Everyone returned to their seats.

Blitz: Finally. I thought I was gonna get a cavity from those two.

Fizzarolli: Jealous much?

Blitz: I am not!

RavenDragon: OK then. We are gonna continue with a new episode.

Blitz: More of me and my awesomeness.

RavenDragon: Blitz! What did I say?!

Fizz: She meant me!

Blitz: No, me!

RavenDragon: Oz, Stolas, get your boyfriends.

Asmodeus and Stolas stopped them.

RavenDragon: And this one isn't about either of you. It's about Loona.

Loona: Me?

RavenDragon: And Verosika is in this one.

Blitz: Oh come on! Not the spring break incident!

Barbie: The what?

Verosika: It's better if you just watch it.

(The scene opened with Blitz and the crew driving their gray van along the street.]

BLITZ: I love this song! (poorly singing along with "Mustang Dong" on the radio)

You were a spicy little - uh-

Demon with the- uh-

bleach blonde haaaair!

Almost everyone covered their ears.

Fizzarolli: Ugh! Still can't sing a note?

Blitz: Hey! Tell that to the proposal song from the last episode of this thing!

Barbie: Tell that to how tone death you are now!

Stolas: I like it.

Fizzarolli: Stols, you haven't lived with Blitz here. Trust us.

Spiroz: Hel and I can vouch for that!

Blitz: Betrayed by my own kids. That's low.

(Loona is shown sitting in the passenger seat next to Blitzø, looking mildly annoyed at his singing. Moxxie covers his somehow non-existent ears in the back while Millie rolls down her window and smiles. Even Barbie rolled her eyes.)

MOXXIE: Seriously? How are you two related?

BARBIE: I asked myself that question every day since we were teens.

Blitz: Barb!

Barbie: It's true and you know it!

BLITZ:

Fieeendin' for that semen

when I caught your stare...

(They drive into an old crowded parking lot.)

BLITZ:

Thooought it might be love,

but you went--

(A pink car pulls into the remaining parking space.)

BLITZ: Oh, shit! Fu-

(Blitz slams onto the brakes and the van skids to a stop. The passengers all were a bit scrambled, Blitzø turned off the radio and glared at the person in the pink car. He glances at the license plate, which reads "SUCKS-4-LIFE".)

BLITZ: Oh, you "suck for life", do ya?!

BARBIE: Blitz....

(Blitz pulls out a megaphone and yells into it.)

BLITZ: Listen up, you unoriginal pink cum dump! You have three goddamn seconds to get your tits out of my parking spot!

(The passenger steps out of her front car seat. A rather tall female demon, a Succubus, stepped out of the car. She has pink skin with black-tipped horns, the left one is taller than the right, a barbed tail with a black end along with two black stars on the side of her horns, a black heart under her right eye, and white long hair with pink streaks to match the pink fur coat she's wearing. She is also wearing a small white and black dress with an X and O design on the chest, and a star design on the abdomen, and long black thigh highs with black high heels that have a heart motif and three X-shaped cutouts down the sides. She is also wearing a pair of round shades with pink hearts on the lenses. Blitz lowers the megaphone, shocked.)

BLITZ: Oh, shit! Verosika!

(Verosika blew her bubble gum bubble and then glared at Blitz.)

VEROSIKA: Blitzo.

Fizzarolli: And cue the ex.

BLITZ: I should have known you'd be here. I could smell fish for miles, which is odd. Because I believe the nearest ocean is... (Blitz falls and faceplants onto the ground before standing up.) 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 your fat ass outta rehab. I can see you're still a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beezlejuice bottle like it's the last cock in Hell!

(Verosika flips her long hair back dramatically.)

VEROSIKA: They let me out because I'm still famous. And rehab is for sad, loser wash-ups.

(Verosika takes a drink from her bottle and wipes her mouth with her thumb. Barbie stepped out of the car with a glare on her face. The second Verosika saw Barbie, she smirked at her.)

VEROSIKA: Case in point.

BARBIE: Watch it bitch!

BLITZ: Why are you parkin' here?! This is the ONLY parking spot my company has! So take your tampon race car somewhere else!

VEROSIKA: Actually, prick. It has my name on it.

(Verosika points down to her name written in purple spray paint by their feet. I.M.P. is crossed out on the ground.)

Blitz: It wasn't even....!

Verosika: It's mine now Blitzo.

VEROSIKA: I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building...

LOONA: (watching from the van) No way...

VEROSIKA: ...and they wanted to have me come in this week to lead their team during spring break.

BLITZ: A WEEK?! No, no, you are NOT parking here for a fuckin' week!

VEROSIKA: (removes her sunglasses) Awww, you mad, Blitz-o? You gonna run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car, and run...

