"Alright, who's the smart ass invited us to this DISGUSTING warehouse!" The female avian aristocrat that is Stella shrieked out in front of the Overlords sitting around the round table like some kind of mafioso dealing happening.
"Sheesh lady…" Striker quietly whispered beside her, he was a tall red imp (still short compared to her) in a wild western get-up.
It was indeed a warehouse, an abandoned one at which to Stella's point of view it was "disgusting" for lacking the regal architecture she is used to. Scanning the spacious room and the table surrounded by the Overlords of the Pride Ring.
But some of the chairs are missing occupants?
"Well, it wasn't us clearly, a little bird delivered a letter to us to come to this address." The white lady, Carmine answered.
"Here I thought radios were old school…" The Screenhead sinner, Vox muttered quietly.
"Hmm~ I reaaally don't have the time for surprise meetings, I got a smut film on schedule." The Porno king, Valentine offhandedly complained.
"Yeah! I should be in Lu Lu World by now but this emergency meeting is messing up my plaaaans!" The social media girl-sinner, Velvette immaturely whined.
"Guys! Gals! This is very much important." a female voice came from the shadows in the distance.
Everyone looked in her direction as she slowly strutted her way down to the table revealing herself to be none other than from the Von Eldritch family; Helsa. She cruelly smiled at them before posing in front of them
"What's the big idea, Envy demon? Where are the others?" Vox queried her about the other Overlords.
Helsa kept her smile before answering, "Oh Khorne~ Show your colleeectiooon!"
Then more came from the shadows a pink succubi with butterfly wings struts down to her seat, a small male imp in a mafia attire smugly smiled at them before taking a seat too, and a red imp-hellhound roided hybrid marches…
… Four heads were thrown on the table, heads of other Overlords.
He then chops his blessed white axe on the wooden table and pulls a seat for himself.
The Overlords were stunned to see their fellows' heads right in front of them, some of these folks they had just talked to. Some of the Overlords bared their teeth with anger for such lowly beings as these hellborns to challenge them?! Unthinkable! But being assisted by a Von Eldritch made them uneased at Helsa.
Stella could only huff at the little politics these lowly sinners play, she's a Goetia, she's better than these slumlords. However, her eyes landed on one missing seat.
"Aren't you gonna sit as well?" Stella directed her question at Helsa.
Helsa could only shake her head, "It's for someone you're familiar."
From above the roof window, the red moonlight turned blue as a shadow cast on the table, this shadow morphed into a physical-liquid goop before manifesting into a blue avian of egyptian theme.
TOOT! A party horn hooted.
"Hi, Sister!" Tzeentch exclaimed.
"I'm divorced from your brother, Dumbass!" Stella shouted back, "You planned this didn't you?!"
"Of course I did! Who else?" Tzeentch joyfully answered before turning to the rest of the demons, "You might be wondering why you all are here and why some of you aren't ahead of the game?"
His joke earned him a giggle from Slaanesh while Khorne, Crimson, and the Overlords grumbled.
"First is that… Four of us are taking a seat in the Overlord's membership." Tzeentch revealed which made the Overlords shout in defiance at him.
"If you think being an Ars Goetia is gonna save you?! Think again!" Vox yelled out.
"Yeah, we outnumber you foo'." Valentine grinned as he arms his deagle.
"What makes you think you could just join us?!" Velvette screeched at him.
As the Overlords let out their sour opinions of him, Stella could only roll her eyes at her ex-husband's foolish brother while Striker was smirking at the show this blue blood was putting on.
Stella coughed which silenced everyone, this gave her the chance to say, "Why would you lower yourself to a mere Overlord? I know who you are, Tzeentch. I know there must be a reason you made this grievous decision."
"Well, that's the second part… As an Ars Goetia, I have connections… Deep connections and special access that you Overlords don't have for being Sinners, much less lowborn demons like these three." His clawed finger pointed at his Runiouse Ruffians, "We three have way more access to resources from the other rings not unlike you sinners huddling in the Pride ring."
