AN: Yeah, another story. I actually had been planning this one long before even Saving Blitzo, I just didn't post it first because I was still trying to figure out the ending, which I managed to do so. The story is already planned out and will be no bigger then maybe 10 or so chapters, like "Imp On Fire". I feel like there aren't enough Blitzo and Loona bonding fanfics out there and this needs to be fixed. Plus, after writing so much depressing stuff, I kinda wanted to post something more light hearted.

Disclaimer: I do not own Helluva Boss or Hazbin Hotel


"Daddy! Daddy!"

Blitzo groaned as he slowly lifted his head from his pillow upon hearing Loona's cries for him. He had just gotten back from a late-night hit and was tired as fuck due to the time it to took to finally get the proper shot with his sniper rifle. Seriously, how the fuck was patience a virtue again?

Rubbing his eyes, Blitzo's door was nearly smashed open as a seven-year-old hellhound in her blue PJ's with dogbones on it rushed inside. With tears in her eyes, Loona dived into her adopted father's chest and started bawling. Despite his grumbling, Blitzo took a deep breath and began to rub his daughter's back. "Hey, Loony? Did you have a bad dream at..." He looked at the lock and grumbled. "Three in the morning?"

"I-I-I did!" Loona whimpered as she hugged him tighter. "There were these scary monsters...and they took me away from you...I screamed and cried...but I couldn't get back to you...please don't leave me!"

"Oh, sweetie," Blitzo whispered as he raised her head to look at her own. Smiling, he replied, "Daddy's never going to leave you. No matter what happens, I'll always be there when you need me."

"P-Promise?" Loona asked, wiping her face.

"Pinkie promise," Blitzo said as he raised his pinky to Loona's face. She gave a soft smile and slowly wrapped her own finger around Blitzo's. "Now, time for you to go to bed. You have school, and I have to get some sleep before I go crazy and accidentally kill the neighbor's pet again."

"Can...can I sleep with you tonight?" Loona whispered, rubbing her paws.

Blitzo couldn't help but smirk. "Oh? And I thought someone was a big strong puppy who wanted to prove she was a big girl by sleeping on her own." He tapped her nose, which made her growl a bit before knocking it away.

"I am a big girl! I just...don't want to go back to my bed...it's too far," Loona replied, blushing.

Shaking his head in amusement, Blitzo ended his teasing and let Loona lay right next to him as she cuddled close to her chest. A few minutes later, she was out like a light. Blitzo sighed as he stroked her fur. It was times like these he wondered why he adopted that little brat he saw howling alone next to the alleyway in his apartment four years ago. Yet seeing her peaceful expression as she slept beside him was all the answer he needed.

Hugging her closer, Blitzo closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep beside his snoozing daughter.


***Years Later***

God, she hated working in this shitfest of a job. Not only was she surrounded by idiots, doing jobs for idiots, and getting involved in idiotic situations, but she was also bored most of the time. Granted, the job was easy as fuck. Answer the phone, get the information on what target needed to be taken care of, tell Blitzo and the others where to go, and just open the portal when they were coming home. The pay was shit, but she had a lot of other free time to do whatever the hell she wanted. Plus, if she was really bored, she could always piss off Moxxie. The little guy was too easy to rile up.

Her phone alerted her of a new text which read: "Loona! Open Portal! Hurry!"

Sighing, Loona walked over to the summoning circle on the wall while making sure to grab a nearby sub-machine gun just in case. With just a simple touch and whisper of the right magical words, the gateway between Hell and Earth was opened. Seconds later, three imps dived inside just as Loona opened fire without care before hearing the cries of panicked humans. Blitzo quickly got up and closed the portal himself before all three imps sighed in relief.

"Sir, that was...the worst...idea...you have ever had!" Moxxie shouted with his eye twitching.

"Okay, so maybe the whole pizza delivery plan wasn't something you should try at a top-secret communist military installation in China. However, I still hold the belief the classics work best! Besides, we wouldn't have gotten caught that early if you time the explosives right!"

Loona quickly lost any interest in the two bitching to each other and just made for her desk. Sitting down, she promptly asked Millie, "I take it the target is dead?"

"Yeah, the general is bits and pieces, thanks to that C4," Millie said with a smile. "So, are you coming over with us to the Hellhole Bar for a drink?"

"No, I'm going to the Bloodmoon Club. You know, a place that isn't lame or smells like piss?" Loona said, rolling her eyes. "Just make sure Blitzo doesn't hammer himself too much to the point where he's found cuffed naked to a lamp post again. I'm not bailing him out a third time."

