This is the 22nd chapter. I don't own the series of Helluva Boss.
Warning: This story contains, violence, strong language, horny demons...and yes, it's for mature audiences. Viewer discretion advised.
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The scene begins with a wide shot of Asmodeus' palace, in which they're in the bedroom. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus are sleeping together in the same bed. An alarm clock shaped like a rooster with an erected penis goes off, which wakes up Fizzarolli.
He punches the clock and stretches his arms out to the kitchen, scaring a laundry succubus wearing an apron and black panties, destroying a chandelier, and pours himself some coffee. But, he burns himself so he takes the whole pot back, passing the same laundry woman from before, making her twirl in place, and sets it on a desk. He stretches out and grabs one of his hats, and stretches. Fizzarolli grabs the coffee and drinks it, before throwing it away and stretching himself above Asmodeus.
"Rise and shine, Ozzie!" Fizzarolli said excitedly, leaps in midir and grabs the curtains.
Fizzarolli shakes an airhorn and blows it, startling Asmodeus, who lays back down while the jester imp laughs.
"Ugh, again with a horn?" Asmodeus asks with a groan, turns his bed and covering his head with a pillow.
"Don't blame me, blame how fuckin' fun they are!" Fizzarolli said with a smirk, lays next to him with a 3-D glasses and blows his horn again, then goes through the list. "M'kay, SO; today you have a meeting with the distributor about the new shipment of vvvibrators. Then, you gotta host a safety meeting because of what happened with the old shipment of vvvibrators. And then, you have a nooner with Prince Stolas."
As he speaks, Asmodeus gets out of bed and puts on his robe.
"You scheduled me during lunch?" Asmodeus asks with a sigh, raising his eyebrow and glances at him.
"Well, you're pretty good at 'squeezing things in'." Fizzarolli said teasingly, squeezes the robe in, eyeing Asmodeus' ass, before stretching onto his shoulder. "But I left time for a big o' breakfast!"
"Lemme guess, I'm handling that too?" Asmodeus asks with a smirk.
"I mean, unless you want me to take a crack at cooking again?" Fizzarolli questions, causing Asmodeus to laugh.
"NO. Never again." Asmodeus said with a deadpan look after stop laughing.
"Whaaat?" Fizzarolli said innocently. "Maybe I could burn the milk this time!"
"Stoooop~..." Asmodeus said, trying to get him to stop speaking as Fizzarolli stretches himself above him.
"OH! You know what I'm craving? Burgers!" Fizzarolli said excitedly.
"No! It's too early for burgers, ya manic!" Asmodeus points out, raising his eyebrows.
"Burger time! Burger time! Burger time!" Fizzarolli incanted as the two laugh together.
In the kitchen, while Asmodeus hums, making breakfast, Fizzarollis opens up a newspaper. A first article reads: 'WHITE HELLHOUND ROCKS AT OZZIE'S', which Fizzarolli remembered Antauri singing that song and it got him impressed. The second article was 'HALLOWEEN IN HELL IS A THRILLER', Fizzarolli noticed the images of Verosika and her posse, which he's impressed and noticed the other image of Antauri dancing next to Loona and Octavia, doing a zombie dance. Fizzarolli was surprised at that, and impressed of his dancing moves, though Antauri done it as a tribute to the late Michael Jackson. Then, he noticed the third article that reads: 'King of Oz-A HYPOCRITE?!' Fizzarolli nervously crumples the paper, stuffs it into a trash bin, then proceeds to throw the entire bin out of a window, which hits someone on the street. Asmodeus opens the door to the refrigerator, which lacks milk.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I can pick up some more while I'm out today." Fizzarolli suggests, eating a toast with jam.
"About that...You're still going to that contest rehearsal?" Asmodeus inquires, closes the refrigerator door and extends the plate of food to him. "Without me?"
"Well, y-you have a packed day today, and I know you aren't big on the whole Mammon thing." Fizzarolli said nervously. "So..."
"It's the Greed Ring." Asmodeus points out. "One of the cities is literally called 'Ransom'."
