While Y/N was finishing up another long day of filing souls in and out of Heaven. It was coming near the end of his shift.
Y/N: Hey Deerie.
Deerie: Yes Boss?
Y/N: Gonna take a nap wake me up when the next shift starts.
Deerie: So in about 1 minute.
Y/N: Yep. *puts newspaper on his head and closes the blinds and sleeps in his chair.*
Author's Note: Fun fact *made up fact lel* 1 minute for Angels is 5 hours for humans :3.
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???: YOU WILL NEVER FUCKING UNDERSTAND THE LENGTHS I GO TO FOR THIS.
???: YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CAUSED THIS FUCKING UPHEAVIL.
Y/N stood their in the dark as a Flickering light he heard two voices shouting but just as fast as they should they were gone.
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Y/N woke up but something was off.
He was much smaller and everything was red.
He looked at his surroundings and noticed he was in a crib.
This didn't make much sense he knew from what his Uncle Michael told him that he was raised in Heaven after his Father did the Great Betrayal right?
He then felt someone pick him up.
C̶h̶a̶r̶l̶i̶e̶: *radio static* aa..*radio static* w morning Y/N how did you s*cuts off*
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Y/N was flown back into the dark void.
He then noticed some liquid was pouring from his right eye.
Y/N: Strange?
Just then he saw someone else in the void.
A dark flame as he was the white flame.
This version had white eyes while he had black.
Far away yet not far.
Just then the red light up the dark as the smile of *radio static plays*.
Just then a hand came out and grabbed the dark flame away as fast as it appeared that smile it was gone.
Just like that Y/N was whisked away.
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Meanwhile a certain Bird wasn't having the greatest of days.
Their laying on the floor with a broken heart passed is Stolas heart break is one of those things in Hell you think people can get use to but true love is something very rare and losing that is like re-living what got you here in the first place.
For natural born demons who never experienced that before hand and just feeling it is enough to send them into a spiral of a new kind of Hell.
Why don't we take a look.
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*Flashback* *Author's note I will be using the Transcript from the episode in this. As before most of my stories will be told from Y/N's perspective. So Flashback and scenes with other Characters will be summarized or at the very least shown apart.
Stolas (Young): *eyes shoot open in realization and sits up* My birthday, my birthday! It's my birthday!
[Stolas leaps out of the sheets and lands on all fours on the floor. He runs off to his dressing room, arms raised in excitement as an Imp butler walks into view to attend to him.]
Stolas (Young): Yaaaay! Birthday, birthday! WOOHOO! Birthday tiiiiime!
[Mister Butler opens a tin of hair gel and begins applying it to Stolas.]
Mister Butler: Calm yourself, young prince. You know excitement is unbecoming of a Goetia.
Stolas (Young): Oh! *calms down* Right.
[Stolas takes a deep breath to calm himself. As Mister Butler walks off to retrieve Stolas' vest and cape, returning to put them on him.]
Stolas (Young): But, Father told me, today is the day, I am old enough to know my purpose and responsibility! *eyes sparkle with glee*
Mister Butler: Of course. *places a crown on Stolas' head* I'm sure it will be wonderful.
[Stolas follows the butler out of the dressing room down a large hallway. The wall is lined with four giant pictures of Stolas at various prior ages. The first shows Stolas in his egg, sat upon a pillow and topped with a crown. The second shows him as a hatchling swaddled up in his crib, his swaddling cloth held together by a pin bearing the Goetia family insignia. He is accompanied by the demon Max plush seen earlier and a star shaped pillow. The third shows him as what can be assumed to be a toddler, smiling as he hugs the demon Max plush. The fourth and final shows him in his current on-screen appearance, hugging the demon Max plush as an unknown creature drips green slime on his head.]
[Scene cuts to Stolas and the butler standing in front of large double doors, which open to reveal a throne room. , Stolas' father and King of the Ars Goetia, is seen sitting on the throne in his monstrous black demon form. He stands up, his form shifting to display various demonic creatures as he transforms into his normal, bird-like self. The butler walks over to Paimon and stands next to him as Stolas approaches his father.]
Paimon: Ahhhh! There is my little, uh...
[Stolas smiles gleefully up at his father.]
Paimon: *whispers to butler while pointing at Stolas* Which son is this one? There's so fucking many.
Mister Butler: Stolas, your highness.
Paimon: Stolas! Yes! Ha! Right, right! *chuckles* That's the one! *begins walking toward Stolas* The owl boy.