Blitzo was soon by the desk sniffling as he gave her the puppy dog eyes, much to her annoyance. "Oh, Loony! You wouldn't leave me to hang out to dry, would you?! Think of what that mean old the judge will do to me again!"

"You mean to ask you to pay two hundred dollars and spend a day in jail? Oh, how terrible," Loona said, getting out her phone and texting. "Jut deal with it yourself. Unless you plan on avoiding it by faking your death...again."

Moxxie groaned as he rubbed his temples. "Oh, don't get me started on that incident. I still can't believe you even went so far as to have your own open-casket funeral!"

"Hey, it almost worked if it wasn't for the fact that Stolas ruined it by showing up and mourning all over me," Blitzo grumbled, crossing his arms. "I swear he was trying to grab my crotch even when he thought I was dead. Bastard must be into some really kinky shit..."

"And that's where I'm ending the conversation to go get drunk," Moxxie interrupted as he grabbed his wife by the hand. "See you at the bar, Blitzo."

Blitzo waved them off as he walked into his office and closed the door behind him. Loona took this moment to put on her headphones and listen to some metal while quickly checking with her clubbing friends if they were still up for tonight. Once she had final confirmation, Loona was about to leave before Blitzo stuck his head out of his office. "Oh, Loony! Mind coming here for a minute?"

"Do I have a choice?" Loona asked, raising her eyebrow.

"It's just for two minutes, sweetie," Blitzo answered with a wink. "Promise it won't take much longer."

Rolling her eyes, Loona walked inside his office, where she was a bit surprised to see a magic circle and runes in the middle of the room. It wasn't the usual one that they had used to get to the living world due to having different symbols and shapes, which made her wonder what Blitzo was thinking. Whatever it was, she had no doubt it was going to be stupid.

"So, I've been looking into that fancy book we have, and I think I mastered a few more spells such as this one! With it, we can instantly transport to any place in Hell provided it's on the same circle level!" Blitzo presented with a smile.

"And this matters because?" Loona asked, uncaring.

"Well, I figured since your club is so far away, I could give you a special lift there via magic!" Blitzo answered with a proud smirk. "You're father is always looking out for his little girl, after all."

"Thanks, but I think I'll take my car," Loona answered as she was about to turn away, but Blitzo zipped right in front of her.

"Please Loony! Pweety please!" Loona grumbled as her father flickered his eyes a few times before sighing. "I pwomise that it will be worth it."

"...fine," she moaned as she slowly made her way towards the circle.

Once she stood in place, Blitzo pulled out the book and started waving his hands. "Okay, so there might be a bit of static-like feel when this happens, but it won't hurt a bit! Now then..." Clearing his throat, Blitzo started to speak in the words on the book to cast the spell. The runes began to glow as the powerful sentences were told, and the wind started to channel around them. Loona's eyes widened as she wondered if Blitzo actually managed to get this right until she saw lighting sparks appearing at the edges of the circle. "Um, Blitzo?"

"Not now, honey! Almost done!" Blitzo said as he continued his chanting.

"Blitzo, I think you should-" Loona was unable to finish as the bolts of lightning hit her at full speed, making her glow like a Christmas Tree. Blitzo yelped as he ducked for cover as a flash of light emerged from around Loona before it disappeared almost as quickly as it came.

Loona could feel a headache coming along as she groaned and rolled her eyes. She could smell burnt fur and soot all over as she slowly felt her coat before freezing in place. Gasping, she rushed over to the wall mirror that was in the room and shrieked. "My fur!"

She looked like she had been given electroshock therapy with every hair of her white and grey coat sicking up pointy and frizzled. Her hair and tail were the worst as she groaned upon realizing just how long it would take to turn it all back to normal. Growling, she turned her gaze on a sweating Blitzo who gulped and gave a weak smile. "Um...it's not too bad...just needs a little fixing and-"

"Not bad?! Look at me!" Loona screamed as she grabbed her tail and shoved it into Blitzo's face. "I look more spiked than a porcupine! I can't go to the club looking like this! Argh!" Loona kicked down one of the nearby filing cabinets before slamming the door open. "Thanks for ruining my night, Blitzo! You always do crap like this! I hate you! Do me a favor and stay the fuck out of my life!""

Blitzo raised his hand and tried to say something, but Loona already slammed the door behind her. Solemn, he lowered his head and sighed. "I'm sorry..." he whispered before closing the book and waited a few minutes until he heard Loona's car leave the parking lot. Sighing, he slowly made his way out of his office. He really needed that drink now.


