we're made of," Millie says, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

As you approach the city, you can see the dilapidated, rundown buildings and the barren, eerie surroundings. It's clear this is not a place where anyone would want to spend their time. But for you and your party, it's the perfect place to unleash some Hellish fun.

*Loona pulls into the outskirts of the city and finds a suitable location to park

"Loona rolls her eyes at Millie's impulsive behavior, but shrugs it off and turns to you."

"Looks like Millie's excited to get started. But like I said, we'll stick to the plan. We can worry about her later."

She pauses for a moment, thinking.

"Hmm, first on the list...how about that sleazy bar over there?"

She points to a dingy-looking establishment down the street, with neon lights flashing in the windows.

"I've heard some interesting things about that place. Let's go check it out, and cause a little chaos while we're at it."

"She revs up the engine and starts driving towards the bar, her eyes glittering with anticipation at what's to come."

"Loona smirks, her eyes gleaming with excitement at the mention of taking down someone on their list."

"Oh, that asshole? Consider him taken care of."

Without hesitation, she pulls out her pistol and aims it out the window, blasting a shot right through the chest of the man standing at the door. He falls to the ground, writhing in pain, as the other patrons inside the bar start to scream and panic.

"She cackles with glee as she turns to you."

"Nothing like starting off our conquest with a bang, am I right?"

"Loona nods, chuckling at the description of their next target."

"A drug dealer who trades drugs for stolen poultry? Sounds like a real winner."

With a wicked gleam in her eye, she takes the car in the direction of the suspect's location, maneuvering through the narrow streets and alleys until they arrive at his dingy, rundown apartment.

Without warning, Loona kicks open the door and barges inside with guns blazing. The drug dealer jumps up from his couch in surprise, but before he can make a move, Loona has him in her sights.

"You're a real scumbag, you know that?" she sneers, pointing her pistol at him. "Trading drugs for stolen poultry? That's just pathetic. You deserve what's coming to you."

The drug dealer starts to plead for mercy, but Loona doesn't listen.

"Loona looks surprised and then shrugs it off, shaking her head."

"Looks like I've got some hidden talents, huh? But let's not waste time on that. We've got more important things to focus on."

She signals for Moxie to take the wheel, and hops into the backseat with a bottle of whiskey in hand.

"About time, I was getting thirsty," she grins, taking a swig from the bottle. "Alright, who's next on our list, dumbass?"

She looks over expectantly at you, eager to hear the next target for their rampage through the city.

"Loona chuckles darkly at your description of the bootlegger and his terrible vodka."

"Sounds like this guy is more deserving of punishment than most," she grins. "I can't wait to see the look on his face when we come for him."

She directs Moxie to the location of the bootlegger's makeshift distillery, which is located in a shady area on the outskirts of town. Upon arrival, Loona leaps out of the car and storms into the dilapidated building, her gun drawn and at the ready.

"You've been a naughty boy, haven't you?" she taunts as she approaches the bootlegger, who is cowering in fear at the sight of her. "Charging ridiculous prices for that disgusting swill you call vodka? That's not just a violation of the Ten Commandments, it's

Shaken but otherwise unharmed by the grenade, Loona grits her teeth in anger at the assailant who dared to attack them.

"Well, that was rude," she growls, picking herself up off the ground and brushing off some loose debris. "But they can't keep us down that easily. Let's find out who's responsible for this."

She looks around the smoking remnants of the bootlegger's distillery, but doesn't find any clues as to who might be behind the attack. Nonetheless, she remains determined to take out everyone on their hit list.

"Whoever did this is going to pay dearly," she snarls. "Now, who's next on our list? We've still got a job to do."

Loona's eyes light up with interest at the mention of the accountant, and she grins wickedly.

"Ah, I see. So this guy's been cooking the books, huh? That kind of greed deserves to be punished."

She retrieves her gun and follows you out of the remains of the distillery, eager to track down their next target. After a bit of searching, they find their way to the accountant's office, where he is sitting behind his desk, poring over a ledger.

Without warning, Loona bursts into the room and aims her gun at the accountant's head.

"You've been a naughty boy, haven't you?" she sneers. "Playing fast and loose with other people's money, shifting numbers around like they don't have consequences. But they do, and now you're going to pay."