"Ah! You worry too much." Fizzarolli said with a scoff. You know I ain't afraid of ropes. 'Sides, I'm slippery~."
"I mean, only after I..."
"What?" Fizzarolli interrupts with his mouthful, turns to Asmodeus.
"What?" Asmodeus repeats, turns to Fizzarolli.
"Come on, Oz! I can be on my own one day!" Fizzarolli complains, talking with his mouthful.
"But you haven't been to the Greed Ring along since becoming Mam's big brand figure." Asmodeus points out with worry, putting the plates to the sink while Fizzarolli can only frown.
"I can get you an escort." Asmodeus offers while scratching the back of his head, much to Fizzarolli's annoyance.
"Augh! I can handle it!" Fizzarolli told him. "C'mon, Big Daddy. PWEEEEASE?"
Fizzarolli pulls puppy eyes into Asmodeus.
"Well, you know I can't say no to a face that cute." Asmodues replied with a snort, laughs as he leans down to his level.
"Mhm! That's why I use it." Fizzarolli said with a smirk, crossed his arms and boops his nose.
"Just try to stay out of trouble, Fizzy-frog." Asmodeus said teasingly, twirls Fizzarolli's tail with his finger.
"Ahh, stop it!" Fizzarolli said with a blush.
"Noooo~!" Asmodeus said teasingly.
Asmodeus picks Fizzarolli up in a tight squeeze, laughing. A small succubus walks into the room holding a stack of boxes.
"Ozz, I have the new shipment of-"
She stops as she sees the two. Asmodeus and Fizzarolli stare at the worker wide-eyed.
"Ya mind?! Trying to have an unemotional bang sesh here!" Fizzarolli said in annoyance.
"Yeah! Cuz we're so NOT in love!" Asmodeus adds, leans against his desk.
"Yeah! Love. Is. STUPID!" Fizzarolli adds.
The succubus sets the boxes down and walks out of the room, staring oddly at the two before closing the door.
"That was close, huh?" Fizzarolli said with a sigh of relief.
"Just come back when it's over, and keep your phone on ya, okay?" Asmodeus suggested with a sigh.
"Got it riiight here!" Fizzarolli replied, stretches and grabs his phone. "Be riiight back after! Don't worry, Ozz! I'll be super low-key. Nobody will notice me."
Fizzarolli sips his cup of coffee, while Asmodeus facepalms in doubt.
The scene transition to the Greed Ring, where Fizzarolli runs over a cup in a glamorous limo. He steps out onto purple carpet, while speakers and confetti blasters shaped like dildos pop out of the car. The confetti sprays over everyone, while one demon brushes it off, and another demon chokes to death on one of them. Fizzarolli walks off and his hell dogs, called quieves, come out of his car and start to feast on the corpse. Fizzarolli claps and whistles to get the quieves' attention to get going. They arrive and spiral around Fizzarolli, spinning him as he laughs. Roller skates come out of his shoes as he blasts off.
"Whoa! Girls, girls!" Fizzarolli shouts.
Fizzarolli laughs and rolls around the block with his quieves, skating at top speed, knocking over demons and hitting a trash can. His visor's built-in wipers to clean all the garbage off them.
"Man, it's great not being in the spotlight for once!" Fizzarolli said to himself with a smile.
All of the demons glare at Fizzarolli. While he's skating, Blitzo is currently getting kicked out of a shop by a hellhound.
"Look, lady, it's not MY fault if you only know how to make coffee that tastes like piss!" Blitzo yelled, points at the hellhound.
Fizzarolli becomes shocked, and hits the brakes on his skates while Blitzo stammers in fear.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, WHOA!" Blitzo exclaims, covers his face.
"Oh, wow. Lookee who it is." Fizzarolli said with a smirk.
"Oh, fuck...You again..." Blitzo groans in annoyance, stands up while Fizzarolli lift his shades up.
"Stalkin' me now, huh?" Fizzarolli taunts.
"Oh, don't fuckin' flatter yourself, clown." Blitzo remarked, turns to him. "I have my own life, y'know, without YOU in it."
"Uh huh, sure! Blitzo!" Fizzarolli mocks.
