Chapter 126
Here we go again!
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.
Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing
Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing
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Blitz half paying attention to Fizz. Who finally calm down a bit. Dramatic much. Soon their mind wanders a bit the past two hours. No longer on the ground as the cage hung up in the air. Along with the warehouse in general. Just thinking.
If he just got his phone back. The timing as well. It had to be Moxxie. A last-minute meetup. Now this.
Heard annoyed sound that Fizz started to make. "Oh, chill out, jester. Christ on a stick, it's like you've never been tied up before!"
"Sure, but not by a bunch of psychos!" The jester grunts, falls down. "And a piece of shit!"
"Am I- okay, Am I the psycho or the piece of shit?"
"Both!"
"Yeah, that checks." Shrugged a bit.
"How is this happening?! I was just supposed to grab some gas station milk and rehearse some juggling...!"
"Oh relax, I'm sure your big royal chicken ain't gonna let anything happen to his peppy lil' fuckdoll." Gosh he wishes he brought the book now. Actually, scratch that. Don't need this group to have it.
Fizzarolli gets frustrated, and sits up straight to scoot in front of Blitz. "Ohh, playin' that card, huh? Okay, what about you? Seems your tastes have gotten more... regal, lately. Heheh..."
Blitz snarled at him as his eyes rolled," Well yeah, unlike you, I fuck who I want, when I want. I'm not going to be tied down to some big blue-blood."
"You could've fooled me the way Princey was."
"Hey!" Snarl in his direction. "Stolas only cares about having a rugged peasant raw-dog him into his mattress! Which by the way we haven't done in months. What we have is nothing...Just business...It's nothing else."
"Then why were you even there at Ozzies?"
"I didn't pick the place! Stolas did after I told him many times it wasn't grrr. He just wouldn't listen."
"Whatever," Shrugged as he shuffled around in the tape," I don't actually care."
"I mean Stolas is just a loud thirsty bitch who loves feeling' the thrill of getting dicked by the lower class. It's a novelty to him." Roll his eyes as he rants away.
"Literally just said I don't care."
"And then, he'll call me to see how "my day was!" and he'll pretend to care about me, & comment on my photos, & LAUGH AT MY JOKES- "
Fizzarolli sarcastically replied, "Oh, well that's "definitely" your clue right there that it's all bullshit."
"I KNOW, RIGHT? "Not seeing the face Fizz just sent him. "Just, laugh. Laugh. Laugh. Get into my good grace. Anything to make me excited. Then he just wouldn't move. He was just right there. Mox just right there and not knowing when to just- "
"Who the fuck is Mox?"
"Stolas is just a," Shit, shit, shit. Can't think of those two together right now. Say something, come on. " He's just a fake, privileged asshole!"
Sounded so wrong. Or just trying to wave it off.
"Sound like you just hate him for being a prince. Stolas I mean. Whoever the fuck Mox is. Don't care if their one your whores. But that Prince on the other hand. Because no one, and I mean no one pretends to care that much just for a cheap la- "Lean into the bar how close Blitz was now. The fury in eyes.
"Don't ever call him a whore. They are not like those sluts!"
"You are giving me mix signals right now whoever the fuck you're talking about."
Eyes widen and he shakes his head. Pulls back. "Point is, don't give a shit about like. They're all the fuckin' same...Stolas...Stolas doesn't need to waste his time on someone like me. Can do better with a different royal than that so called ex of his."
"That's not-." Wasn't expecting this at all. Sure, parts of it from Blitz but then this other side. No, snap out of it. Don't compare it to what he has. Blitz just having a weird off day. Yeah. That must be it. Asmodues isn't like those other royal stick in the asses either. They both just had to play it safe. That's all.,"-always true... But I guess you're right. They can't all be the same if some have taste, and some wanna fuck you."
"Can we talk about something other than my sex life?!" Roll his eyes at him. "Satan's taint, is fucking that Lust guy make this what you're all about now? "
"You brought it up, asshole!"
"So, are you two going to fuck or- "
"Shut up Chad!" Blitz, Fizzarolli yelled at the shark sitting on the boxes.
"Chaz. You know Chaz! Any who! I'm just saying. I heard hate fuck is in." Raise an eyebrow. "I heard a third make it extra spicey."
"Not happening smooth talker." Fizzarolli twitches as he stares at the shark.
"I should have let Mil gut you like a fish." Blitz groans at him.
"How she doing?"
"Splendid her sister staying with her. Why don't you swing in for a chat."
"I'm not that stupid." Look insulted and know that would lead to doom.
"Look at that you're learning. I would clap if I wasn't tied up!"
"Wellll, that kind of your fault. Should have just saved your own ass."
"Shut it sewage breathe."
