**Title:** *A Melody in the Inferno*
**Chapter 10: A Hellish Proposal**
Months had passed since Millie and Moxxie’s near-fatal encounter with the ancient demon, and life had returned to its usual chaotic rhythm. But amidst the daily grind of contracts and mayhem, Moxxie had been working on something special—something that had been on his mind since that fateful night when he almost lost Millie.
Moxxie was not one for grand gestures, but for this, he wanted to make sure everything was perfect. He had enlisted the help of Loona, who, after much bribery and pleading, agreed to assist in his plans. Even Blitzo had been unusually supportive, though Moxxie suspected it was more out of curiosity than anything else.
One evening, after a particularly successful mission, Moxxie invited Millie to a quiet dinner at their favorite spot in the infernal city—a small, hidden-away restaurant that served surprisingly good food, given the location. The restaurant was known for its dim lighting and cozy atmosphere, making it the perfect place for what Moxxie had in mind.
As they sat down, Millie noticed that Moxxie seemed a bit more nervous than usual. She reached across the table, taking his hand in hers. “You okay, sugar? You’ve been a bit fidgety all evening.”
Moxxie smiled, though his heart was pounding in his chest. “I’m fine, just… excited to spend some time with you.”
Millie raised an eyebrow but didn’t press further. She knew Moxxie well enough to recognize when something was on his mind, but she trusted that he would share it when he was ready.
The evening progressed beautifully. They laughed, shared stories, and reminisced about their journey together, from their early days at I.M.P. to the many challenges they had faced and overcome. With every passing moment, Moxxie’s nerves slowly began to calm, replaced by the warmth of the love he felt for Millie.
As dessert was served, Moxxie knew it was time. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what came next.
“Millie,” he began, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach, “there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for a while now.”
Millie looked at him curiously, her eyes shining in the soft light. “What is it, Mox?”
Moxxie reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, intricately crafted ring. It was made of dark metal, with a fiery red gemstone set in the center—a perfect reflection of their life in Hell. He had spent weeks finding the right one, something that would symbolize their bond and the fire that burned in their hearts.
“I know our lives aren’t exactly ordinary,” Moxxie said, his voice filled with emotion, “and I know that nothing about us is conventional. But that’s what makes us so perfect together. Millie, you’ve been my partner, my best friend, and my everything. I can’t imagine my life without you, and I don’t want to. So… will you marry me?”
For a moment, Millie just stared at him, her eyes wide with surprise. Then, a slow, radiant smile spread across her face, and tears of joy welled up in her eyes.
“Yes, Moxxie,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “Of course, I’ll marry you!”
Moxxie let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, his heart soaring as he slipped the ring onto Millie’s finger. She launched herself across the table, nearly knocking over their dessert as she pulled him into a tight embrace.
The entire restaurant seemed to erupt into applause, with the other patrons—most of whom were demons of various terrifying shapes and sizes—raising their glasses in a rare moment of celebration. Even in Hell, love found a way to shine through.
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**Chapter 11: The Wedding**
Planning a wedding in Hell was no easy task, but with the help of their friends at I.M.P., Millie and Moxxie managed to put together a ceremony that was uniquely their own. They opted for a small, intimate gathering, inviting only their closest friends and allies. Blitzo, of course, insisted on being involved in every aspect of the planning, while Loona begrudgingly agreed to be the “flower girl”—though she made it clear that there would be no actual flowers involved.
The wedding was held at a secluded spot just outside the city—a rare oasis of calm amidst the chaos. The location was a hidden gem, a place Millie had stumbled upon during one of their earlier missions. It was a stark yet strangely beautiful landscape, with jagged black rocks and a blood-red sky. It wasn’t what most would consider romantic, but for Millie and Moxxie, it was perfect.
As the day of the wedding arrived, the atmosphere was electric with anticipation. Millie, dressed in a simple yet elegant gown that hugged her figure, stood at the edge of the rocky cliff where the ceremony would take place. Her heart raced with excitement as she looked out at the small gathering of friends who had come to witness their union.
Blitzo stood at the front, grinning like a proud father. He had somehow managed to get himself ordained, though the legitimacy of his credentials was questionable at best. Loona stood beside him, looking slightly less annoyed than usual, and even Stolas, their royal acquaintance, had made an appearance, offering to “bless” the ceremony in his own flamboyant way.
As the music began to play—an eerie yet hauntingly beautiful melody—Moxxie appeared, walking down the aisle with a determined yet nervous expression on his face. He wore a sharp suit, his usual weapons left behind for the day, and his eyes locked onto Millie’s the moment he saw her.
When he finally reached her, Moxxie took Millie’s hands in his, the world around them fading into the background. For a moment, it was just the two of them, standing on the edge of Hell, ready to take the leap together.
Blitzo cleared his throat, drawing their attention. “Alright, let’s get this show on the road. We’re here today because these two lovebirds somehow managed to find each other in this dumpster fire we call home. And I gotta say, if they can make it work down here, they’re probably gonna be just fine.”
Millie and Moxxie exchanged amused glances, their smiles widening as Blitzo continued.
“Millie, do you take this adorable, weapon-wielding nerd to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and occasionally save from imminent death, for as long as you both shall live—or whatever we do down here?”
Millie laughed, her eyes shining with love. “I do.”
“And Moxxie,” Blitzo went on, “do you take this badass, demon-slaying powerhouse to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, cherish, and not piss off too much, for as long as you both shall live?”
Moxxie grinned, his heart pounding in his chest. “I do.”
Blitzo smirked, raising his arms dramatically. “Then by the power vested in me by… well, no one in particular, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the—”
Before he could finish, Millie pulled Moxxie into a deep, passionate kiss, drawing cheers and applause from their small audience. The world seemed to fall away as they kissed, the heat of the moment overwhelming the fiery landscape around them.
When they finally pulled apart, they were met with a hail of celebratory gunfire—courtesy of Blitzo, who had pulled out his pistols and was firing them into the air with wild enthusiasm. Millie and Moxxie laughed, their joy infectious as they turned to face their friends, hand in hand.
As the sun—or whatever passed for one in Hell—began to set, the sky turning a deeper shade of crimson, the newlyweds stood together at the edge of the cliff, looking out over the infernal landscape that had brought them together. Despite the darkness that surrounded them, they felt nothing but light, their love burning brighter than any flame Hell could produce.
And as they stood there, ready to face whatever the future held, they knew one thing for certain: no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, side by side, heart to heart, for all eternity.
**Epilogue: A New Beginning**
The days that followed their wedding were a whirlwind of celebration, mission after mission, and the daily chaos that came with working at I.M.P. But through it all, Millie and Moxxie found a new sense of peace, a deeper connection that strengthened with each passing day.
They had finally found their rhythm, balancing work and life, love and danger. And as they continued to carve out their place in the underworld, they did so with the knowledge that no matter how dark the path ahead might be, they would always have each other to light the way.
For in the inferno of Hell, where hope was scarce and love even rarer, Millie and Moxxie had defied the odds. They had found something beautiful in the darkness, something worth fighting for. And together, they would continue to blaze a trail through the chaos, leaving a legacy of love and resilience that would burn bright for all time.
**The End.**