BLITZ/VEROSIKA: ...run three rings to wrath and max MY credit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!

Barbie: I knew it had something to do with horses.

Fizzarolli: He's still on the horse thing.

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

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

Blitz: (blinks) Wow. Deja vu.

Moxxie: Sir, that IS you on the screen. Sooner or later we'd start repeating ourselves unintentionally.

BARBIE: At least my brother has good taste in ditching you.

VEROSIKA: Oh really? This coming from a circus druggie.

(Barbie let out a snarl and she was about to attack Verosika but Blitz had to hold her back from doing something she would regret. Verosika saw the wedding ring on Blitz's finger and smirked.)

VEROSIKA: So the stories are true. You knocked up a Goetia Prince and playing house. How adorable.

BLITZ: Shut up, whore! And don't you dare say anything about my kids!

VEROSIKA: Choke on a sandpaper cock.

(Verosika flips him the bird and walks away while Loona fearfully lowers her head in the van. Blitzo follows Verosika.)

BLITZ: HOLD ON! You better move that pussy wagon right now, or I'm gonna...

(A male Hellhound with a monotone gray color scheme fur, and it's rather darker. He has the same eye colors as Loona. He's muscular and has a scar on his left eye with slightly tattered ears. He has a black fur pattern on his left arm and a wolf-shaped head. He wears a ripped jacket with glowing red spikes, a black undershirt, and ripped pants appears behind Blitzo and growls.)

VORTEX: You'll what?

Bee: And there's my man! So hot.

Vortex: Bee, you're making me blush.

Blitzø: *glances around and stutters in fear* Or I'll... uh... uh, I- I'll call HR!

(After a second of awkward silence, Verosika, Blitz, and the Hellhound laugh as if in a sitcom.)

VEROSIKA: Anyway, meet my new Hellhound, Vortex. Unlike you, he actually does his job well. *(eaves with her bodyguard. She glances over her shoulder as she flips Blitzø off.) Ta-ta, fuck stain.

BLITZ: Ugh, I wasted so much time with a bag of holes like that.

BARBIE: And I had her as a roommate in rehab

LOONA: (kicks van door open and steps out) You two know Verosika Mayday?!

BARBIE: From rehab and she is a real piece of work.

BLITZ: Huh...? Oh, yeah. Her, yeah. We dated.

MILLIE: Was it before or after she became a pop star?

MOXXIE: (opens the van door and steps out) You dated a pop star?!

Sallie May: That's a shocker.

Blitz: Hey!

BLITZ: Okay, why are you all acting like that's such a shock?

LOONA: Hellooo, it's Verosika Mayday.

BARBIE: And it's you. Honestly, I'm just as shocked as the others.

MOXXIE: I just... (scratches his head) Is she blind?? Suffering some form of brain damage?

BLITZ: Okay, look, you are all making this into a way bigger deal than it needs to be. I don't pry into your stupid personal lives.

MOXXIE: You do that all the time, sir!

MILLIE: Come on, you kinda do that.

LOONA: You totally do that.

BARBIE: 100% all the time.

Fizzarolli: Yep. I'm surprised you haven't stalked me and Ozzie yet.

Blitz: I might.

Fizzarolli: Seriously!?

Stolas: Blitz!

Blitz: What? Not the first time.

MILLIE: What was sex with her like?

MOXXIE: (taken aback) Millie!

MILLIE: Whaaaat?! It's a pop star! You'd wanna know what sex with Michael Crawford was like.

MOXXIE: (about to scold Millie but changes his mind) ...Touché.

Octavia: Wow. He's too easy.

Loona: See.

Moxxie: And now I'm getting attacked by both of you.

BLITZ: Okay, look, let's just drop it! Millie, j- find a temporary spot for that truck. (tosses the keys to Millie, who gleefully catches them and runs to the driver's side) Okay, Barb, Loonie, Moxxie, let's go handle this shit.

(The scene cuts to Loona, Moxxie, Barb, and Blitzø stepping out of an elevator. Loona walks nervously forward.)

LOONA: Do you think they saw me? Fuck! I did my makeup shitty today! Via's never gonna believe this!

Helia: I'm still a fan.

Verosika: At least one of Blitzo's kids has good taste.

Blitz: Oh hell no!

BLITZ: Oh, you look perfect, Loonie! Like always~

(Loona narrows her eyes and scowls.)

LOONA: Shut UP, Dad.

(Blitz looks at her with adoration on his face. Loona catches herself referring to Blitz as "dad" and shoves him aside.)

LOONA: Urgh! Blitz!

