Loona the Caretaker

Octavia Can Sing

Coming back from their assassination trip in killing a corrupt Quebec mayor, Cody was practicing on Octavia's bongos some more and Loona came in her friend's room. "Cody, there you are, kiddo!"

"Loona!" the boy exclaimed at the top of his lungs.

He did not hesitate to run up to Loona and hug her tightly, as if she was his own mother. It caught Loona by surprise and it was a little embarrassing, but she did care about him and decided to hug him back. "Did you miss me?" she smirked as she let him go.

"How can I not miss you?" said Cody.

"We heard your bongo playing," said Millie. "It sounds pretty good. And speaking of which, they still need your guitar, Mox."

"I know honey, I know. I'm here now, so now I practice while I can before the show." Moxxie remarked boldly.

"You're still not fretting about that dress, are you?" asked Stolas. "I've made it just for you, my little princess."

"I know dad." Octavia sighed. "But it might be embarrassing."

"Come on. if you won't do it for me, at least do it for Cody, and your adoring fans." Stolas urged. Silent for a moment, Octavia had a lok of defeat on her face.

Sighing, the owl-demon teen wanted to make her dad happy. At least he loves her very much and she wanted to return the favor for always being there for her. "Very well, dad." she said with her eyes closed. "I suppose I'll wear that dress."

Those words made Stolas very happy and hugged her tightly. "Thank you so much, Via. You do not know how much this means to me."

Poor Octavia looked quite embarrassed to be hugged and squeezed by him like this. "Dad, you're embarrassing me again." she moaned. Alas, Stolas ignored her words and continued hugging her.

"Come on, Octavia. It's nothing to be embarrassed about." Cody said. "I said that you're lucky to-"

"I know, I know, Cody." Via sighed. "I'm very lucky to have a father who cares about me and loves me."

"And I am lucky to have such a fallen angel like you as my offspring." Stolas hugged her precious face before gently putting her down. "So Moxxie, care to practice your age skills for tonight?"

"Got it, your highness."

"Oh, and Blitzy, would you and your friends care to be my bodyguards once again?"

"Again?" said Blitzo. "For Satan's sake, you got money to get yourself othrt bodyguards."

"True, but there are none as reliable as you all. Besides, you have done so much good for me. From Loo Loo Land to the Harvest Moon Festival, and like before, I will pay you."

"How much?" asked Vortex

"Ten-thousand."

"Twenty-thousand." the male hellhound said.

"Very well, consider it done. And do not worry, you can all feel free to drink as many beverages as you please and enjoy my darling little girl's show."

"Not in front of them, dad." Octavia whispered."

"Sorry. force of habit."

"How was the trip to Canada?" asked Cody.

"Guys like those politicians are as dirty as they come, kid." said Blitzo. "That crooked f- i mean sleazebag had it coming."

"What if you guys turned into wanted criminals in Canada?" the boy asked in a worried voice.

"Nah, I doubt the guy will be missed." said Millie.

"He's no Donald Trump, or Mexican politicians, but is still a crooked man." he felt himself getting sprayed in the eyes with lemon juice, doubling over in pain and shrieking like a girl