A sixteen-year-old Blitzø was waiting behind the curtains of the main tent floor tapping his foot impatiently. He groaned irritated that his sister was taking as long as she was.

"Barbs! Seriously. What could possibly be taking you so fucking long?" Blitzø watched as his sister finally appeared from her dressing room. They were wearing matching white and red striped outfits. Barbie chuckled and punched Blitzø in the arm.

"Come on Blitzo. I always make it on time."

Blitzø rolled his eyes, "Yeah whatever. If dad knew how last minute you always were you would be getting the shit beat out of you." Blitzø and Barbie stood next to each other holding hands like they were supposed to as they were introduced.

"The amazing imp twins: Blitzo and Barbie Wire!"

The crowd was going crazy as they usually did as Blitzø and Barbie ran out together. They did their performance as usual until the trapeze. Barbie was at one end with Blitzø at the other.

"Ready Blitzo?!" Barbie called grabbing onto her trapeze, holding it at waist height.

"Hell yeah!" Blitzø swung off his platform doing a few tricks on his trapeze before Barbie joined him in the air. He saw that she was about to let go and do her flip towards him, but she let go too soon.

Blitzø saw the fear in his sister's eyes as he acted quickly dropping down, grabbing the trapeze with his tail, and catching Barbie in midair. This got a grand cheer from the crowd as they finished their performance and ran back to the backroom.

Blitzø immediately jumped on Barbie pinning her to the ground.

"You idiot! You know you could've died right?!" Blitzø saw his sister roll her eyes.

"Yeah. But did I die? You caught me didn't you? Stop getting your panties in a twist and let's go. We have to pick something up for dinner for mom." Barbie pushed Blitzø off of her getting up and walking into her dressing room. Since they had been the last performance of the night, Cash Buckzo, Blitzø's father, walked back into the area where Blitzø was getting dressed to leave.

Blitzø gasped as he was grabbed and thrown to the ground. He scooted away seeing the angry look on his father's face. He knew that he was going to get reprimanded for what happened on the stage floor. Even if it had been Barbie that dropped the ball it always seemed to be his fault.

"Blitzo! Have you not been training like you're supposed to?! I don't care if your mom is fucking sick you need to be here at practice boy!" Dirt was kicked in Blitzø's face making him cough hard. He tried to wipe the dirt out of his face quickly before Buckzo kicked him in his ribs. The air left Blitzø's lungs at the assault. He eventually stood up after his father left to go take his anger out on the other performers. It was always him first though. He got the worst of it.

Barbie was waiting for him with an ice pack and a sad look on her face, "He has been sneakier about getting to you while I'm away hasn't he." She handed Blitzø the ice pack which he gladly accepted while nodding.

"Yeah, but I'm over it. Let's go home and see mom."

The twin imps left the circus tent walking towards their home when they ran into FizzaRolli.

"Hey Blitzo! Barbie." Fizz never liked Barbie, but sucked it up for Blitzø's sake as he threw his arm over Blitzø's shoulders and kissed his cheek.

Blitzø laughed pushing Fizz away, "Come on Fizz! Not in front of my sister!"

Barbie made a gagging motion and walked ahead to get away from Blitzø and Fizz. Blitzø sighed, but was immediately cheered up by Fizz who was making faces at him and acting like the clown he was. Blitzø smiled at Fizz feeling extremely happy.

"Let's go see my mom."

Months had passed since that day. Blitzø was sitting at his mother's grave tears streaming down his face with Barbie and Fizz sitting on either side of him. He missed his mom so much. He hugged Fizz tightly, crying into the other imp's chest as he received a tight squeeze back from Fizz.

"I know how much you miss your mom Blitzo, but you have to get out of this rut. Let's go have some fun, okay? I need to get away from this graveyard. We've been here every single day after shows."

Blitzø couldn't believe what he was hearing. Apparently the person he thought he was able to lean on was just wanting him to fulfill his own selfish needs. He just wanted to sulk in his own anguish. He looked up angrily at FizzaRolli.

"If you don't want to fucking be with me Fizz then you can fucking leave! I need you to be with me right now while I'm grieving and you're always just thinking of your-fucking-self! Just go away…" Blitzø leaned on his sister's shoulder who had stood quiet as her brother blew up at his boyfriend.

FizzaRolli scowled, "Fine! Stay here and be fucking depressed for the rest of your life! I got what I wanted out of you anyways!"

