In Hell, imp Blitzo runs an assassin business targeting the world of the living, using a spell book borrowed from a prince of Hell. With employees Moxxie, Millie, Loona, a cambion named Noah attempt to survive each other while keeping business afloa...
Andrealphus was being served tea being poured by an imp butler before he picks up the cup of tea and sips.
"You seem in good spirits today." Andrealphus said to Stella, who was looking in her make-up compact.
"Oh yes!" Stella said, closing her make-up compact. *Stolas has his heart shat on by that little imp cretin he was seeing!"
"Oh?" Andrealphus asked with interest.
"Yes, I believe he finally learnt that that filthy little beast was only using him to gain access to his grimoire." Stella replied.
As soon as he heard that, Andrealphus suddenly gives a spit-take out of shock, freezing the imp butler in a block of ice. "Gain- Gain access to his what?"
"That fancy book thing." Stella replied.
"D-D-N No, wait, wait, wait, wait!" Andrealphus said as he tried to wrap his hand around this. "Stolas was letting an imp use his Goetia-given grimoire, and you didn't tell me?
"Why do you care?" Stella asked.
"Because! We have been trying to figure out a means to usurp your horny ex-husband's power." Andrealphus explained angrily as the room started to get frozen as a byproduct. "And this whole time, you knew about the incredibly illegal thing he was doing and you didn't think it might be a good idea to LET ME KNOW?!"
"WELL, DON'T YELL AT ME!" Stella shot back before sitting back down and takes another sip on her tea, then takes a glance at her brother. "Now you fucking know."
"You... are... so lucky you are hot, Stella." Andrealphus retorted before getting up off the table and walking away. As Stella watches her brother walk away, she continues drinking while the imp butler is still frozen, slowly sliding on the now ice frozen floor.
Zeke was resting against a wall, gazing at his phone with a wicked smile. Then he glanced over to see Andrealphus. "I take it you've figured out the shady business of I.M.P?"
Andrealphus gave Zeke side-eye in response. "You were aware of that too, I take it?"
Zeke shrugged. "Hey. None of my concern, Frosty."
Andrealphus then had a look of thought. "There's a good chance that the cambion boy will be with him." Andrealphus said, scratching his chin. "If he's apprehended and put on trial with the rest, he'll probably muck up things."
Zeke smirked. "I take it you're already hatching a scheme in that icy cranium of yours?"
Andrealphus smiled deviously. "Oh yes." Andrealphus then shot a serious look. "But I'll need you to keep the cambion distracted since your vendetta is with him. I could care less about what methods you resort to, make absolutely sure he does not meddle with this whole trial."
"Alright, alright. Take it easy." Zeke said nonchalantly with a wave. "Luckily, I've got just the three right for the job." Andrealphus said nothing else before walking off. Zeke then dialed up his phone, and after a few rings, who he was calling picked up.
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At I.M.P Headquarters
Blitzo was in his office, interviewing four potential employees. "So, the four of you aaare... Remind me again?
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