[Cuts to Paimon standing in front of little Stolas.]
Paimon: *leans toward Stolas, surprising him* Well, my little one, *stands upright and walks behind Stolas* it is finally your day of becoming a true part of the Goetia family. How good for you. Are you ready to know what you'll be meant to do to serve ?
Stolas (Young): Yes, Father!
[Paimon opens some kind of portal to the cosmos as he speaks, showing Stolas the stars he is meant to study. Two comets, blue and pink, respectively, fly out of the portal and up out of view.]
Paimon: You will be entrusted with the study of the Earth's skies, the stars, the prophecies they hold, all that stuff. *closes the portal and summons a * Isn't that fun? You will begin the studies of your grimoire, which will grant you access to the mortal realm to study and observe, *levitates the Grimoire to Stolas who is bouncing with excitement* and you will grow to be a mighty Prince of Hell, with your own legions to lead and pass on your knowledge to!
Stolas (Young): *happily confident* I will do my best, Father!
Paimon: *leans toward Stolas* Wonderful! *speaks fast* Also, son, you are destined to sire *pulls a picture of a young from his cloak* a to the Goetia family. So, you are now engaged. *shows Stolas the picture* Congratulations. Isn't she charming?
[Cuts to a close-up of Paimon's picture. It shows a young Stella angrily strangling a dog-like creature with a bow in a strand of its hair and tears falling from its eye. A second creature just like it wearing a collar with the same bow lies on the ground, tears flowing as Stella has one foot planted on its head, likely having already been assaulted by her. Stella herself looks similar to her adult appearance, but of course much younger and has her hair tied up in pigtails.]
[Stolas begins crying and turns away from the picture in fear.]
Paimon: Ohhh! That's an ugly noise, son. Here, *pats Stolas on the head* how about you cease this bitch crying?
'[Stolas starts crying harder.]
Paimon: Hm, that usually works. Oh, would you like it if I took you to the circus in town? Children enjoy the circus, right? *pats Stolas on he head again* Would that distract you enough from your non-negotiable future marriage?
[Stolas does not respond. A tear rolls down his cheek and drips off.]
[Cuts to a sad Stolas and Mister Butler standing at the top of the stairs into a circus tent. Paimon is not physically present, but instead is shown on the glass of a mirror the butler is holding up. Various Imps are seen filling the bleachers. Circus music plays in the background.]
Paimon: *looks around, then whispers to butler* Is there a spot that's close to the front, but also far enough that I don't have to-- *sniffs and gags* Ugh-- smell the poor?
[Quick pan to Stolas, the butler, and Paimon in the mirror in an otherwise empty bleacher labeled with a crude cloth sign reading "GOETIA" in dripping black paint.]
[Cuts to a dark arena as spotlights instantly light up, revealing various circus Imps as they begin performing. Two Imps in clown attire juggle, two more in the background perform spinning front flips into the foreground, and a female Imp does a handstand on a demonic horse as it gallops by the Goetia section of the bleachers.]
[Paimon chuckles and claps from within the mirror.]
[Scene pans via the stilt-supported legs of an Imp to two clown Imps juggling while on stilts. A female Imp is seen walking and twirling on a tightrope in the background, holding a yellow umbrella as she does.]
[Cuts back to the Goetia section, Paimon still chuckling and clapping within the mirror. Little Stolas, very clearly Not Having A Good Time Of It, halfheartedly flicks away a peanut that lands on his Grimoire.]
[Cuts to an Imp breathing fire. The camera pans out and down to reveal the fire-breathing Imp atop an inverted Imp pyramid supported by a wooden stand. Two more Imps in the background leap through hoops held by two Imps in the inverted pyramid, land on their hands, then jump to their feet as the crowd cheers.]
[A throwing knife flies in from the left and forcefully pans the camera to the right. The knife sticks itself into a wooden board, right next to the hip of a female Imp shown to be tied to said board. The camera pans out to show the knife throwing Imp as the crowd cheers. The Goetia section of the bleachers can be seen in the background.]
[Cuts back to Stolas, now dejectedly slamming his forehead into his grimoire as of the circus begins speaking.]
Cash Buckzo: Now, everyone's favorite thing about circus shit: the motherfuckin' clowns!
[A multitude of frightening Imp clowns with glowing eyes leap out at the audience from behind curtains in the background. Cash Buckzo laughs as they fly outward. The Imps in the audience scream and pull away in terror.]
[Cuts to a small foot stepping on a pedestal board accompanied by the sound of a bell jingling.]
