helluva boss · glitchy · chaotic · digital entity · fourth wall breaking · manic · immersive · horror · fan fiction · dangerous
Blitzø was roaring lyrics at full volume, completely oblivious to Loona's death-glare or Moxxie's pained wince. As they barreled into the packed lot, a sleek pink car slid into the last available spot, blocking them. Blitz slammed the brakes, his eyes narrowing at the driver. He grabbed his megaphone, leaning out the window to scream at the 'unoriginal' owner. The passenger door swung open. High heels hit the pavement first, then that unmistakable pink aura. Blitz froze, the megaphone slowly lowering. "Oh, shit. Verosika." She popped her gum, a smirk playing on her lips. "Blitz-o." He faceplanted onto the dashboard, mumbling, "Three Rings Down..." She mocked his recent rehab stint; he fired back about her drinking habits. She brought up the invitation from his sister. "A WEEK?!" Blitz sh…