Capítulo 4: Driving On With The Plot
After the first 'educational' day of work, I thought to myself how was one to show worker's appreciation to help better the team dynamic with everyone. The means to do so escaped me. It wasn't until I got back with Millie and Moxxie that I simply realized that the solution was just show kindness back in some of the smallest of ways.
So the next morning, I got up before they did and made breakfast for us. I made two sets of the usual variety: scrambled and over easy in case of me making the wrong type for them. I also made some toast and some coffee from the brand they had, letting them choose whether they want cream, sugar or neither. They soon walked in rubbing the sleepy dust from their eyes.
"Morning love birds." I said as I took out the last two pieces of toast from their toaster. I then handed them a selection of either egg. "Eggs anybody?"
"Did you...did you just make breakfast for us?" asked Moxxie in his pajamas. He rubbed his eyes trying to wake up.
"Yes I have and did." I said. "I hope you guys don't mind. I only wanted to do you guys a solid for letting me stay here. I hope that's okay."
"Aww, that's very sweet of you Barry." Millie said, happily taking an egg over easy and sitting at the table with some coffee.
"You didn't really have to do this," said Moxxie, hesitant about taking the eggs immediately.
"I know. I just wanted to. It is a common courtesy after all. It's not a problem is it?"
Moxxie blinked in surprise and felt a little guilty. "I...no, it's no problem at all." He then took his eggs and sat with his wife with his coffee with cream.
I sat with the two of them with the stack of toast and my scrambled eggs with water. "So…has Blitz always been so...um...eccentric?" I asked uncertain about finding the right word. Both of them were silent for the moment until they had different answers for me.
"Somewhat."
"Not entirely."
"But he drives me crazy and how!" Moxxie was getting little irritated just thinking about it, but thank God Millie was there to calm him down.
"Now, now Moxxie not in front of our guest," she said to him.
"Oh no, no! I understand, I really do. I mean I'd be irritated too if my past employers were like that. But I guess there is one bright side to this."
"And what's that?" asked Millie buttering her toast (insert innuendo here).
"Well,...if Blitz wasn't as he is now, life would be kind of dull as...well as any fucking boring ass day. I mean from what I understand, life's too damn short. Some spontaneity never hurt anyone. But yeah, I do understand what you're saying, Moxxie. Maybe, and I'm just throwing shit out here, if you guys tried working around Blitz's shenanigans he'd probably ease up. You know,... a little reverse psychology."
Moxxie thought about it for moment, forkful of egg in hand. "You really think he would stop if that were to be applied?"
"Well think of it this way." I explained while eating. "The more you ignore his antics and/or complain to him about it like yesterday, the more you encourage him to keep doing so. At least that's my thought on the matter. Worst case scenario, he's on to what you're doing and probably will turn the tables on you. Either way, it's better than just complaining about it."
"I suppose that could work. But how would you know if such a thing would work?"
"When you've studied human behavior as much as I have, you'd be amazed about how such things work out." Checking the time, we finished up, cleaned up the whole shebang and got ready to head out for work.
On the way to work, I was having little to less luck finding a second job that actually does pay me. What did concern me though was how I would manage if my disguise horns accidentally or 'accidentally' gets knocked off by another employee, jackass or whatever. If there was a job I could make the money and get by, that's all that I ask for. As I went about cleaning up around the office, I routinely checked my phone for any updates and/or availabilities in the classifieds. Seeing there was none yet, I sighed as I continued to work.
Moxxie and Millie were cleaning the weapons, Loona at her desk taking calls and doing her usual routine being on the phone, and Blitz was in the office doing who knows what. I was working my way mopping near said office when I ran into the married imps. "Oh hey, guys."
"Hey, there's our cleanup guy," said Millie, cheerfully greeting me. Her face soon changed to that of concern. "You okay there, Barry?"
"Hmm? Yeah-yeah, I'm fine. It's only this second job thing. I keep looking, but no luck."
"Why are you in such a rush to get a new job?" questioned Moxxie.