(Young): (off-screen) You ready, Blitzo?
[Cuts to a child giving a rope a quick tug.]
Blitzo (Young): Born ready!
[Fizzarolli and Blitzo leap off of their boards and begin a flying trapeze act. They pass by the Goetia section of the bleachers, and time appears to slow down as Stolas looks up in awe and then blushes. The camera zooms in on Blitzo.]
[Cuts to Blitzo landing on a ball as Fizzarolli swings away.]
Blitzo (Young): Haaaaa! Tada~! *laughs* Heya, folks! Wanna see me make a horse?
[Blitzo takes out a green balloon, blows it up, and attempts to tie it into a horse shape. It appears as an incomprehensible knot, then immediately pops.]
Blitzo (Young): *eyes widen in surprise* Crap.
[Blitzo continues pulling out balloons and attempting to make a horse but keeps getting the same result. His expression grows more worried with each popped balloon. At one point, the balloon somehow appears as a normal oval-shaped balloon. Blitzo is surprised, but the balloon pops nonetheless.]
[Cuts to the audience, dead silent and unimpressed as Blitzo keeps trying--and failing--to make a balloon horse off-screen.]
Blitzo (Young): De-de-de-de-do-do-do-do- Ah, heheh, (nervously) Horse!
[He's finally made a horse except it has no legs.]
Blitzo (Young): Well, heh. It was a horse, but then it ate too much sugar and it's legs stopped working so he had to amputate. Now, it's a gross worm horse.
[Stolas begins to laugh softly, clearly charmed?]
Blitzo (Young): *points at young Stolas* See? He gets it. Because, horses - they make no sense.
[The camera zooms over to show that Young Fizzarolli has joined Young Blitzo with a balloon of his own in his hand. His balloon is red.]
Fizzarolli (Young): Okay, Blitzo, that's enough horsing around!
[He makes a balloon horse perfectly on his first try.]
Fizzarolli (Young): Hey, everybody! Look at this [presents the horse to the crowd] it's Banana Pudding the clown horsey!
[He makes neighing noises, the crowd laughs while Young Blitzo looks down sadly.]
Stolas (Young): I liked his broken horse joke, it was funny. Their legs do stop working when they eat too much sugar, it's called laminitis.
[Paimon looks down at Stolas curiously as the little owl demon makes a hooting laugh.]
[The scene changes to Cash drinking backstage as the butler walks in holding the mirror that has the connection to Paimon.]
Paimon: What a show! That was real great. So, ahem that little clown you have my son really enjoyed that one, I was wondering if I could buy him.
Cash: Buy him?
Paimon: Purchase him, yes. Accurate.
[Paimon claps his hands and the servant pushes a button on the mirror. The mirror extends out creating the effect like he's leaning over Cash.]
Paimon: My son doesn't have any friends, you see, and he liked the little clown boy. It's his birthday, he's so sad and I don't want to deal with him. Can I write a check?
Cash: Well, *rubs chin, smirking* Fizzarolli is a big draw. He has a few more shows to be in today, so it would be pretty expensive. *rubs his thumb and finger together in gesture*
Paimon: *chuckling* No, no. The other one.
Cash: *shocked* Blitzo?
Paimon: Correct. How much?
Cash: Wha- Well, he's my son. So... uh. Hm... ah, how much ya got in your pocket?
[The butler digs around in his pocket and produces a crumpled-up $5 bill and an unopened condom.]
Paimon: A wadded-up five and a slim-fit condom.
Cash: Ah, that's plenty. Done.
Paimon: Splendid! Fetch him for me and we will be on our way. [he claps his hands and portals out destroying half the tent in the process.]
[The scene changes to Fizzarolli and Blitzo playing with their balloon horses together.]
Fizzarolli (Young): I'm Banana Pudding, and I like to dance!
Blitzo (Young): I am Worm Horse. And I...I am sad!
Fizzarolli (Young): Why are you sad, Worm Horse?
Blitzo (Young): Because! I have no legs!
Fizzarolli (Young): Oh, well that's okay!
Blitzo (Young): I lost all my legs in the war.
Fizzarolli (Young): *gasps* The war?!
Blitzo (Young): Yes! The great pirate war!
Fizzarolli (Young): *deadpan* No, no pirates.
Blitzo (Young): It's a great pirate warrr!
Fizzarolli (Young): *exasperated* If you keep talking about pirates, I will punch you.
Blitzo (Young): I fought bravely, but I could not run fast enough they took my legs, there was blood everywhere!