"And what would you do to the rest of Goetias?" Stella asked with mild intrigue.
"Nothing yet, I'm already worthless in their eyes thanks to my father banning me from owning a grimoire, much less the ability to read one..." Tzeentch grumbled before looking up bright again.
"To my third part… Do you find anyone missing?"
"Uhhh? Where's the prick and Rosie?" Vox scanned the room and then glanced at the decapitated heads on the floor, "I don't see antlers here."
"While I do like that fawn, Alastor doesn't have much ambition to only be comfortable finding any form of entertainment he comes across really. Such a waste of such a talented schemer." Tzeentch sadly explained in his disappointed tone.
"Anyway, my fourth part is…"
Light shines from above as darkness is taken away to uncover an Exterminator Angel with a black halo floating from above, grinning down on them.
"I am Lute, some of you may know me as Adam's right-hand lady."
"HOLY SHIT!" Velvette shrieked out.
"Ease yourselves, children of Adam," Lute made the pushing motion with her hands to calm the tension, "It's not even the Extermination day so relax for a moment."
"Wha-WHAT! You brought an angel?!" Striker yelled at the smug blue avian while being horrified at the Exterminators above him.
"Nay, they are but women! I love that song…" Tzeentch giggled at that.
"Gosh, I don't have time for your references! What were you thinking?!" Stella pinched the bridge between her eyes in stress.
"My Great Plan coming to fruition!" Tzeentch rejoiced as he did not care for the shitstorm he just orchestrated.
"And that is?~" Helsa offhandedly commented.
"A musical to be exact! Slaanesh, start the melody!" Tzeentch directed at the pink succubi which she gladly complied by snapping her fingers to enchant the room.
~I never thought humans essential~ Tzeentch switched his voice to a more masculine voice instead of the silly nerd-like one, proving that he indeed has talent like his half-brother.
The Sinner Overlords tilted their heads in question as they murmured to themselves.
~You're crude and unspeakably plain~ The lyrics earned them an ire of the offhand insult.
~But maybe you've a glimmer of potential~ However, the switching tune gave the sinners a twinkle in their eyes.
~If allied to my vision and brain~ Tzeentch lept on the table and leaned down on the sinners as he spun his torso clockwise and he peered down with black-void eyeless-souless sockets.
~I know that your powers of retention~ His claws glowed with pink flames with the sinners responded to show their powers; Vox had electricity coursing around him, Valentine blowing red smoke and Velvette clinking her potions
~Are as wet as a stingray's backside~ His claws gently scraped mucus from his blue stingray companion that swam beside him.
~But thick as you are, pay attention!~ Tzeentch stomped on the wooden table which caught them unawares.
~My words are a matter of Pride~ Now the Overlords leaned out from their seats with intrigue.
~It's clear from your vacant expressions~ Tzeentch flew in the background and walked around them as he kept singing.
~The lights are not all on upstairs~ Tzeentch looked above to Lute who was listening to his music.
~But we're talking kings and successions!~ He then puts on a blue bowler hat with a golden crown imprint on his fluffy head.
~Even you can't be caught unawares!~ A blessed spear struck down at the table much to the fear of the Overlords.
~So prepare for a chance of a lifetime~ Tzeentch flew above within the spacious warehouse and around the table of Overlords.
~Be prepared for sensaaational neeews~ Tzeentch gleefully sang as he dialed a remote control to a Vox's head (Much to his frustration) which showed 666 NEWS discussing the wedding between Seviathan and Octavia with Helsa grinning at the news.
~A shining new era~ Tzeentch lands on the table before switching back to Vox's face while the TV Overlord still growling.
~Is tiptoeing nearer~ He then tip-toes on the wooden surface before kicking away the decapitated heads.
"And where do we feature?" Velvette asked with allurance to Tzeentch's words.
~Just listen to teacher.~ Tzeentch puts his clawed finger to the air like an intellect would.
~I know it sounds sordid~ Tzeentch sarcastically sang while shrugging at the grumbling Stella, who is mad finding out her daughter was getting married off to someone that isn't an Ars Goetia.