"Any who." Chaz look down below, "Hey Crimson! Blitzo here banging a royal too!"
"Oh, you tattletale fucker! O silent! SILENT." Snarl as the smirking shark.
"Are you serious? I could have done two ransoms!"
"We aren't a thing!" Blitz yelled at Crimson.
"Will see about that later. Chaz get your ass down. You have boxes to move!"
Chaz held back a whine as he climbed back the boxes.
Blitz snarled as he muttered curses under his breath. Fizzarolli went back to struggling in the tape.
An hour ago.
Stolas sitting down on the soft cushion sheet. Ignore the aesthetic all around the waiting room. His mind focusses on why he came. But it kept rushing back to his emotions.
He doesn't know what to do with those. Accepted it to a certain extent. Along with possible options on how to fix them. At least it is being fixed in different ways they didn't expect. Certain situations he is kind of glad that did happen.
Let out a tired hoot. He was a little annoyed to be wearing their royal attire but this was a serious meeting. Still, making a note to self how to change this up.
A pair of doors open.
A taller, muscular navy 'skin' demon revealed themselves. Wore his signature navy-blue vest with two pairs of glowing white stripes on the upper half and a red undershirt with blue cuffs that have red heart-shaped cuff links. On his legs are jagged, high-heeled shoes that have red-colored tips. You can see a tuft of cyan rooster-like tail feathers that have three sickle tail feathers colored red, black, and ivory-white. Red and white head feathers sticking out from a tuft on his head. A top hat on top. A thick mane of cyan hair, in which are two additional faces of a ram and a bull on the right and left sides. A pair of glowing neon green eyes staring out at him. Smile big at his direction. "Stolas! Hey there, birdie babe. Haven't seen you since, how ya' been? Hmhmhm, still gettin' yo' kink on with that feisty imp?"
"Aha, well, um, that's actually what I'm here about!" Rub his own shoulder as he soon followed him in the office. I took a few breaths. You're not dealing with Asmodeus from the club right now. You're dealing with a business one now. Goes to sit down in the chair. "You see, I, um.... seem to have found myself with... feelings. For him. And, I'm not sure if it's a mutual thing. We've been talking but-"
"Well, I can tell ya', if you're lookin' for a love potion, you came to the wrong. Fuckin'. Guy. I don't fuck with that artificial bullshit." Pick up the bowl of candy with questionable sex-shapes. "Lust, shouldn't be about force. It's an art! To be, earned! And enjoyed... It's all about that journey, to Pleasure town... ya' feel me? Hmhmhmhm..."
"Oh, no, never, never that! I just, you see- "All most stop as he watches Asmodeus devour the bowl. Nope, not going to question it. "This imp has a business he runs; he needs to access the mortal realm to carry out his work. I know your demons are some of the only ones who can traverse freely and legally. I was wondering if you could assist me in finding a way he could too."
Pull out their grimoire and place it on the table. Tap the cover.
Asmodeus looks quite surprised. "Oh! Hmm, Stolas, my heart bleeds for you! But my partner- uh, business partner, Fizzarolli, hates your imp guy. Blitzo, right? Yeah. HAAATES."
"He does? But, why?" Sure, he recalls their distaste for Loo Loo Land. Along with a robot. But to go that far. Then well the event at the club. How the Host called Blitz out like that.
"Not my story to tell, but trust me. I would help if I could, but I can't. Sorry..."
The owl face now a bit saddens. This was his last chance so IMP could give up that book. So, Moxxie doesn't need to keep up that act. To not worry about if his book gets stolen again. A legit excuse as it wasn't going to be used forever. Even if they added knew protection of sorts. A small break of sorts. Plus, in a way to distance himself from IMP in a business sense.
Yet, a slight hope it can be in a different direction with Blitz. Even just small steps. Along with...Along with a possibility with Moxxie as well.
Stolas will admit he has feelings for both of them.
Took his book while Asmodeus was on their phone. He looks happy. The phone was soon surrounded by magic as it flew across the room. In a grand display and grow larger to show a widescreen version of the message.
On cue a shadowy figure could be a scene. Can't pick up their facial expression at all in the dark.
"Hello, Asmodeus." Their voices were even modified.
Asmodeus and Stolas stared a bit shocked. Stolas looked at Asmodeus as he was taken back.
"You don't know me, but you don't need to. All you need to know is I have your little jester here with me" The camera moves as a lamp was shine in Fizzarolli face. He was sitting in a chair as he struggled? Tied up in duct tape and tape over their mouth. Being held down by another but couldn't see them as they were hiding as well.
The sin snarls at the sight of this. In anger try to grab the hologram of the jester. But it just slides through his hands.
"If you want him back alive, you will give me exactly what I want."
