Fizzarolli x Reader: Two Red Strings [Discontinued]

Chapter 3: Grand Opening

You and Fizzarolli agreed to meet up bright an early in the morning to discuss the red strings. Which is what both of you were doing right now, you frantically made books appear and disappear, trying to find anything.

"I didn't notice it until after I ate the popcorn, maybe I was right, I shouldn't have eaten."

"Maybe it's because I offered it to you? I've read something like that before."

"I only thought that was with pomegranates, not any other food! And even then, those are supposed to mean marriage and fertility, not a thread connecting both people."

"Hey." Fizzarolli gently grabbed one of your wings "This most likely happened for a reason, no one knows why, but I can assure you, it's probably for the better, know I always know where you are so you can't get hurt or missing, and you can always find me if your in trouble."

You nodded, he was right...this could be useful in the long run.

"Maybe it happened when we touched hands, that's when we both felt the shock...but why didn't it happen until you ate?" Fizzarolli thought out loud, checking the clock.

"You have one hour until you go on stage, I have thirty, we can discuss this later, want to come watch me?" He offered, pointing to the stage.

You nodded, following him out of the dressing room.

"I have to head that way, upstage, I'm sure you can find your way to the stands." He quickly waved you away, heading up a different direction.

You did indeed find your way to the bleachers without help, most of the Imps ignored you, they were more intent on watching the stage.

"Hey Implings, it's me, Fizzarolli!" Fizzarolli stepped out from behind the curtains, ready to starts the show, you clapped your hands together.

Even though Fizzarolli smiled through out the entire show, it seemed like he didn't enjoy it, his smile was his menacing smile. He didn't do any acrobatics, besides the whole turning legs and spinning thing, but even that seemed boring to him, he didn't sing about anything he enjoyed, and stuck to talking about the park, your excitement died down slowly until the end of the show.

The crowed cheered, Fizzarolli bowed, then left the stage, you quickly ran behind stage, meeting Fizzarolli, he smiled seeing you, clapping his hands together.

"Alright, your turn, do you got this?"

"Yeah...but are you-"

"We'll talk about whatever it is later, head on out there and do your thing." He pushed you out on stage, him following close behind.

"Implings young and tall, gather around and look here, a real cupid angel!"

You opened your wings, it was something so simple, yet the crowd went wild, gasping and clapping.

"Mommy look! An angel."

"They are so amazing."

"Beautiful."

"Majestic."

"Handsome."

Name a basic compliment and it was there, people oohed and awed in fascination.

"Ha!" A random male Imp shouted from a section I'm the stands "How do we even know if they are really an Angel? You could have easily just tied wings on to anyone." He scoffed.

Fizzarolli was speechless, he turned to look at you, shrugging, you just smiled. You took off the ground, flying around the male Imp, he looked shocked, you stepping on his head, making it look like you were walking on air before taking off out of his angry reach, you laughed.