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Bundle Madness Drabble Part 33

Stare at it a little longer.

Crumbs.

As time goes by.

Look Moxxie never called themselves smart for reason. They learn. They can figure out stuff. Sometimes concepts are not sure how they know that pop in their head. But when it does, they'll study it like how they do with guns, music, cooking and sewing.

Robotics are a low, low thing on their list but they tried it out. Sure, able to fix them as best they can from watching videos and books they can get. At least get parts to rebuild them like how they would rebuild a gun. Wiring was a different subject. It was a lot. Sometimes felt like they would burn out. Many would have said to throw the robot out at the beginning or get someone else to fix them. But wouldn't let that happen. The robot got very clingy to them over time.

Call them Zir.

No idea where that came from or thought the original name would have stayed. But I can only do so much fixing around. They did a lot more than expected or were unaware they were giving them extra freedom. It was challenging, especially with their interesting quirks. Or the lack of common sense.

"Master! I made waffles!"

Moxxie at their work desk cleaning up pieces. It was all settled in different places. Wouldn't expected it to be part of a gun. Not looking at their direction but did talk back "Zir? I told you not in here."

"But it loves gooey maple syrup. Of love!

Eyes narrow at the waffles on the plate. "Is there soap in those?"

"No, we ran out. " Zir tongue out on the side. The robot wearing this green hoodie. One of the few gifts the robot cherished given to them by Moxxie. Always wear it. "So, I put something extra special inside it."

"And that would be?"

"Hot sauce!"

Stare at the smiling bot. Their shoulders shrug as he put the parts down. At least it's a better improvement compared to before. Reach a waffle and bite into it. Huh not that bad.

"No, wait. Silly me, I put that in the garden! I put in glue!"

Spit the waffle out.

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((Summary/Notes: This universe Moxxie the imp doesn't exist, but Moxxie AKA Puppet Avian does. A whole different kind of Timeline AU. Get an unexpected run in. ))

Moxxie knows they aren't normal like the rest of Hell.

There are feelings and fears that make no sense to them at times. A part of them feels lost but also happy. Well, happiness didn't come around later for them. A little birdie just alone in the Rings of Wrath at the age of three. They don't remember who their real parents can be. Possible for the best. Very injured. A bit wild when found. But as they began to trust the one who found them. There would be situations that would get hard over time. But also, easy as well. Along with being able to learn and feel things they never had. Like having a mother.

They cherish those memories deeply.

Moxxie was an avian who can transform into an imp. To look like their adopted mother. A shocking reaction from both her and the Doc when they did that. But have to be rules to be made.

Imps are not supposed to be born with magic but do magical traits. Can learn magic but to inherit that's a different matter. So, they, Maria, and Medea kept it a secret. Let alone seeing an avian in a ring like Wrath is rare on its own. But Medea does encourage students to learn how to use it so no negative effects with their emotions. She agreed but also wants them to not always rely on it either. Which both sides can understand. Did get a founding passion with guns.

While reworking with their magic, and learning new tricks that were part of them. They prefer staying as an imp as they enjoy it, even if they get picked on a lot being small. Plus, they prefer being featherless so to speak. But as they grew older took advantage of their avian appearance so to speak.

Like buying things from other rings that would rip off imps. Along with themselves when getting their own necessities. They don't mind at times. Doesn't get away with their current store they run online for Flaw.

Now it didn't mean they like the rings. Especially Pride and the section they have to go to too recently. Bu there was a good deal happening with sewing materials. They got that in time. Now they were enjoying their usual walk with their bags. It was getting windy. Their eyes just pick up at least one demon being served outside along with a few others around. Got to stay alert.

Apparently, the other one wasn't as their fur vest that was on the back of their chair was flying off.  Caught it before it goes into the streets.

This part many would look down on at times. For being nice. A weakness. Would have told them to just steak in. Run away with it. Maybe mock the other with it. But instead did none of that.

They shouldn't have grabbed the vest with future headaches to come.

"Excuse me your vest? It blew away" Call out to the avian on the other side of the fancy fence.

Ignoring him. Focus on their meal.

A little twitch. "Hey Yeti get your furry coat."

The other demon spun around fast.  Look of pure insult and anger in his eyes. Look ready to saw a nasty comment. Until they just stared at them.

"Well, going to get it or do I need to throw it to you?" What about this demon? Watch him stand up, a little taller than him in this form, and walk over. But was just staring at them with this look. Like he was studying them, "Um you going to take it or what Yeti?"

The peacock twitch with their eyes glowing. "My name is not Yeti. You rude bug. Do you know who I am?"

"No, got a name tag on you?" Did it get chilly? Why do they wing out just like that? Like showing off some power move.

"I'm not a waiter! You're in the presence of Andrealphus himself. One of the Marquis for the Goetia Family."

"WOW." A bright expression of aww and then drop in a second. "I have no idea who you are or care at this moment. You going to take your vest or should I let the wind carry it away."

Andrealphus just gives a wide eye look. Then confusion. Came closer like he was studying him.

"What?"

"You don't smell like a sinner?" Eyes narrowed and rubbed his own beak, "How odd."

Avian is either very high class like Envy ring citizens level to some kind of high job, Doctors like those in the Sloth, noble rank with Goetias. Or a sinner can be an avian or avian traits but with them you can tell by smell and blood.

But you don't see many Hellborn avians looking like they are from no class of sorts.

"What is that supposed to mean? Also, rude."

"Hmmm." Look them up and down with a critical look.

The vest was finally taken but then suddenly the tails of their scarf were grabbed. Eyes widened how this Yeti was a bit too close. I'm a bit confused, along with uncomfortable how close they are too. Why are their tails wagging?

"Even though you're very rude, have an unkempt appearance, and nasty mouth. You are still so sweet to return my vest. Such a soft scarf in my hands." Eyes glowed with their own wings. Couldn't help but keep staring at this mysterious avian to grab their attention in such a way. Yes, many have been rude to him before and he can get back at them. Yet, this one has no care in the world. No, fear.

It was delicious.

"How about I reward you pretty birdie." Pull them closer, the only thing really stopping them is the fence, and how the one kept themselves grounded. "What you say?"

"I will deny you death until you beg me for it."

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