"The 'o' is silent now, bitch!" Blitzo snapped while Fizzarolli pets the quieves. "And gee whiz, we're been in each other's relative vicinity TWICE, in the last FIFTEEN YEARS! That would make me, THE SHITTIEST STALKER IN HISTORY!"
"Twice...IS ALREADY WAY TOO MUCH!" Fizzarolli mocks with a smirk, puts on his shades.
Fizzarolli shoves Blitzo out of the way and walks off. Blitzo dusts off and glares at Fizzarolli.
"Yeah, well at least I'm still actually working for my shit." Blitzo said. "And not getting everything handed to me like some pampered attention whore!"
Blitzo has struck a nerve in Fizzarolli as he growls in anger. He calms down when his albino queef rubs against him and hands him a bone. Fizarolli moves the bone to show the leash, with gold lettering saying 'From Ozzie with 💛'.
"Yeah, well...Guess that's what resilience and talent gets ya." Fizzarolli remarked with a taunt, chuckles as he turns to Blitzo. "Plus, my horns were always bigger than yours. Weren't they?"
It grows silent for a bit, while Blitzo stands in anger. Before Fizzarolli walks away, Blitzo charges at him and they start to get into a street fight. The scene shifts upward to find a skyscraper-like building where Crimson and Striker, who's in a demon lizard disguise and using a fake name as 'Snake Eyes' Hex, unknowingly reside.
"So, you say you're good?" Crimson asks, sitting on his chair at the office. "'Cuz we really need a big score right now."
"The best, killin' some bounties for as long as I can remember." 'Hex' told him with a smirk.
Alessio pours him a glass of wine, while he follows up Striker's response.
"Sure, but didn't kill a royal?" Crimson asks sternly.
"I was...busy." 'Hex' answered. "But I have a body count in the hundreds! I ain't afraid to go after anyone. Scumbags, women, kids-"
Striker's speech is interrupted by one of Fizzarolli's quieves getting launched into the window outside.
"And cute little-faced puppy-lookin' things. Don't matter!" 'Hex' continued.
Striker then catches onto the fact that some drama is going on outside. He walks over to the window to see the problem while listening to Crimson's judging.
"Hmm...I'll tell you what. If you can deliver something of value...I'll consider it." Crimson offers.
"One moment..." 'Hex' said with a smirk.
Striker opens the window and pulls out his lasso. He ropes the root of the problem, Fizzarolli and Blitzo, into the room and slams them against the wall, laughing sinisterly.
"Hired..." Crimson said with a smirk, laughing as the mafia aims their guns at the two.
"Seems I caught the worst assassin." 'Hex' said, pulls out his knife and slides toward Fizzarolli, pointing it under his chin. "And with a famous friend..."
"Oh, fuck me." Blitzo muttered, placing his fingers on his eyes.
"For the record, we are not friends." Fizzarolli points out, crossed his arms.
The scene cuts to Asmodeus' factory just below his palace, where they manufacture things for Ozzie's and for generals Lust Ring products. Currently, they are creating a new toy to test for the new vibrator shipment. An imp flies away with a box containing the test vibrator, while the scene pass some painter imps working on dildos. A transition can show two more imps fighting with dildos on the job, while the scene now pass to a different imp carrying the same vibrator.
"Larger, you can never be too large, you can never be too large." Asmodeus said with a laugh.
Then the scene sees a conveyor belt passing the test vibrator onto a hazmat-suited imp, who flies away to return the final product to Asmodeus.
"Hm...smaller, smaller. Get this spot right there, and that's good!" Asmodeus said, goes over the blueprints. "I like...ooh, I like that, that's good, mhm!"
Asmodeus now has the test vibrator in hand, before handing it back to the hazmat-suited imp, then looks over a blueprint to see if there's anything else needing to be modified. Two succubi then put the vibrator into the test chamber to see the results. After everyone puts on safety goggles, Asmodeus gives the thumbs up and they turn on the vibrator. The vibrator shakes violently and explodes, leaving everyone scorched, and the project is a failure.