Fizzarolli (Young): *laughing* Oh, no! Eww, no blood! Blood is disgusting.
Blitzo (Young): No, it's cool! *chuckles*
Fizzarolli (Young): Well, Banana Pudding is here to save the day with his magical feet he dances around with. He will dance all over worm horse and make him feel better,
Blitzo (Young): and theeen *dramatic pause* there'll be more bloood! *squirts ketchup onto his balloon horse*
Fizzarolli (Young): Blitzo! that's so gross! *laughing* stop.
Blitzo (Young): Neverrr!
[Cash appears behind them, grabs Blitzo by the arm and pulls him up.]
Cash: Boy, I've got a job for you! You are gonna spend the day with one of the Goetia princes.
Blitzo (Young): Ew. Why?
Cash: Because money! Now, listen carefully. You are being bought out to be his playmate, but I want you to steal as much from those rich fuckers as you possibly can.
Blitzo (Young): *scared* Steal? But, what if I get caught?
Cash: Don't you want your family to be able to buy a bigger tent? better food? don't you want to be able to help me and out?
Blitzo (Young): Of course I wanna help mama!
Cash: Then, you gotta do this. Everything those rich fucks have will be worth a fortune *hic*
Blitzo (Young): But, if I'm caught - I'm scared, dad.
Cash: There are scarier things, aren't there, son?
Blitzo (Young): But -
[Cash makes sad eyes at Young Blitzo.]
Blitzo (Young): *defeatedly* Yes, papa.
[The scene changes to Paimon, his butler, and a young Stolas in front of their house while Blitzo and his father walk up to them.]
Paimon: Here is your new friend my son, happy birthday.
Stolas (Young): *excitedly* A friend?
Blitzo (Young): I guess? Hi, uh, I'm Blitzo.
Stolas (Young): I'm Stolas. *bows* It's nice to--
[He gets smacked in the back of the head by his father.]
Stolas (Young): Ouch!
Paimon: Don't bow to that one! He bows to us. Idiot.
Stolas (Young): Oh, right. Sorry, father.
Paimon: *to himself* I'm so good at daddy-ing!
[The scene changes to Young Blitzo and Stolas inside a library sitting on the floor surrounded by books. Blitzo is bored while Stolas is excitedly info-dumping about the books in question.]
Blitzo (Young): *groans*
Stolas (Young): This is my book on the difference between frogs and toads, there's a lot of differences! And this is my book on plants and herbs! Did you know plants can hear you?
Blitzo (Young): Plants are boring! This is all boring stuff!
Stolas (Young): Oh, I'm sorry. *dejectedly* I've never had a friend to share my books with.
Blitzo (Young): You know what would be fun? A game. Let's Play 'Treasure Hunt'.
Stolas (Young): What's that?
Blitzo (Young): It's where we pretend we are pirates and we go around the house collecting all the nicest things and then we throw them out the window!
Stolas (Young): *incredulous* We...throw them out the window?
Blitzo (Young): Yes.
Stolas (Young): Since when did pirates throw things out windows?
Blitzo (Young): Since like, the dawn of time. Come on, pirates are always throwing stuff out windows.
Stolas (Young): I don't think they had windows.
Blitzo (Young): What, did a book say that?
Stolas (Young): Yes, actually!
[He pulls out two books titled "Pirates" and "The Porthole Myth".]
Stolas (Young): Several.
Blitzo (Young): Well, in this game-
[He grabs the books and chucks them off-screen.]
Blitzo (Young): We're throwing them out the window. Because, it's fun!
Stolas (Young): Well, that's an odd game. *gasps* Is this an Imp game?
Blitzo (Young): Suuure. Why not?
Stolas (Young): Well, if it's what you want to play?
Blitzo (Young): Let's do it!
[The scene switches to the two of them giggling and filling up bags with things from around the house while a xylophone cover of Blitzo's theme plays in the background.]
Blitzo (Young): *sprinting ahead* C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!
[Stolas runs behind him panting a little with the exertion. They continue going through different areas taking things and giggling. They stop at a chandelier and look at it in wonder. Blitzo takes a piece of it.]
Blitzo (Young): Yes!
Stolas (Young): Yay!
[The camera circles around the two. They fall to the floor and lay on their backs giggling.]