"I want to find a job in which I can make enough and move into a place of my own. I figured I might as well get an early start on it."
"But why so soon? It's only been a day. You are welcome to stay with us as our guests. Why so eager? You don't think of us as bad company, do you?" Millie asked in a caring tone.
"Oh no! No-no-no-no! It's not that at all, I promise. You guys have been awesome so far," I explained as I kneeled down to their level. "All I'm doing is trying to get an early start on my job search. I promise you guys it has nothing to do with either of you. You guys have been great to me and I really appreciate it."
"You got a great heart, Barry. Just like my Moxxie," said Millie, sounding genuinely happy. She then reached up and ruffled the short hair on my head smiling. "But don't be in too much of a rush. You're a joy to have around the house and we loved the breakfast you did for us. That was very sweet of you."
I felt giddy and smiled as I felt a little bashful. "Oh c'mon. It's nothing, really. Just being gracious, even if it is in Hell." With that said, I stood back up smiling. Funny, I don't remember the last time I smiled like this. It felt great to have this feeling of appreciation again. "So, uh... I don't suppose you guys would have any..."
"M and M! Barry! Get in here! We're going to LooLoo Land!" Blitz's voice exclaimed coming through his office via megaphone for some reason.
"LooLoo Land?" asked Moxxie peeking in through the door.
Millie, on the other hand, practically burst through the glass above the door with such excitement; as evidence to her eyes glowing with excitement. "LOOLOO LAND?!"
"To LooLoo Land!" Blitz re-emphasized.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" screamed the voice of an irritated hell hound.
I blinked in surprise and asked the simple question, "The hell is LooLoo Land?"
One trip to the car later, we were on our way to pick up the client being taken to LooLoo Land. Along the way, the gang (save for Loona for she didn't want to come along so she's managing the building) explained to me about LooLoo Land. It sounded like another cliched theme park to entertain the masses, though from what I've been told it was one of those kind of parks that landed itself in the crosshairs of corporate copycat; by which I mean it changed its name to avoid lawsuits. Whether it happened by coincidence or it was just another money grabbing scheme, nothing surprised me anymore.
"So what does this job have to do with a theme park, boss? Some employee there fucking around with someone's wife or something?" I asked Blitz who was driving.
"No Barry, we're actually playing bodyguard for today," was Blitz's answer. This surprised me a little.
"But I thought you guys were assassins, not bodyguards. It goes against the whole motif doesn't it?"
"It does I know, but we're making an exception just this once."
"What for? If you don't mind me asking, what's the exception?"
"More money of course! And a growing business like ours should never say no to monetary offers that would benefit us."
I rolled my eyes in contemplation. Of course! Why else would they do such a job for anything else other than money? "Well that I understand, but how much money we talking here?" I could see his eyes pause and blink as a sign that maybe he didn't think about that.
"A shit load of money!" I know everyone wants to make money and everything, but no one ever seems to ask how much money. As far as I'm concerned, it never seems to be the question commonly asked.
"So why am I coming along with you guys then? You have my gun still locked up in the office."
"Oh I just wanted you to have a little fun with us today. Given that you've been so willing to work with us, I thought it best that you'd have some quality time with the crew. And seeing how compliant you've been, I thought 'well he's not so bad to have tagging along'. Plus we could use the extra eyes."
"But what if I have to kill and/or defend myself?"
"There's a crowbar in the back of the van that you can use once we get there."
"...seriously?"
"Would you rather have nothing?"
"No...just wish I had my Ruger. I mean, I can maybe handle with just about anything but it would be nice to have a gun on hand."
"Well, when the time comes to kill someone, hopefully you've got the nutsack to do it."
"Changing the subject,-" Moxxie interrupted not wanting this to get personal, "-but could you please tell us about the client we're playing bodyguard for today?"
"That, Moxxie, is to be revealed once we get there."
Sighing, I went along with the new topic at hand. It was what I was about to ask anyway. "Didn't think anyone higher up would hire us to protect them. We could offer that option too if we needed the extra money. But yeah, going with what Moxxie said, shouldn't we have some idea who the client is?"
