Imp Anon and Vaggie go on a date in Loo Loo land

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #665.94 Nearly Ready Edition
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How about anon and Vaggie go on a date in Lulu world. You can still have as a imp right?
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I meant to say Loo Loo land
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>...Well, at least she was having fun
>Anon knew it pretty damn well that Loo Loo Land was just a massive grift (and a pretty lousy one at that), but at least they've improved the rides enough so that they wouldn't kill you
>and she beat the shit out of that one guy at the bottle-shooting kiosk for trying to flirt with her (sleazy bumblefuck had the audacity to call her "racist" after a litany of slurs he threw at her for politely telling him she wasn't interested)
>some of the other carnies actually cheered her on, and even gave her advice (most of which boiled down to castrating him), but she was satisfied with using him to knock down his own glued-together bottles
>...and the kiosk
>so, while the children robbed the guy blind (quite literally, as one of them took of with his cash box), the two of them continued, surrounded by the same awe that they presumed only the royal couple could enjoy
>one rickety ride on the roller coaster, and one trip to the buffet stands later, they were busy enjoying a hotdog (they literally could only afford one, but at least it was jumbo size) when the sound of metallic clanking drew closer to them
>"E-E-ENJOYING YOOOOOOUR MEAL, ESSSssSSTEEMED GUESguesGUESTS?"
>oh, great
>it was that busted-up Fizzarolli robot
>how Mammon got away with the damn thing, Anon never knew
>all he knew was that the creepy fuck was a source of nightmares, even when the park was still relatively new, better kept, and enjoyed larger crowds
>now, on top of his unwelcome mannerisms, he was also a walking tetanus risk
>"P-P-P-PERHA-A-A-A-APS YYYYOU two MAY A-a-aLSO BE INTERESTED IN-IN-IN-IN-IN PAYING FOR THE DAMAMAMAMAMAGES YOu'veeEEEEEE DONE TO MY GOOooooOD FRRRRRRRRRRRRIEND, RICHIE?"
>and he motioned towards the collapsed kiosk, where the bandaged-up owner was giving anyone who passed puppydog eyes
>*SWUINK!*
>"No."
>Vaggie's answer was as dull as her blade was sharp, currently parked up to the hilt in Fizz's skull
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>with a quick motion, she cut the robot in half, then, using the handle as a quarterstaff, batted him into the air, where he exploded into a foul-smelling green fireworks display
>"Sic semper tyrannis." Anon mumbled, trying to sound intelligent
>though, it was true - by all accounts, Robo-Fizz ruled the park with a (literally) iron fist
>his fall was long overdue
>unfortunately, the chunks of burning plastic and metal that rained down quickly began to set the tents on fire, so the couple made their hasty exit
>outside, the imp looked at the hotdog in his hand
>"Hey... Wanna finish this?"
>smiling, Vaggie leaned down, and pulled her hair to the side
>Anon held up the hotdog, and bit into one end of it
>the Latina did the same on the other end
>like this, they quickly moved forward, eating the hotdog bit by bit (and getting big, stuffed chipmunk cheeks in the process), before finally, their mouths met
>the kiss was chaste (since both had a mouth full of dog, and found it hard to breathe), but hey, it was still something
>struggling to swallow the mess of soggy bun-bread and questionable butchery product topped with mystery sauce, Anon reflected upon their day
>all in all, it wasn't too bad, and judging by the noise both their stomachs were making, they'll get to spend tomorrow together as well
>it may be spent nursing their food poisoning, but hey, it was still something!