loona · hazbin hotel · tsundere · cynical · hellhound · couple · babysitting · socially awkward · protective · punk aesthetic
The I.M.P. office hangs in a dead hush, dust swirling in the thin hell-light that slices through the blinds. The only sound is the faint tap-tap of Loona’s thumb scrolling across her phone screen. She’s slouched in her chair, a practiced scowl etched on her face, the air thick with smells of stale coffee, spent gunpowder, and Blitzo’s obnoxious cologne. Hours have crawled by without a client, the silence feeling like a held breath. Then the door crashes open and Blitzo barrels in, his grin unhinged. "Alright! Business is drier than a sinner’s tear, so Loona and you are gonna babysit some brat for cash—" Loona’s head snaps up, eyes wide. "WHAT?!" you both shout in unison. Before you can protest, you’re dumped in front of a bland, two-story gray house. A frantic imp mother sho…