~But you'll be rewarded~ This made Tzeentch jump down beside Stella and reassure her with a massage to the shoulders.
~When at last I am given my dues~ He pulls out a handheld mirror next to her face and within the glass was an image of a crystal wand belonging to her brother Andrealphus.
~And injustice deliciously squared~ Tzeentch spun the mirror to Striker who saw Andrealphus bleeding on the floor with bullet holes.
~Be prepared!~ Then the rest of the Overlords rejoicely sang along with him!
"Be prepared for what exactly, Smart guy?" Crimson asked as his hand grasped his chin.
~For the death of the king!~
"Why is he sick?~" Crimson chuckles at his sarcasm.
~No fool, we're gonna kill him and Lilith too~
"Great idea, Master Adam really hates that snake!" Lute exclaimed as she gripped her spear with excitement.
"No king, no king, la-la-la-la-la-la" Velvette sang childishly like a nursery kid.
~Idiots, there will be more kings!~
"Huh, What do you mean exactly?" Valentine huffed out red smoke as he squinted his eyes.
~You will be kings!~ Tzeentch pointed all 9 fingers at them ~Stick with me and you'll never be killed ever!~
"Yay, alright, long live to us!" Vox cheered for themselves as more Overlords chanted, "Long live to us! Long live to us!"
~It's great that we'll soon be connected~ Now the all sinner Overlords held each others' shoulder and started singing to the fullest, ~With a lead who'll be all-time adored~
~Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected~ Tzeentch raised his palm to them which made them pause in their fun.
~To take certain duties on board~ Tzeentch snapped his fingers to summon paper contracts from blue fire and landed on their hands.
~The future is littered with prizes~ Tzeentch teleported behind them as he sprinkled twinkling glitter over their heads.
~And though I'm the main addressee~ The Eagle Demon envelops the sinners in his elongated blue wings, ~The point that I must emphasize is…~
~You won't get a win without me!~ He bellowed an inhuman squawk which made them retreat on their seats then he turned to Vox with a remote and switched to a Cannibal Commercial.
~So prepare for the coup of the century, Be prepared for the murkiest scam~ Tzeentch threw two daggers at one on Lu Lu Land Poster and the other at a Lilith concert poster.
(Oooh… La! La! La!) The commercial continued playing their jingle on Vox's screenhead.
~Meticulous planning, (We'll have food!) Tenacity spanning, (Lots of food!) Evasions of rule, (We repeat!) Is simply why you'll,— (Endless meat!)
Then the channel was switched into a choir of angels broadcasted from heaven, ~(Ahhhhh)~
~—Be king undisputed, respected, saluted And seen for the wonder you jam!~
Blue smokes to contrast Valentine's red smoke dominated as mirrors glide everywhere to show dreams or possible events; Dead Blue Bloods, Enslaved Spider, First Man's Obsession, Caged Mother, Diseased Eden, Stone cast on a Brother, Forbidden Love, Avian Swimming and Aquatic flying together, Warhammer smashing against a Flaming Sword, an Orange being peeled as an Apple rots, a Deer eating said rotten apple, Two scissors, a Glass Popstar, a Crying Succubi, Malice from Azathoth's tears.
~Yes, my claws and ambitions are bared~
~(Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!)~ The Angelic choir kept playing as Tzeentch perverted their holy melody.
~Be prepared!~ Everyone rejoiced alongside the Trickster with the exception of Khorne, Stella, and Crimson.
~Yes, our claws and ambitions are bared~
~Be prepared!~
Author here: This stuff isn't canon to the fic, just a random musical I thought while listening to a Disney classic. Some stuff could be in Ruinous Ruffians, some are just probably never implemented as they're just ideas I had brainstorming.
But hey at least you caught the gist of Tzeentch's deeds and intentions, it's not the whole but a good chunk of this will be shown (Just without the musical, just plain writing).
I'm gonna put this on Hiatus until I catch up with Hazbin Hotel and maybe focus on other existing stories.
