Ever since you joined I.M.P, Moxxie had been treating you different. Not in a good way either. He was always wary around you, slipping garlic in your food, making you go out in the sun. It was all weird, and you could only wonder why.

Walking into the office, you see Moxxie standing there, pouting a wooden stake directly at you. He had a necklace on, which had… sliced garlic..?

“FREEZE! You can’t fool me any longer, vampire!” There was a stern look on his face. He was deadly serious.