"Do you have any idea who you are FUCKING WITH?!" His once natural blue and cyan colors started to change colors. Like a neon shade of red like he was on fire. The anger was clearly showing now.
"I," Stolas pipes in as he looked at the video, "think it's a recording."
"You probably just asked if I know who I'm dealing with. And, oh yes, I know. The weakest and most non-threatening of sin. The king who will do whatever it takes to save the worst kept secret in all of Hell." He sounded very smug. Probably if there was light would see a smirk.
Asmodeus tense up. Look away just for a few seconds. Stolas looked at him with slight worry but no pity. Maybe it was payback he was feeling like what happen at Ozzies? Or just everything that's been going on in general. But I do feel a bit worried. They do seem to care for that jester.
"We both know you won't risk anything happening to the clown. So be a good little bitch boy, and do the thing. My lawyers will be over shortly with the contract of demands. You have until the witching hour to sign it. Hueheheheheheheh! Now, cut. I SAID CUT IT, YA FUCKIN' MOR-"
The video was cut off. The phone fell to the ground.
Stolas frozen still at what transpired. Oh, dear, this isn't good at all. To go against a sin. Even make demands. Yes, were times with the Goetias and certain nobles? A sin on the other hand is very risky.
The room began to shake.
A very angry sin at the moment.
Turn. Stolas gulped as he took a step away from the demon. Asmodeus' bodies start to grow. His natural colors going back to that neon red and pink color. A mix of energy and fire coming out of them.
Uh oh.
Asmodeus roars. A beam of energy shoots out towards the ceiling. A lack of debris fell down on the ground. Can see the blue sky of lust now. On cue the top section soon sealed off to be fixed. The sin took a few deep breaths as his hands clenched up.
"How dare these imbeciles. How dare they." Asmodeus moves back and forth a lot. Rage still showing on his face. Blew out smoke as the color died down. Pick up the phone. "Sending a damn lawyer. I'll show them...Fuck!"
"What wrong?"
"Turn off the tracker not too long ago when the video was sent." Clutch his phone tightly as he starts to get angry again. "It in Greed. I should just go down there and break it-"
"Asmodeus. You even know that's not a smart idea." Stolas tense at the heated glare he was being sent. "Just wait for the lawyer."
"Are you serious? Wait for the lawyer."
"Might be able to figure out where exactly if he slips. Along with demands. You know they want money, power and all that." Stolas frowns at him. "You know where your business partner would have been. Now it would be a waste of time to chase them down. Is there another tracker of sorts on him?"
"No." Rub between his eyes. Making a note to self to now add one in those arms, legs or even the hat. A thought crossed. "I didn't hear any of their pets."
"Pets?"
"Fuck, he going to lose his shit if he finds out they got hurt." Asmodeus groans as he rubs his forehead.
"Asmodeus maybe you should call up your lawyer-"
"No. Too many are involved in this now. I can handle this. I'm a businessman too Stolas."
"Your highness I get your upset but,"
"I'm beyond upset."
"But you need to have a calm head right now. You're antsy. You're angry. You're worried. Which is what they want. Just like with the Goetia. You know how everyone knows to press the right buttons to get interactions. This is no different outside of them. Just the situations, along what being held hostage." Look down a bit. "I'm staying to help. Not because you're the Prince of Lust. You are one of the Kings of the Goetias. If this gets ou-"
"Do what you want. You still not getting a crystal from me. So, don't try to suck up to me. By lending a hand." Asmodeus snarled as he stormed to his desk.
"It wasn't about the crystal." Stolas whispered.
Asmodeus didn't turn around. But the two heads in the mane just look at him. Then back up front.
Not long after the lawyer arrived. Along with a recording to not demand who ransoms demon are. Or just one push of a button there will be trouble.
Trouble for Fizzarolli.
Asmodeus should be happy Stolas stayed around. After almost signing the first paper the aquatic like chameleon handed it over to them to get this over fast.
"This is a contract giving our suspect all of Ozzie's factory assets. And, giving him permission to use Fizzarolli' s head for a wall decoration."
"Wait, what?!"
"Juuust making sure you're paying attention!" Nervous chuckle as he soon pulls out a stack of papers. A huge stack. "Here's the real contract."
"Oohoohoohoo! This will be fun! I love words!"
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Done!
Stolas just wanted to help out. He really does. He may not be in favor with him as the Prince of Lust. But Asmodeus is still a King. Stolas still felt a sense of duty as he is a Goetia. A Goetia who was target even if they the rooster won't admit the full relationship. Stolas would have been a decent lawyer.
Blitz trying to work with their feelings. Still, denial in certain ways no matter what the relationship could be.
Stolas content and understands what their feelings are. Just doesn't know the first step. Along with all that happening. Plus, these two individuals.
Any questions?
Until next time.
Bye, bye!