Despite the Hellhole Bar being its usual loud and energetic self, one imp wasn't as euphoric as the other imps partying it up drunk and happy. Resting his head against his hand while calmly sipping his beer, Blitzo just stared at the nearby wall with a dull look on his face. His thoughts turned back to what happened earlier. This wasn't the first time Loona had hated him for something he did by accident or on purpose. Hell, she just seemed angry just when he was around doing nothing sometimes. It made Blitzo wondered what happened over the years since he started his company. He and Loona always seemed to have such a happy and significant relationship. Now it's like they were barely family.

"Blitzo, you feeling okay?" Millie asked, raising an eyebrow. "You look like someone who learned they had cancer."

Sighing, Blitzo took another sip of his beer before answering, "I kinda did something that made Loona angry."

"When isn't she angry, Sir?" Moxxie asked, rolling his eyes. "She's always been disrespectful and upset about everything you do. Not to mention, she does the same thing to us."

"She used to be a sweet girl," Blitzo muttered. "Do you know she rarely ever calls me 'Dad' anymore? It's just 'Blitzo'."

"Aw, she's just going through a phase, Boss," Millie assured him while patting him on the shoulder. "My older sister used to be the same until she finally got out of it. I'm sure she still loves you."

"I guess," Blitzo said as he finished his beer and tossed it over his shoulder, where it landed straight into the face of a different imp. Said imp started running around, screaming in pain because of the glass in his eyes. Putting his cash on the table they were using, Blitzo got up and nodded to the couple. "I'm gonna head home. See you at work tomorrow."

"Sir, you only had one beer? Usually, you have at least five," Moxxie pointed out.

"I'm not in the mood," Blitzo muttered, which made the two imps look at each other in concern. Before they could question further, Blitzo was already heading towards the exit door.

Once outside, he made his way for this car before he paused and pulled out his cellphone. He looked at his photos and started going through his old memories of the past. Like Loona's eighth birthday, where she could be seen smothering cake on her face as Blitzo, dressed in his old clown outfit, joined in on the fun. Or when she was fourteen and holding up her school junior soccer trophy with a proud smile. Even when she was seventeen, dressed for prom night, she was blushing with a smirk as the hellhound took a photo with Blitzo before she went out for her big night.

Sighing, Blitzo put away his phone and looked up at the stars. "Sometimes I wish you could turn back time," he muttered to himself before getting his keys for his car.

Unbeknownst to Blitzo, he was being spied on by two other imps from the bar's window. One was around his own height with buzz-cut hair and only one horn, while the other was half cut. He wore a leather jacket and had a scar around his left eye that twitches whenever he turned it. The other imp was small but muscled with a hoodie on that had a bleeding knife with an eye in the blade on the back.

"That's him?" the shorter one asked, spitting on the floor. "He doesn't look so tough."

"Trust me, he's tougher than he looks," the taller imp said, sipping his scotch. "Remember, this is the guy who's responsible for wiping out our gangs all those years ago. You've seen what he does now, right? He goes to the human world to take out people there, and he's taken out some high ranking targets like generals and politicians. Word is also on the street says he's real friendly with some noble overlord in the Goetia family."

"Bah, he's just like the rest of us. He bleeds and dies no different than any other sucker," the shorter imp said, cracking his knuckles. "So, do we take him, Marcus?"

"No," Marcus said, finishing his drink. "We'll need the others to take him out. For now, we wait for our moment." He looked outside and where Blitzo was, getting in his car, before making a gun with his hand. Pointing it at the imp assassin, Marcus pretended to shoot and smirked. "And then we'll take him out."


Walking into his apartment, Blitzo took a moment to gaze at his daughter's room, closed and chained as always. He stopped in front of it and raised his hand to knock, but stopped himself and shook his head. Chances were his daughter would just ignore him or just tell him to go away as always.

Walking to his own bedroom, Blitzo pulled off his work clothes before getting a pair of shorts to wear for the evening. He then closed the door, turned off the lights, and walked into bed without a sound.


"Wake up! Wake up, already!"

"Ugh, what?" Blitzo muttered as he tried to block out that high pitched voice in his ears. A set of hands keep shaking his back with some tiny nails attached to it, and he wondered if the neighbor's annoying dog got loose again. "Blugh, what time is it?"

"It's past seven! You need to make breakfast before I go to school, Dad!"

"Loona, work doesn't start until nine. We can...wait a minute." Blitzo's eyes opened as he slowly stood up and stared at his wall. "Since when did you start going to school again? You didn't want to go to college. And for that matter, when did you..." He turned to his left and felt his voice slowly die down, and his eyes widened. "Start...calling me...Dad...again..."

