Chapter 3: Meeting Blitzo
When Moxxie and Millie, and Octavia, arrived at Blitzo's home at 2 ½ Pentagram City, Hell, Moxxie and Millie knocked on the door. The owlet smiled up at Moxxie and Millie, grateful for them being there in her time of need. Someone in the house answered the door and they turned their attention to the landlady, wearing a nurse suit, who opened it. Her name is Megan Lowell.
"Good evening, Ma'am," Moxxie greeted as he tipped his hat, "Is this the residence of Blitzo?"
"I'm afraid it is," the nurse answered, "He's not here at the moment, but…" Then she smiled warmly at the newcomers. "You're welcome to come in and wait."
"Well, I... I don't want to impose," Moxxie said. "It's just the girl..." Moxxie and Millie turned to see that the girl was no longer with them.
"Where did she go?" Millie said.
Octavia looked into a magnifying glass with curiosity.
"Oh, my!" Megan said as she set a box of books and other things in Moxxie's and Millie's arms to run over to the owl girl. "You poor dear! You must be chilled to the bone!" She took her hat to twist it to get the water out and grinned. "Oh, but I know just the thing: Let me fetch you a pot of tea and some of my fresh cupcakes! Oh, and Riva has someone for you to play with." She also took her scarf to get it warmed up as well as her hat. She was touched by the housekeeper's generosity as she watched her go, so she could make her tea and cupcakes.
"Hello, little one," a raven-haired imp lady said. Her face and neck were half white and half red, red eyes irises, and yellow eyeballs. She wore a crop top with a knot with words that said "Love Bites" with a white heart broken into pieces above the words, a yellow and black striped skirt, grey tights, and black high heels. Her horns were twisted and had black and white horns like Blitzo.
"Hi," Octavia said, "Y-you m-must be Riva?"
The same female imp nodded. "Yes, and here's someone about your age I'd like you to meet." She held onto a small imp with black hair, half red and half white face and neck. His horns were black and white like Blitzo and curly, but thinner. He wore blue overalls with yellow snaps and grey and blue tennis shoes. He was called Curly. Riva set him on the floor, so he could play with Octavia.
"Hi, I'm Curly," the young impling said.
"I'm Octavia," the owlet replied.
Then, Octavia saw amazing things in Blitzo's lab: a chemistry set, steam coming out of a fan, and shoes leaving footprints on paper.
Curly wrapped his arm around her. "That's my dad's lab."
Moxxie and Millie hung their coats. Moxie was wearing a red bowtie, long navy-blue tuxedo with a white undershirt, and black trousers. Millie had a black crop top with bibbed overalls and black torn pants.
"Aha! The fucking villain's slipped this time!" a voice shouted from outside. Then the same figure who spoke swung open the front door. "I shall have him!" Lightning struck in the background as the figure showed himself. It was an overweight white chinese imp with a red and black gown and hat. Moxxie and Millie cowered at the sight.
"Out of my way! Out of my way!" the Chinese imp yelled rudely as he threw his hat in Moxxie and Millie's direction without looking.
"Hello, we have guests!" an annoyed hellhound growled. It was Loona, a grey and white furred hellhound, who wore a navy-blue crop top, black shorts, and greyish socks.
"I say!" Moxxie said, offended and suddenly a hat fell on his head. The small pulled it off his head as if it were glued to his head.
"Who are you?" Millie demanded. "And what do you want?"
"What? Who?" the Chinese imp asked as he took off his head, revealing to be a handsome imp the same color as the rest of the imps in the house. "Blitzo. The 'O' is silent," the tall imp said, smiling warmly with a bow. With that said, he deflated his costume with a cord, revealing his skinny self with black and red boots, black pants, navy blue tuxedo, white shirt, and a red and white necktie with a light red skull attached to it.
Octavia stood up from the ground to meet the imp, who entered the house. "Mr. Blitzo! I need your help and-"
"All in good time!" Blitzo said, not quite hearing what the young mouse said as he pulled out the dart, where his magenta robe stayed and put it on.
"But you don't understand!" Octavia said, but Blitzo threw the dart back on the target, paying no mind to her. "I'm in terrible trouble."
"If you'll excuse me," Blitzo said, ignoring her pleas.
Octavia sighed as she was brushed off.
Riva glared at her husband. "Blitzo, Listen to Octavia!"
"Dad! Come on!" Curly said.
"Stay out of this, Curly," Blitzo snarked.
Moxxie and Millie, however, weren't having any of Blitzo's unapproachable behavior, so Moxxie shook his finger at him. "Now, see here!" Only to see Blitzo running past him.
"This young lady is in need of assistance," Millie said in a no-nonsense tone and her husband added, "We think you ought to listen-"
"Hold this please, weapon expert," Blitzo said, giving him a pistol.
"Oh, yes!" Moxxie answered, "Of course!" Then he brought the pistol back to him. "Now, wait just a moment! How the hell did you know I was a weapon expert?"
Blitzo put bullets in his revolver. "A weapon ologist to be exact! Just returned from military duty in Hellghanistan." He blew in the holes where the bullets went through and closed it. "Am I right?"
Moxxie and Millie gave him an impressed look. Millie introduced herself and her husband. "Why yes, Moxxie and Millie."
Then Moxxie gave him an astonished look. "But how can you possibly?"
"Quite simple, really," Blitzo replied and examined Moxxie and Millie's cuffs where the stitches were sewn, "I've seen you two out and about and I, too, am skilled with weapons." Blitzo patted Moxxie's and Millie's cheeks.
