Looking completely guilt-stricken over Blitzo having a burst pancreas, Loona was silently crying to herself in her apartment, feeling like it was all her fault. "f*ck me." she said as she wiped a couple of tears. "Loona you f*cking idiot!" she picked up one of the empty bottles Blitzo left and threw it at one of the apartment windows, breaking it instantly. "f*ck! What have I done?!" and then she got on her knees, crying into her hands. The doctor said that Blitzo was going to be fine, but Loona knew that he was in there because of him. She felt like drinking sorrows herself, but caught herself so she wouldn't end up in the emergency room with Blitzo
Now Loona didn't really know what do do. How can she face Blitzo again?
Pacing around to and fro, still concern about the well-being of her adopted father, she wondered how it would look when he got out of the hospital after one week. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and it made Loona growl. "What?!" she shouted before seeing Moxxie and Millie come in through the door. "Oh, it's you bitches." she narrowed her eyes in annoyance. "What are you guys doing here anyway?" Moxxie and Millie looked a little concerned and annoyed at Loona's usual choleric attitude.
"Well that's a fine 'hello'." Moxxie said in a snarky voice. "Where's Blitzo?"
"We wanted to return his lucky rifle that he let us borrowed." Millie smiled. "Now where is he?"
Loona's heart was pounding and it sank to her feet. "Ummm... he's not here." she made a nervous smile. "He's... he's... Oh for f*ck sake!" she facepalmed herself. "It's my fault, ok?!"
"What are you talking about?" said Moxxie. Both him and his wife looked confused.
The female hellhound took a deep breath and said: "Yesterday, when i came home from my date, he drank fifty-three bottles of whiskey, and then, his pancreas burst."
"WHAT?!" Moxxie and Millie sounded shocked.
"Yeah, i thought he was pretending to have a heart attack at first, then i got him to the hospital and the doctor confirmed it. So now he has to stay in that sh*thole for a whole week or two."
"Wh-why would he even do that?" said Millie
"Sounds like it was your fault, Loona." Moxxie crossed his arms at the female hellhound in disappointment. "I always had a feeling that your words would get the better of him. The customers, not even Blitzo is safe from your f*cking harsh words."
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"Not this time!" Moxxie shouted back to her.
"I can break your neck without even trying, you know?" they both tried shoving their faces at one another. "it will be like breaking a tree branch."
"Go ahead and try it." Moxxie seethed
"KNOCK IT OFF!" Millie intervened. "both of you!" she had to pull them apart like two siblings fighting. "Arguing and bitch-talkin' one another solves nothing! We need to go see Blitzo ASAP!"
Moxxie sighed and said: "You're right, honey. Lost my temper for a second there." he turned away.
"Never thought i'd say this but... you're right, Short sh*t." Loona commented to Moxxie. "Look, Mox... I'm..." she had great trouble saying, but Loona finally said in a quiet voice "...sorry." she even felt like washing her mouth with a bar of soap just saying that.
"What?" Moxxie said in slight disbelief
"I said it once, I'm not gonna say it again." Loona flatly replied to her coworker "But yeah, we'll visit Blitzo when they say it. But... i have this weird feeling in me. I know Blitzo was treating me like a f*cking baby, but... i feel bad after yelling at him.
"It's call 'guilt', honey." said Millie. "You feel guilty after yelling at him like that."
"I know what it is." Loona mildly snarled at the female imp.
"Look, it's ok if you feel guilty, Loona." Moxxie said
"Whatever." Suddenly, Loona's phone went off and it was Lincoln. "Hey dweeb, what's up?"
"Hey Loona! I wanted to know if you wanted to come with me to Dairyland today. They got a special discount for white-haired kids."
"Now's not a good time, Lincoln. I have too much chit to worry about."
"What's wrong?"
"Blitzo is in the hospital because of me."
"What?" Lincoln sounded as shocked as Moxxie and Millie were.
"Yeah his pancreas burst from drinking fifty three bottles of whiskey."
"That's terrible! How are a he?"
"the doctor says he'll be OK."
"Why don't we go see him?" Lincoln can cheer him up."
"Excellent idea, Lincoln!" Said Millie. "Wait to lift our boss's spirit as high as the Texas sun."
"I don't know if I can even go in there. He's in there because of me."
"Sometimes you have to face your fears, Loona." Moxxie said. "You are his adopted daughter."
"Fine. I don't know what good it will do, but whatever."
Blitzo awoken from his nap and felt his chest area aching from where the pancreas burst inside of him. "Ah! Fuuuuuuuck!" He shouted in pain. "How the f*ck did I get in here?"
"Calm down, sir." said the doctor. "Your adopted daughter brought you here after your pancreas burst. You will recover normally overtime, Blitzo."
"The 'O' is silent, f*ck face!" Blitzo sounded offended
"No need for such vulgar language." The do for looked offended. "And you must not drink any more alcoholic beverages for a while now, or it will kill you."
"Pfft, no one tells me how to drink my sauce. And I just can't believe that Loona can be so selfish. Why doesn't she f*cking understand that I love her and I have done everything for her?! What am I doing wrong as a father?!"
"Raising a child is never an easy chore." Said the doctor. Suddenly, a female imp came in the room.
"Blitzo?" Said she. It was Barbie.
"Barbie?" Blitzo looked surprised. "Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Wanted to look at the condition you're in right now."
"Hey, you can't just be in here without doctor's approval!"
"Calm down, sir."