He had to be dreaming—no way he was seeing what he was seeing. Blitzo slapped himself with both his hands and then his tail to make sure. The pain he felt on his face made it clear that this was indeed not a dream. Blitzo felt his mind shut down as a pair of curious and annoyed eyes stared at him. "Dad! Stop staring at me! Also, what did you do to my room?! It's all dark and creepy like some of those goth people you told me about. Where are all my toys and stuffed animals?!"

"L-L-L-L-Loona?!" Blitzo gasped slowly, pointing at the tiny seven-year-old hellhound in black PJ's that were way too big for her. "Is that...you?!"

"Um, yeah?" Loona asked, tilting her head. "Daddy, are you sick or something?"

Blitzo rushed for his phone and pulled it open as Loona looked at it in awe. "Woah! I've never seen a cell phone look like that before!"

Ignoring the questions his apparently shrunk daughter was asking, he checked the time and date: April 21, 2021. Okay, so he didn't do any time travel. That ruled that out. He then started dialing Moxxie as Loona huffed and crossed her arms. "Dad! Stop ignoring me!"

"S-sorry, Loona, um..." Blitzo tried to think of something. If he hadn't traveled through time then something must have happened to have made his daughter suddenly seven again. She didn't seem to retain her memories past that year and tried to come up with a quick lie to calm her down. "Y-You don't have to go to school today! In fact, Daddy's going to take you to his job!"

"Really! I don't have to go to school! Woohoo!" Loona shouted as she jumped up in the air while barking with joy. Wagging her tail, Loona was about to leave the room in celebration before she paused. "Wait a minute," she turned to Blitzo. "Daddy, you said that work was too dangerous for me."

"W-well, you're not going to really see my work! It's a father and daughter day, and I thought I'd show you the I.M.P. office!" Blitzo said with a quick fake smile. Suddenly, Loona was laughing her tail off and pointing at Blitzo. "What? What's so funny?"

"You said you're pee!" Loona giggled before sticking her tongue at him. "Dad is made of pee! Dad is made of pee!" she teased with a singing voice. Suddenly, she paused and put her hands between her legs as her tail wrapped around her. "Um, actually. I need to pee. Be right back, Dad!"

"Remember to wash your hands!" Blitzo shouted before pausing. He just told what was supposed to be his nineteen-year-old daughter to wash her hands before taking a piss. "Goddammit, if there was an excuse to get drunk in the morning..."

Finally, Moxxie picked up with a tired voice. "Ugh, what do you want, Blitzo. It's too early too-"

"Moxxie! Listen, I need you and Millie to head to the office ASAP! And no matter what, do not freak out! Because I'm already doing that as it is!"

"Sir, what-"

Blitzo ended the call and quickly got changed before rushing out of his room. He had no idea what was going on, and he didn't know how to fix it, but he needed to get him and Loona to the office right now. Waiting for him was his de-aged daughter, who was kicking her legs while sitting in one of the dining table chairs.

Spotting him, she whined, "Dad, I couldn't find my favorite cereal. Can you make me breakfast?"

"Um, actually, we're going to get some breakfast on the go to work!" Blitzo said, quickly, much to Loona's happiness. "So get on your clothes, kiddo! We're heading out!"

"Um, but I can't find my clothes," Loona pointed out as she got off the chair. "All my clothes got replaced by a ton of weird black stuff. Plus, I found this strange rod thing that vibrates when I push the button. Is that a new toy to play wi-"

"No!" Blitzo shouted, beat red as Loona leaned back. "You are not allowed to play with toys like that until you are older! Which you are...but not...um."

"...Dad, have you been taking your medications in double doses again? The therapist said you can't do that, or else you get weirder than usual," Loona asked, tilting her head.

"Trust me, I'm going to need a double dose." Blitzo rubbed his head before shaking it. Walking over, he kneeled down and picked up his daughter, which made him realize he hadn't done this in quite a while. She was so light and adorable that he actually smiled for real as old nostalgic feelings started to bubble. "Why don't we get some new clothes after grabbing breakfast? Sounds good?"

"You sure? You always keep saying money is tight," Loona pointed out.

Chuckling, he lightly tapped her nose, making her giggle, as he answered, "For you, sweetie? You're priceless."

In a surprise move, Loona slowly wrapped her tiny arms around his neck and hugged him. Blitzo froze in place as he tried to remember he felt his daughter's warm fur around his body in such a caring embrace before. It was so gentle and soft that his heart melted upon the simplest of touches. Closing his eyes, a warm smile spread across Blitzo's lips as he gently hugged his daughter back.

Maybe there were some added benefits to this strange phenomenon after all.