"If you must pry,...."
"Oh yes we pry."
"You might not know who it is, Barry, but for everyone else...let's just say it's just the same privileged asshole that I had to settle with to get our access to the human world."
Moxxie had a look of self-realization on his face. "Wait, you don't mean..."
"Yes Moxxie, him! We're taking him and his daughter to LooLoo Land and we're all going with them today."
"Wait, who are we talking about?" I asked even more curious. I may not like the answer but I just had to know.
"Let's just say that Blitz had to a favor for one of the demon lords in order for us to get the book that gets us into the human world," said Millie.
"And what favor was that exactly?"
Blitz stepped in before either of his associates could say anything. "Sometimes you just have to do what's necessary in order to secure a business."
I thought about it for a moment and came to the possible conclusion. "So who did you have to fuck to get the book?"
The van nearly careened to a halt as Blitz swerved suddenly being surprised while on the highway. The look on his face was spelling surprise and shock. "How the fuck would you know that?!"
I hesitated to answer for a minute. "It was just a guess, really. That's often been the cliched way of getting into a business. A small assumption if anything."
"Actually you weren't too far off. You see-" Moxxie started off until he was cut off by Blitz interrupting him.
"The fact of the matter is that if I hadn't done it, we wouldn't have access to the human world and meet Barry. So don't judge me."
"Tch, says the guy who just acknowledged he slept with a higher level demon just to get ahead in life," I said, mocking him. Before I could react, I felt myself jerked hard to the side by van swerving hard to the left as we got off the highway, banging my head hard against the window as the two other imps collided against me. Wincing in pain, I rubbed the side of my head in discontent. "The fuck, Blitz?!"
"Oops sorry. Must've turned a little too sharp on that turn," replied the shrewd imp in the driver's side, his tone having a hint of sarcasm. I grumbled in annoyance. "Anyways, we're all here, gang. We're nearing our clients' house right about...now." We pulled into the driveway of what looks like the typical place you'd expect someone rich would live at, only huge! It looked more like a castle than a mansion.
We parked in the driveway and Blitz honked the horn. In a matter of moments, out came an owl demon. He was tall, with an owlish beak and two pairs of narrow red eyes with no visible irises or pupils. He had blue and dark blue feathers with white and gray accents, a tail of blue feathers with darker blue tips that reaches his feet, and a lighter gray-blue puff of fur on his chest. From the neck up, his feathers faded from blue to darker blue, and his face stood out in a white heart shape. His arms and legs were black, and instead of shoes, his limbs were tipped with owl claws.
His attire was certainly was that of a past patron of Loo Loo Land as he waved to us in a happy and friendly manner. And the one thing that stood out the most was how huge the fucker was. I mean, the guy must have been like eight to nine feet tall. "Oh Blitzy, there you are! So good that you could make it! Come along, Octavia! Our ride is here!" he said, calling out for who I assumed was his daughter.
And sooner than expected, out came an adolescent avian demon, lanky and unkempt with a coat of gray feathers. Her eyes were also pink with bright pupils, while below the eyes were three tear-like streaks. She had a white mask-like face like her fathers' and light pupils with shaggy, scruffy hair feathers.
Octavia wore a pink glittery dress, a dark feather shawl around her shoulders, pink arm warmers with stars on them, and a pale tiara along with a black beanie hat. She seemed to be in a dour mood, but about what I wasn't sure. All I know is that she didn't seem happy with this idea of a family vacation.
"I don't really see why we have to go," she said in a pessimistic tone. We opened up the van door to let them in. Getting inside, we made room for the two owl demons to sit with Octavia sitting across from me and her father next to me. We soon pulled out and made our way to Loo Loo Land, me waiting to see how things were going to be.
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Keaton_Jenkinson Pertaining to someone asking if there is to be a harem in this story, the answer is no. BUT, I have given the thought of a love triangle between Barry, Octavia and Loona. I hope guys are okay with that.
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