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Moxxie was looking forward, to a wonderful vacation with his wife. After all, he had earned it, with all of the killing, cleaning up, and other redundant tasks he'd been forced to do. So, it only seemed natural that he would want a break. Especially given how Millie is the most important person in the world to him, right as he was getting ready to pack his things for a vacation, he heard the phone ring. This was not something that he anticipated to occur, the mere thought of something ruining his alone time with Millie didn't sit right with him. Moxxie tries to be a reasonable person, but even he has his limits.
He reluctantly picked it up and answered. "Sir, what do you need this time?" He groaned in annoyance. "Hey, shrimp dick come up to my office I've got another job for you." Moxxie's irritation was rising with seconds. "Sir, I already planned a lovely vacation with my wife can this wait?" The imp asked. "Nope, this is more important come here now!" Blitzo swiftly hung up. Millie looked at Moxxie and could tell by his face alone that he was in a horrible mood. "Moxxie, do you want me to go talk to him?" Moxxie held her hand and gazed into her eyes. "Millie I appreciate the gesture, but I'm going to do this myself." Millie looked at him. "Alright, hun let me know when you're done." Moxxie had one thing left to say. "I will." With that, Moxxie walked off to deal with Blitzo.
Moxxie stormed into Blitzo's office, seething anger coursing through his veins. Blitzo thought it was nothing serious and that the imp like before, would tolerate his madness, his excuses, well today is not going to be a regular day for him as he will soon find out. "Hey, great timing so we got some pricks to kill in the Greed Ring! Make sure you gather their severed dicks for me." Moxxie glared at him. "No sir, I will not." Blitzo squinted he wasn't used to being told no, especially by Moxxie of all people. "No? Come on shrimp dick, you'll get paid, and it'll be worth your while! f*cking accept it!" Moxxie was about to snap. His anger rose like a boiling pot about to spill. "I said no, you f*cking pompous airhead!" Blitzo seemed shocked by the insult. "Hey, I am not a pompous douchebag!" Moxxie walked closer to his boss, not in the mood for excuses whatsoever.
"You are the very thing you criticize sir. Full of yourself, delusional, and worst of all you expect me to clean up all of your damn messes!" Blitzo wasn't used to Moxxie sounding so serious, usually, Moxxie would take the verbal abuse, but not this time he has had it with Blitzo. "I d-do not!" Moxxie wasn't going to tolerate this. "I'm the one busting my ass for this company! I've got nearly killed I don't know how many times while you were off being Stolas' f*ckbuddy! Not to mention sir, you are a horrible business owner. Me and my wife are the only reason this company earns a profit at all. Yet I'm treated like a punching bag, I won't condone it anymore. I'm done." The thought of him losing his two best employees frightened Blitzo. His actions having this type of consequence were not something he expected.
"Come on now... let's be reasonable Moxxie. I'm not that horrible." Blitzo tried to downplay his actions yet again, except this time it wasn't working. "Oh, you're a saint? Even though you used Stolas to spy on me and my wife during our alone time! Or, the thousand times you've brought up the size of my dick, insulted my relationship with Millie, oh better yet, how about all of the people you've royally f*cked over like Verosika! That's not even counting the amount of bonds you've destroyed because of your self-destructive impulses you're a trainwreck and don't know how to treat others with respect." Blitzo was flabbergasted. "Knock it off and do your job!" Blitzo's attempt at making Moxxie kneel over fell on deaf ears. "No, I quit my wife and I, are no longer working here." Blitzo wasn't used to things not going his way, it threw him off tremendously. "Oh, yeah, and where the f*ck are you going to work?! Wackdonalds?!" Moxxie scoffed. "No sir, I'm going to work at VoxTek consider my employment terminated. Effective immediately." Moxxie flipped Blitzo off and stormed out of his office.
Blitzo had now lost two of his most valued employees leaving him only with Loona this was a kick in the balls to him and his ego, one that he had not anticipated. As if things being broken off with Stolas wasn't hard enough, he now had to deal with Moxxie no longer assisting him and Millie no longer being a part of his company too. This only amplified Blitzo's self-hatred by tenfold could redemption be feasible now? Would this be the wake-up call he needed? It remained to be determined, but Moxxie's breaking point had been reached. Nothing could undo it and this appeared to be the end of their work together.
When it was over, Moxxie looked at Millie. She could see how exhausted Moxxie was it had been a long day, and he had a lot to get off his chest to Blitzo. Stuff that he's held back finally being unveiled it felt cathartic to him. "So Millie, I've been thinking after our vacation. How would working at VoxTek sound?" Millie seemed intrigued. "Ooh, the place with all of the fancy-looking thangs and gizmos?! That sounds wonderful Moxxie." He seemed to be relieved for once. "I'm glad to hear that Millie, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I'm honored to spend the rest of my life with you," Millie responded by kissing him for thirty seconds before breaking the kiss. The two of them then walked off together, content on enjoying their vacation and getting some well-deserved alone time without Blitzo hassling them or stalking them.