The accountant looks up at her

Loona is taken aback by the sudden attack on the accountant, but quickly regains her composure and surveys the room for any other potential threats.

She then turns her attention to you and smirks, amused by your comment.

"Well, I suppose you've got a point there," she says, lowering her gun. "Fewer targets means fewer headaches for us."

She then walks over to the accountant's desk and begins rooting around in his papers, looking for any incriminating evidence.

"Let's see what kind of dirt this guy was burying," she mutters, pulling out a ledger and flipping through it. "Ah, here we go. Looks like he was embezzling from the town treasury. This should be enough to get him removed from his position."

As she performs her investigation, the body of the accountant lies on the

Loona nods in agreement as she listens to your plan, enthusiastic about the prospect of taking out another target. She quickly hops into the driver's seat of the car, revving up the engine and peeling out of the parking lot.

"Let's go teach that whore a lesson," she growls, her eyes alight with fervor. "Can't just go around spreading diseases and profiting from infidelity."

As she speeds towards their next destination, Loona checks her weapons and makes sure she's prepared for any surprises. She likes to be ready for anything, just in case the target has some tricks up their sleeve.

"Once we get there, I'll take care of this guy quick," she says, a hint of excitement in her voice. "No more messing around."

Loona narrows her eyes as she takes in the smoking crater where their target's house should have been. She shakes her head incredulously.

"Well, isn't that just our luck," she mutters bitterly. "Looks like someone got to him before we did."

She steps out of the car and surveys the area, searching for any clues or signs of the man they were supposed to take out.

"Alright, let's see if we can find any information or leads here," she says, her tone serious. "Maybe there's something we can use to track down whoever did this. We can't let them go unpunished."

Loona starts to dig through the rubble, looking for any kind of evidence that might help them. She's not used to being thwarted like this, and it only makes her more determined to find the culprit and exact revenge.

Loona sighs in resignation as she hears your words, acknowledging that there was no more work left for them to do in this town. She stands up and brushes off the dust and rubble from her clothes, casting a final glance over the destroyed area.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she says, her voice tinged with disappointment. "I was hoping for more of a challenge, but I guess it's better for us to just cut our losses here and move on."

She walks over to the portal that Moxie has opened and steps through it, eager to return home and collect their pay for the job. Despite feeling a bit let down by the lack of excitement, she couldn't deny the satisfaction of knowing that they had successfully taken out everyone on the list.

As she steps back into Hell, she grins to herself, feeling a sense of pride

Loona rolls her eyes as she watches Millie struggle to maintain her composure. She walks over to the desk and picks up a bottle of water, handing it to Millie.

"You really need to learn how to hold your drink, Millie," she says in an exasperated tone. "You can't keep relying on Blitzo to cover for you all the time."

Millie takes a swig of the water and coughs again, clearly still recovering from her earlier indulgences. After a moment, she manages to compose herself and sits up, wiping a bit of vomit from the corner of her mouth.

"Thanks," she says weakly. "I swear, Blitzo is made of sterner stuff than I am. How did everything go out there?"

Loona leans against the desk and fills Millie in on their mission, detailing the

Loona nods in agreement as Moxie voices his suspicions. "It does seem like something you would do, Millie," she says with a smirk. "You always did have a bit of a competitive streak."

Millie shrugs nonchalantly, still nursing her hangover from earlier. "I mean, can you blame me? It's been pretty slow around here lately. I was just trying to have a little fun."

"But you know that's not the point of our job, right?" Loona chides. "We're here to help ensure the natural order of things. Killing anyone who doesn't deserve it isn't part of that plan."

"I know, I know," Millie concedes, looking contrite. "I got carried away. I promise it won't happen again."

Loona nods in satisfaction, reassured that Millie understands

Rolling her eyes, Loona steps back into the office and gives Blitzo a withering look. "It's me, dumbass," she says flatly. "And don't call me your 'sweet baby girl'. You know I hate it when you get all mushy."

Blitzo chuckles at Loona's response and holds up his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, I get it. But you have to admit, you're one of my favorite employees here."

Loona rolls her eyes again, but can't help feeling a bit pleased at Blitzo's words. "Whatever," she says dismissively. "What do you need?"

Blitzo pulls out a piece of paper and hands it to Loona. "I need you to take care of this job. It looks right up your alley, so I thought I'd give