For /OneHelluvaBunny - Fizzarolli and Blitz reunite and catch up with each other several years down the line.
"Knew you'd be late," Fizzarolli sneered, without malice, as his old circus partner clambered out of his van.
"Bitch, I went to the trouble of getting your favourite fruity drink." Blitzø waggled the plastic cup of bright pink something mock-threateningly. "I could always tip this down the gutter."
"Oh, go fuck yourself." Fizz extended a prosthetic arm to snatch the cup before the other imp could make good on his 'not-really-a-threat' threat. He brought it to his mouth and sipped as Blitzø sat down next to him on the rusty park bench.
There was a long, awkward silence, and the jester made it halfway through his drink.
Blitzø cleared his throat more times than was strictly necessary. "So… how have things been?"
"Uhh…good! Good." There was more awkward silence. Fizz swirled his cup around, making the ice cubes inside clatter as they spun. "What about you?"
"Same, I guess…" Blitzø hummed. "Loona's working full time in the field now… and I'm sure your rooster knows this but Via's absolutely terrifying the piss out of the old Goetia establishment."
"Lemme guess: the house is feeling emptier? You and your prince have a bit of empty nest syndrome?"
"And how the fuck would you know what that's like?"
"Hey, I have to farewell hundreds of Banana Puddings after every International Clown Week." Fizz gave a melodramatic sniffle. "They're like children to me!"
"You're still calling your balloon animals that? God, you're ridiculous."
"Aw, zip it."
They fell into silence again, staring at the patchy grass and shrubs. Fizz finished his drink.
"You know, I still cannot figure out how you made legless balloon animals every single time."
"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Blitzø shrugged. "Got a balloon? I wanna see if I can remember this trick."
"I'm a jester, of course I have balloons on me at all times." Fizz scoffed, digging around in his pockets. "You better get it right first time, Blitz."
"Why? Do ya miss Wormhorse?"
"'Course not, just – just do the thing, dumbass."
Blitzø just grinned as he accepted the balloon from his old friend.