(Loona checks her face in a handheld mirror, stepping over Blitzø before accidentally bumping into Vortex. She looks up in embarrassment.]

LOONA: Oof! Oh. Woah...

Loona bowed her head in embarrassment.

Helia: Oh, that's why you like going to Gluttony.

Loona: And now my humiliation is being broadcast.

Bee: Hey I don't blame you for liking Tex. He is cute. And so are you.

Loona blushed.

Spiroz: Does everyone in this family have a thing for royalty?

(Vortex glances down at Loona. Loona blushes and wags her tail. Blitz smiles at Loona before he gasps in shock. He moves between Loona and Vortex, his arms out. Extremely overprotective father mode.)

BLITZ: Hiiii, big man. Where's your bitch bag of an employer?

VORTEX: She's in her office. There wasn't room on the second floor, so they rented one here on this one. It's cheaper.

(Vortex motions to a nearby room with neon pink hearts over double doors. "V" and "M" are spray-painted on the door windows across from the I.M.P. office room.)

BLITZ: Oh, COME ON!

Octavia: Yikes. Is it wrong that I want her autograph?

Loona: Right!

Blitz: No way!

Stolas: Not happening.

(Vortex walked away.)

BLITZ: Oh no you don't, bitch.

MOXXIE: Sir... how about you let me go in and try to reason with her? I don't really listen to what's classified as "pop genre" music, so her status to me is name recognition alone...

[Blitz tunes Moxxie out with a glare.]

Moxxie: Hey!

Fizzarolli: To be fair, he does it to me too.

Blitz: Like you talking about your newest acts.

Fizzarolli: Hey. Better than hearing your cringy jokes.

Blitz: That's low!

MOXXIE: In my opinion, her music is a bit derivative of-

BLITZ: Moxxie, shut the fuck up!

MOXXIE: *heads over to Verosika's office* Alrighty, then.

(Moxxie pushes open the doors and goes inside. The silhouettes of Moxxie, Verosika, and her gang of demons are seen through the glass window.)

MOXXIE: Hello, Miss Verosika, was it? I work for IMP, and it is actually rather important for us to retain the singular parking space we were assigned, because-

COCO: (points to Moxxie) Aw, look at the little one. He's got a wittle bow tie!

MOXXIE: (frowns insulted, and politely asks) Please don't condescend me, ma'am. I—

JOSH: Want a kissy, little guy?

MOXXIE: (cringes but smiles nervously) A...kind offer, but... I'm married.

Sallie May: And you are walking into the pit of sex.

Moxxie: Hey!

(The gang of demons surround Moxxie.)

VEROSIKA: Hey... why don't you send a little message from me back to your limp-dick... boss?

(The demon silhouettes bare their fangs over Moxxie to physically assault him. Verosika hit him for a bit before she left the rest to her friends.)

(She wasn't even looking anymore while she drank so she didn't realize how badly they were hurting him. sexually assaulting him)

MOXXIE: (screams) AH! (terrified) Don't touch that! (In pain) AhhhhhHHHH!!!

Fizzarolli: V!

Verosika: I didn't think they would do it like that! And I should have stopped them.

Moxxie: Ya think?!

(Blitz races and presses his hands against the window.]

BLITZ: (panicked) Moxxie, don't let her access any of your holes!

(Moxxie races back into the hall, panting with his back against the door. He walks past them, battered and shaken with red lipstick kisses all over his face.)

MOXXIE: (stuttering and shaken) I... I gotta go lie down...n-now.

(Blitz is extremely concerned now for his young employee who falls face-first onto the ground offscreen.)

BLITZ: Oh, this won't STAND!

(Blitzø kicks both doors open, causing Verosika and her gang to notice.)

BLITZ: Alright...! *BLEEP* THAT'S IT!

Stolas: Blitz!

Blitz: Hey, she messed with my employees!

(Blitz stomps toward Verosika.)

BLITZ: If you're gonna be shitty to my employees, then I challenge you to a fuckin'... challenge! (To himself exasperated) Fuck, I said that twice.

KIKI: Mmmm... Is this imp boy starting a demon duel?

VEROSIKA: I think he is! (leans in toward Blitz) What's the game then, Blitz-o?

BLITZ: Every year, you STD spreaders go up topside for easy pickin's while spring break is a prime time for crime of all kinds! So I bet... you succu-bitches can't fuck as many people as we can off by the end of the day.

Bee: Did that actually happen?

Verosika: Yep.

Ozzie: That explains the higher numbers from that day.

(The succubi laugh. Blitzø glares in determination. They stop laughing.)

VEROSIKA: Oh, you're serious?

(She leans in close to Blitzø's face, speaking in a low whisper)

VEROSIKA: Game on... bitch.