Of All the Imps in Hell, it's for Her that I Fell Pt 1
A loud ringing sound echoed in the quiet room. You could hear Moxxie hit the deny button. Then when it rang again Moxxie picked up the phone.
“What do you want, sir?” He asked half asleep.
“Hey, hope I didn’t wake you Max. How would you and N/n want to visit the wrath ring for some harvest bullshit this year?”
You almost immediately laid up, excited since your family lived there, “The Harvest Moon Festival? YEE FUCKING HAW!”
Moxxie looked at you annoyed. He didn’t really like going out. He much preferred to stay in their home with you or around as little people as possible.
“Well, Y/n likes the idea. Wait- Where are you calling from?”Moxxie asked as said boss fell in y’alls laps, “Mm-hmm. Of course.”
We pulled into my old home. The one I was oh so rudely snatched from. I saw my mother wave at me. I quickly went out the door, “Mama! Daddy!” I said as my father picked me up and swung me around. Moxie felt slightly awkward, with you having called him the ladder multiple times.
“How’s my deadly little pumpkin spice doin?” My father asked, noggin my head.
“I’m good pa. Thanks for letting us stay here for the Harvest Moon Jamboree.
“It’s no trouble. We know you aren’t making as much anymore since y’all went ‘Freelance,’” My mother said, quoting Freelance. Really wish she wouldn’t do that.
“Freelance pays fine ma. We’re doing fine. It’s fine,”I said, losing the eagerness at the end,”Anyway, y’all remember my husband Moxxie.” I knew my parents didn’t exactly like Moxxie, but he was my husband.
“Greetings Lynn, Joe. How have you been now with all the flaming twisters and stuff around here?”
Moxxie meant well, but I could see the irritation in my father’s eyes.
“We lost our old fam head to one of them tarots(?) last week.”
At this Moxxie awkwardly laughed, “Oh, Oh crumbs… My bad. I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to open that wound, sir.”
“Well, howdy. Oh looky here, you must be the famous Y/n I heard so much about.”
I couldn’t help but blush as the fox-like creature, Striker, flirted with me.
“Heard some good things about you from your folks, little lady.”
“Oh,”I said laughing, trying to brush him off.