Blitzø looked up shocked. He angrily screamed and punched Fizz in the face. Barbie immediately grabbed Blitzø's arms holding him back.

"Blitzo! He's not worth it! Dad would kill you if he knew you were beating up his prized act!"

Blitzø pulled out of Barbie's grasp and pinned Fizz to the ground, punching him repeatedly. He didn't care about the repercussions. He just wanted Fizz dead. The red in his vision cleared as he saw Fizz was beaten to a pulp. He stood up and pointed an accusatory finger at Barbie.

"You have never been a fucking help to me. I've always taken the blame for you. You're just as bad as that sorry excuse for a clown!" Blitzø yelled towards Fizz as he ran off tears streaming down his face. He had hidden behind a row of garbage cans and pulled his mom's skull pendent out of his pocket. He held it close to his chest and then clipped it on around his neck.

Next thing he knew he was being pulled up from behind the garbage by his father whose face was bright red. Buckzo slammed Blitzø against the side of the building, holding him by his neck. His vision started to have spots in it as he barely heard his father talking.

"You need to fucking leave now. You are no son of mine." Blitzø was thrown on the ground, gasps for air leaving his mouth along with coughing. He watched Buckzo leave him there by himself. Blitzø didn't bother going back to the house for fear of seeing Barbie or his dad. He was walking out of town as Barbie caught up to him.

"Blitzo wait!"

Barbie was completely out of breath when she had caught up with him. She looked up at her brother, "I'm coming with you."

Blitzø shook his head, "The fuck you are. I'm not letting you ruin your life because of me. I'm the fuck up remember? I'm the one dad deemed responsible for all your fuck ups, everything going wrong with the circus, and to top it off he blames me for what happened to mom. I'm not doing this anymore. Never again. I'd rather be alone then deal with anymore fucking abuse and heartbreak by people I thought cared about me." Blitzø left his sister in his tracks as he walked out of town.

Stolas was watching Blitzø recant the shortened version of how his past had such a grand effect on him. He pulled the upset imp close to his chest and kissed the top of his head. Blitzø had been crying as he remembered everything in his past. He just hadn't wanted to relive any of it, but for the sake of his relationship with Stolas he had to. He looked up at his partner who looked saddened at the memories he had been told.

"Blitzy. Let me explain something to you. I will never do any of those things to you. Those people were insensitive, narcissistic, assholes who had no business being that harsh and cruel to you." Stolas lifted Blitzø's chin with his finger and gently placed a kiss on each of Blitzø's tear-filled eyes.

Stolas now understood what Blitzø had been dealing with in his head when he would blow up at him. He never wanted history to repeat and he would make sure that it wouldn't. Stolas held Blitzø at arm's length, looking down at his partner, and cupped his cheek gently.

Blitzø leaned into the touch, tears still rolling down his face, "Everything that happened at Loo Loo Land and Ozzie's was because of me. Because of Fizz and how he just threw me to the side when I needed him the most. I just-"

Blitzø's face contorted in pain as his hands flew down to his stomach. He looked up at Stolas who was looking at him wide eyed. Blitzø rubbed his pregnant middle soothing the pain and sighing as it diminished. He looked up at Stolas sadly, "Maybe we shouldn't talk about this anymore. The babies don't seem to like it."

Stolas silently agreed, "How about we go to the bathroom and I'll run you a warm bath?"

Blitzø smiled deviously, wrapping his arms around Stolas' neck and leaning in close to his ear, "As long as you join me I wouldn't mind that at all."

Stolas blushed hard holding Blitzø around his waist kissing his neck, "Love, you are three months pregnant with twins. You cannot be a cock tease like this."

Blitzø laughed and kissed Stolas hard, "I can do whatever the fuck I want. They aren't coming out anytime soon."

Stolas rolled his eyes playfully. He picked Blitzø up, setting him gently down on the floor so he would be able to walk himself to the bathroom which Blitzø appreciated. He wasn't bedbound…yet.

They walked into the bathroom and Blitzø sat on the floor already winded from walking such a short distance. He couldn't believe how much his body had changed to accommodate the growing twins. It made him think of his mom and how she must've felt while carrying Barbie and himself. He sighed at the thought shaking it away as to not stress himself out anymore than he already was.

Stolas had turned on the bathtub faucet before turning to look at Blitzø who looked sad all over again. He sat next to Blitzø on the floor wrapping an arm around his waist to let him how he was there.

