Ok, so... Blitzø didn't know how he would pay for the rent for his office, he had been avoiding the landlord of his flat for three weeks now, he didn't have enough money for salary for his two employees, he couldn't even afford a simple breakfast for his daughter and he was hungry as well. To summarize, the imp was in deep shit... again.

And additionally, it started raining. In deep wet shit then. The universe should at least give him some opportunity to steal an umbrella, but noooo. Suddenly everyone was very grateful of having anything, what would protect them from the falling water.

Blitzø sighed. It was pointless to sit on a bench near one of noisiest streets in Imp City, but coming home with bad news also wasn't something for which he was looking forward.

Then it happened - a tall person passed him and something fell out from his pocket. The assassin glanced at all passer-bys, who seemed oblivious that an object landed on wet street. They were probably too big and prideful to lower themselves to pick it up, but the imp wasn't one of them.

After a closer inspection, Blitzø noticed that it was photo of a baby demon-owl. It looked old and used, but also well cared (it was actually a miracle that the water didn't destroy it at all). The imp didn't have to go and seek its owner, he should have kept it and maybe there could be even a reward for whoever would find it, but something warm seemed to glow from the photo and he couldn't just leave it alone.

"Oi! You, tall guy! Stop!"

Thankfully, Blitzø could easily pick the hooded owner of the item in the crowd, but reaching him was another story, especially that all sinners and other hellish creatures didn't want to get out of his way. Damn, his small size.

"You idiot, you lost something!"

To his annoyance, the stranger only speeded his steps.

"Come on, you moron, I'm trying to help and you... Fuck."

The person in huge blue cloak turned around to notice Blitzø at last, who suddenly frozed in the middle of his movement and as the result - fell down. It was an owl. A prince. Prince Stolas! Fuck, he called him idiot and moron... Hell, he was gonna die here!

"Yes?" the tall demon asked, oblivious that the imp's heart would soon jump out from his rib cage.

Okay, give him that and for fucking Christ Satan Lucifer Whatever run away!

"... you... lost... it." Blitzø choked out, when he managed to get up.

The prince hesitantly glanced at the photo in the red creature's hand, but then his face changed instantly and he quickly took the item and hugged it to his chest.

"On seven rings of hell, thank you! Thank you very much! I wouldn't know what I would do, if I lost it!"

"It's just a photo." he was looking confused between the owl and the photo. "You can make a copy of it or something..."

"I probably should have." the demon put the item inside his cloak. "It's silly to admit, but there have always been more important things to do and somehow I have been constantly postponing it. I mean it always sits safely at my desk, so I have never been afraid that something would happen to it."

"Or your staff is well paid or terrired of you... " Damn, shut up.

"Huh?"

"Umm... I mean, don't royals like you, usually hire someone to do other stuff?" he pointed at a colourful box in Stolas' hands. "You are shopping, right?"

"Oh, it's a birthday present, I wanted to look for it by myself and also to find a nice frame for the photo. It may not be to her taste, but she always liked it, when she was small and she may appreciate the sentiment..."

The owl prince stopped suddenly, as if realising that he said too much. Well, there clearly was more, but Blitzø refrained from commenting, what actually kept him interested was the person about whom was talking the prince. She? The imp put two to two together.

"Oh, the baby! She is your daughter. I also have one!" the assassin took out his mobile phone, which somehow even wet, was still working. He never missed a chance to show off his daughter, no matter that she often had a frown on her face. Loona was still beautiful. "See?"

"Is that... a hellhound?" Stolas asked uncertainly.

"She is adopted."

The prince's started expressing a consternation, he glanced at the imp, then at Loona, he opened his mouth and closed it, then opened again, but nothing came out from it. Stolas might have been a royal, but when his daughter was concerned, Blitzø never cared about it.

"Fine! Think whatever you like, but she is wonderful girl and no money in the hell and heaven would make me think otherwise!"

The red creature turned away and this time he really intended to reach his home, but the world indeed didn't like him today. A huge amount of water fell on him from the roof, a car splashed him with mud and his stomach growled so loud that a few sinners glanced at him confused, when walking by. Was that what a person got when trying to do something good?!

"Somebody kill me already..." Blitzø muttered.

"I believe that it won't be necessary." an umbrella magically appeared in Stolas' hand, which he put above the imp. "I see that you are in need and as my thanks for bringing back to me the photo of my Octavia, please let me invite you to dinner in my palace."

The imp looked suspiciously at the owl.

"I hope that I won't be the main meal."

"Huh? What? No, not at all. We don't eat imps... if they don't wish it." he giggled.

"Should I be running away right now?" Blitzø raised an eyebrow. "Because suddenly you're giving me mixed vibes."

"Please, forgive me. I don't have any bad intentions." Stolas said. "You are wet and hungry. Please come with before you would catch a cold. My palace is close by."

"Seriously? Me?"

Was it even possible? The assassin had heard that some high-ups weren't so prejudiced, as everyone thought them to be. But this? He had just picked up a small thing from the ground. Small, just like him among tall sinners and demons alike.

"Of course. I would be honoured to have such handsome imp as my guest."

"Well, if you say so." he said flattered. "By the way, I'm Blitzø, O is silent."

"...O?" the prince blinked, but then smiled again and somehow the imp realised that he started being found of that smile. "I'm Stolas."

"I know."

Maybe that day wouldn't be so shitty after all.