[The scene changes and they run by a balcony giggling. There is a whistling noise. Blitzo runs up to the edge of the balcony with his bag of treasures. His father pops out of a bush down below and makes a 'throw to me' gesture. Blitzo looks behind him to Stolas, who is bouncing on a stool trying to reach something and doesn't see anything. Blitzo grunts with effort and throws the bag of treasure down to his father, who then ducks back into the bush.]
Stolas (Young): Blitzo, over here!
[Blitzo runs over to join him. The scene changes to the two of them outside by a tree. Stolas is sitting on the roots and Blitzo is climbing it. Blitzo falls out of the tree hanging by only his tail.]
Blitzo (Young): So, what is that? Your diary?
Stolas (Young): No, this is my new grimoire! It's a spell book! I have to learn it so I can access the living world!
Blitzo (Young): The living world? Like the world with humans and stuff? Where the sinners come from?
Stolas (Young): Mmhmm.
Blitzo (Young): That's cool!
Stolas (Young): Yes! I'm supposed to use it to study the sky!
Blitzo (Young): Why?
Stolas (Young): My dad says I can find prophecies, but I don't really know. But, I'm supposed to, that's what my job will be when I grow up. To join the rest of the Goetia family.
Blitzo (Young): Well, you know what's I'm gonna do when I grow up? *jumps back on the tree* I'm gonna run my own circus and I'm gonna be the most famous imp ever and I'll be able to do what I want to do, all day! I'm gonna make so much money and buy myself a big building, with a big office!
Stolas (Young): A big office? For a circus?
Blitzo (Young): Yeah! A big office! Circus business with clowns and horses! and the horses will all have good names like Stapler and Biscuit Queen.
Stolas (Young): *giggles* I'm sure you will. That sounds like a good business.
Blitzo (Young): Yeah! And, if you want to apply, I'll hire you. Maybe.
Stolas (Young): *chuckles* You'll hire me?
Blitzo (Young): Yeah, if I feel like it.
Stolas (Young): Well, I hope I qualify! *giggles* You'd be a good boss.
Blitzo (Young): You say that with sarcasm, but I totes would.
[The two laugh together and the camera pans out. A thudding sound effect and a title card that says "25 YEARS LATER" drops on the screen. Adult Stolas wakes up looking dejected. He groans and gets dressed in his robe, goes to his boudoir, and takes a bottle of pills. He goes to his library and opens up his grimoire, in the window behind him Blitzo appears and sees the magic floating out of the book. He tries to pull open the window to get inside. Stolas closes the book and walks away. He did not see Blitzo. Blitzo falls off the window.]
Stella: *muffled, off-screen* Yes, together we're- *muffled*
[Stolas checks on a sleeping Octavia and then wanders into his kitchen where Stella is loudly having a phone call.]
Stella: I know still being married isn't a big enough occasion. But, to be fair, it's no picnic being married to a boring stiff like Stolas.
[Stolas looks as though he wants to speak to her, but she holds up an index finger at him and he instead walks away to his kitchen table to drink his morning drink. He uses magic to open up and hold the newspaper up in front of him. It reads "Not Divorced: Anniversary Party! Couples only."]
Stolas: Stella, what in Hell is this?
Stella: Ugh, Stolas. You know I like throwing parties. Plus, it's true, so you know you can come if you want. *flips her hair feathers and walks away with the butler*
[Stolas takes a drink of his morning beverage and the image cuts to him drinking out of a goblet at a fancy party. We see the guests standing and dancing. Stella is with her two bird friends from the pilot.]
Stella: laughs loudly* No! Stolas is terrible in bed! I swear to fuck, he just lays there staring at the wall, and I have to do everything! It's embarrassing! *sighs* I'm glad one egg fell out of me, so I could stop pretending to want to fuck his scrawny twig ass.
Stolas felt dejected sad.
Y̶/N̶:̶ BITCH YOU ITS A MIRACLE. THAT SHE EVEN SURVIVED FUCK SAKE YOUR CLOACA IS AS A LOOSE AS THE FUCKING LUST RING HOW SHE EVEN GOT OUT IS A MIRACLE BY MY GRANDFATHER.
Stella: Who THE FUCK...
She saw it it was *redacted* *redacted of Hell*
Stolas saw the figure yet he did not know who exactly this shadowy person was. His head starting hurting so he ignored it.
Everyone started laughing by whoever that was statement so maybe he was a friend.
Stella and her crew walked off in what seemed like embrassment.
Y̶/N̶:̶ Listen man don't let that BITCH get you down. *pats his shoulder*.
His smile was warm like that of an old friend no relative maybe.
*radio static plays*
To be continued.