In the living room, Blitzo continued, "And the smoke is a unique form of gunpowder." He picked up a pile of pillows. "Easily distinguished by its…" He leaned over towards Octavia saying, "Peculiar pungency." Octavia gave him a dumbfounded look. "And found only in Afghan provinces," Blitzo concluded as he threw pillows at Moxxie and Millie.
"My dad's weird," Curly whispered.
"I'll bet," Octavia agreed.
"Amazing!" Moxxie and Millie said in a muffled voice through the pillows thrown at them.
"Actually, that's elementary, my dear Moxxie and Millie." Blitzo rolled the revolver and pointed it at the pillows, cocking his gun.
Moxxie and Millie threw the pillows on the red chair and grabbed Curly and Octavia by the hand to hide behind another chair as Blitzo shot the pillows. Before they knew it, feathers were flying everywhere. Blitzo nonchalantly blew smoke from his gun.
The nurse burst in the living room, finding feathers flying everywhere. "What in heaven's name? Oh, my...pfft...pfft! My good pillows!" Then she scowled as she knew who shot them.
Blitzo was dusting off the feathers from his red chair. "Mr. Blitzo!" Megan scolded and Blitzo looked at her like he got caught stealing a cookie from a cookie jar. "How many times did I tell you not to-"
"Yes, yes, Mrs. Megan. It's quite alright," Blitzo said calmly and inhaled the smell of Megan's cooking. "I believe I smell those delightful cupcakes of yours." Blitzo shoved her out of the room, adding, "Why don't you fetch our guests some?"
"B-b-but I uh…" Mrs. Megan protested, but Blitzo closed the door before she could finish.
Blitzo turned from the door in a serious tone, saying, "Now!" He searched for something on the floor. "I know that bullet's here somewhere." Just as he was about to look some more, he found it in an innocent Octavia's hands. "Thank you, miss," he said in an annoyed tone, taking the bullet from her.
"Goetia," Octavia said sweetly with her hands behind her back, "Octavia Goetia."
"Yeah, whatever," Blitzo said dismissively as he walked over to his desk to examine the bullets.
"Dad, don't be rude," Curly admonished.
"Yes, but you don't understand," Octavia said in a disapproving tone as she walked up to Blitzo, only to be shushed.
She and Curly watched as Blitzo put the two bullets together under the microscope and turned the bullets to see whether or not they matched. However, there was Moxxie and Millie behind them as Blitzo observed in amazement. "Yes…" Just then, there was one bullet that did not match the other and it had marks all over it. "NOOOOO! Dammit!" Blitzo shouted, throwing his head back and grasping onto it, disappointed that the bullets were unmatched. Then he slumped and picked up the marked bullet. "Another dead end!" Blitzo threw the bullet away and walked over to his chair in sadness. "He was within my grasp!" He plopped onto his chair, grabbed his violin, and played a sad tune.
Moxxie and Millie urged Octavia to knock some sense into him. So, she rushed to the depressing scene.
"Now, will you please listen to me?" Octavia pleaded, "My daddy's gone and I'm all alone."
Blitzo stopped playing to glance at her. "Young lady, this is the most inopportune time." He continued playing his sad music.
Octavia sadly looked up at him.
"Surely your mother knows where he is," Blitzo said dryly.
"I... I don't have a mother," Octavia said, feeling dejected.
Blitzo hit the wrong note, making a screech, making him stop playing and she flinched. He came out of his sad state and said, "Well, um...but perhaps." Then he frowned and her expression changed from downhearted to confusion. "See here! I simply have no time for lost fathers!"
Megan was bringing in cupcakes and when she heard Blitzo's dismissive attitude. So, she went up to him and grabbed him by the necktie. "Blitzo, stop being a dick!"
Octavia was fed up with Blitzo's crap as Megan was and put her fists on her hips and snapped, "I didn't lose him; he was taken by a robot!"
Blitzo's expression changed from annoyance to interest as Megan set him down. "Did you say robot?" he asked in Octavia's face.
"Yes..." Octavia said, surprised by his change in tone.
"Did he have a red nose?" Blitzo was grinning, they could tell.
"I don't know," Octavia replied and smiled, "But he had a black and red tail!"
Blitzo jumped on his chair with enthusiasm. "HA!"
Moxxie and Millie came back into the living room, standing right behind them. "I say, sir, do you know him?" Moxie asked.
"Know him?" Blitzo sat on top of his chair with his violin in hand, pointing his bow at them. "That robot, one Fizzarolli by name, is the employee of the very fiend who was the target of my experiment!"
Moxxie and Millie held Octavia protectively and Riva had done the same for Curly.
"The horror of my every waking moment, the nefarious pimp Valentino!" Blitzo went on dramatically and pointed at the portrait of Valentino with his bow. Lightning struck at the sight of that rat.
"Eh, Valentino?" Moxxie and Millie asked in confusion as they still held onto Octavia.
"He's a genius, Moxxie and Millie!" Blitzo said behind his chair. "A genius twisted for evil! A Napoleon of crime!" More lightning struck as Blitzo told them the story.
"As bad as all that, eh?" Moxxie asked.
"WORSE!" Blitzo said hoarsely, making the couple along with Octavia, Riva, Curly, and Megan turn to face him between the banister upstairs. "For years, I've tried to capture him and I've come close. So very close and each time, he's narrowly evaded my grasp!" He shook his fist at the picture. "Not a corner in Pentagram City is safe while Valentino is at large. No evil scheme he wouldn't concoct! No depravity he wouldn't commit! Who knows what dastardly scheme that bastard may be plotting, even as we speak!"