Blitzø looked up at Stolas and leaned against his arm, "I don't know what going on Stols. One minute I'm fine and the next I'm crying all over again." Blitzø was picked up by Stolas and placed onto the prince's lap.

"I believe it is just a hormonal imbalance from carrying. That's all. No need to worry though darling. I'm here to soothe all your worries and emotions. That's what a partner is here for." Stolas said as he began to carefully undress Blitzø. He placed kisses on every part of Blitzø's exposed skin taking extra care to focus on his stomach.

Blitzø's eyes filled with love as he watched Stolas kiss every part of him. He touched Stolas' head feathers softly causing the prince to look up at him curiously. Blitzø just shook his head smirking.

"I love you Stolas."

Stolas turned bright pink, a surprised hoot leaving his lips before he touched Blitzø's face and kissed him passionately. He undressed himself, not once breaking the kiss until he had to pull his shirt off. He gently helped Blitzø into the warm bath water seeing his partner melt as his strained muscles were soothed.

Stolas stepped in behind Blitzø, sitting down and pulling the imp close to his chest till his back was touching him. Stolas leaned back against the tub just savoring the moment. Blitzø wrapped his tail around Stolas' waist to keep them close as he leaned on the prince's chest, closing his eyes. He opened them only when he felt Stolas wrap his hands around Blitzø's stomach and magic pulsating out of his partner's hands.

Blitzø looked up to see the portal-like image of his babies in his womb, leaning further onto Stolas. The twins both majorly resembled Stolas, but had distinct imp-like features with their horns and skinny tails that he saw were growing feathers. They both weren't taking on neither Stolas or Blitzø's coloring, but were a beautiful redwood color, a mix of Stolas' grey and Blitzø's red.

Blitzø closed his eyes wanting nothing more than to just be in this moment forever. With his partner and pregnant with their children. He felt the magic dissipate as Stolas continued to rub Blitzø's stomach with tenderness and care. He placed a hand over Stolas' and leaned his head back looking up at Stolas who had already been staring at him, his white pupils lovingly looking his way.

Blitzø blushed, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

Stolas shrugged and nuzzled his face into Blitzø's neck, "No reason Blitzy…"

They finally left the bathtub, drying themselves off, dressing in their pajamas, and heading back to bed. Stolas tucked Blitzø in since the imp was already falling asleep the moment he hit the pillows. He kissed Blitzø's temple whispering goodnight and a soft 'I love you'.

Stolas headed to his study and the moment he sat down; his phone began to ring. He picked it up clearing his throat.

"Goetia Residence. Who is calling at such a late hour?" Stolas was tapping a pen on his desk.

"Prince Stolas! How are you dear friend?" Stolas heard the familiar airy voice of Lucifer on the other end of the phone. He wasn't in the mood to talk to Hell's overlord and had been avoiding him since his divorce with Stella.

"I'm doing as well as I possibly could be doing. What is the purpose of this call? Do you need something from me?"

The line went silent, making Stolas think the call dropped. His face flushed as he heard Lucifer's voice deepen drastically.

"I heard through the grapevine you're harboring an imp at your residence. I also heard that he's pregnant and with your spawn. Is that true, my dear friend?"

Stolas gulped and pulled at the collar of his shirt. He hadn't thought to tell Lucifer about what he had been enduring over the past few months, but he never intended to keep it a secret. He cleared his throat.

"If it is true, what would you be doing in regard to the imp? Not anything harsh I assume." Stolas was extremely nervous at the thought of harm coming to Blitzø or his children. He wanted everything to be okay, but with Lucifer, nothing was certain.

"If it is true, Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia, proper measures will be taken in regard to the imp. I hope you aren't planning on doing anything rash like making him royalty, are you? Because you know your image is already tainted because of Stella. Granted I never liked that raging bitch, but I can't have you flaunting around an imp as if he were to become royalty. It isn't possible."

Stolas had begun to get irritated with Lucifer, holding the phone tight in his hand. He wasn't going to let the king of hell talk about his partner and children in such a manner. He didn't care about the repercussions.

"Lucifer, I will inform you that it is true. I also am going to inform you that yes, in time, I do plan to make him my husband. We have been trying to cope with the newness of our lives together and you're not going to threaten me, my partner, or my children in such a manner."

Stolas heard Lucifer chuckle on the other end of the line, "Go ahead then, Prince Stolas. I won't stop you, but I won't protect you from whatever comes from this."

And with that, Lucifer ended the call leaving a stunned and worried Stolas to remain with his thoughts.