Asmodeus groans, sitting alone in his desk, missing Fizzarolli when he looks at a painting of them together. Lightning strikes, as Fizzarolli's eyes strangely glow blue. Asmodues is startled, both by the lightning and his watch, signaling his alarm for his noon with Stolas. The scene then cuts to Stolas and Antauri sitting on a couch in the waiting room.
"Are you sure you want to stay here?" Stolas asks, turned to the white hellhound. "I can always open a portal home for you."
"Octavia and Stella are worried about you and since it hasn't been long after the incident." Antauri informed him. "I know you can handle this yourself, but you still need someone who can keep an eye on you and your well-being."
"I know, but you know Asmodeus can be..."
"He knows my parents, and it's good enough for me." Antauri interrupts.
Until, Asmodeus finally opens the door.
"Stolas! Hey there, birdy babe. Haven't seen you since you crashed my club, how you been?" Asmodeus asks with a giggle, closes the door. "Still gettin' yo' kink on with that feisty imp?"
Asmodeus then notices Antauri.
"Oh, Antauri. I saw that video of you on Halloween, pretty impressive. Especially of those zombie dance moves." Asmodeus said with a praise. "Haven't seen you since your first visit here, how you been?"
"I'm holding up alright, just getting by." Antauri replied. "No complaints here, Ozzie."
"Please, just call me Asmodeus whenever I'm not busy at the club." Asmodeus said. "But why are you here? Shouldn't be on for school?"
"His daughter ask me to watch over him." Antauri answered. "Since the incident of those western goons back at Wrath."
Asmodeus then understands what the white hellhound is telling him as Stolas spoke.
"Aha. Well, um, that's actually what I'm here about." Stolas said nervously. "You see, I um...seem to have found myself with...feelings for him. And I'm not sure if it's a mutual thing."
Both Asmodeus and Antauri grows unamused, assuming he's looking for something to immorally force Blitzo to love him.
"Well, I can tell ya, if you're looking for a love potion, you came to the wrong fucking guy." Asmodeus told him. "I don't fuck with that artificial bullshit! Lust shouldn't be about force...it's an ART! To be earned, and enjoyed. It's all about that journey to Pleasure Town...You feel me?"
As he speaks, he picks up two cereals and/or candies shaped like a penis and lips, and shoves the penis through the lips, demonstrating his point. He takes the penis out of the lips and lifts it to where Stolas is flustered through the mouth while Antauri blushed completely with steam coming out of his ears.
"Oh! No! Never, never that! I just, you see..."
Stolas then remembered as he turns to Antauri.
"Wait, then what did those succubi slip in your drink one time?" Stolas asks.
"Yeah, it ain't love potion." Antauri replied.
"Was it a red and pink vial?" Asmodeus inquires curiously.
"That's right, though I reckon that it's aphrodisiac." Antauri answered.
"Ooh, it's not just any aphrodisiac, it's a performance enhancer." Asmodeus told him. "They must've been thirsty for that knot of yours, but you're too young to be doing that."
Antauri shrugs and knows that he's right, but Asmodeus decides to devour his whole bowl of various sex-shaped cereals/candy.
"Anyway, this imp has a business he runs." Stolas explains, changing the subject. "He needs to access the mortal realm to carry out his work. I know your demons are some of the only ones who can traverse freely and legally. I was wondering if you could assist me in...finding a way he could too?"
As he speaks, Stolas uses his power to conjure up Asmodeus' book and places it on the table, the book seen in 'The Circus' that mentions Asmodean Crystals, surprising Asmodeus as he finishes his bowl of cereal/candy."
"Uh, what do you mean by that?" Antauri asks curiously, raising his eyebrow.
"He means about the Asmodean Crystals. It's a mineral that allows hellborns, such as you and Stolas, to access the human world, like his book." Asmodeus explains. "I mostly give them to the Succubi for their conduct to Earth-related business and it usually disguised as part of the jewelry."
"Oh yeah, Verosika and her group had one of those, so does Striker and Barbie." Antauri states.
"Who's Barbie?" Stolas asks, confused.
"She's Blitz's sister, but for some reason she doesn't like him very much. Don't why, but it ain't my place to tell." Antauri told him.
"But...Stolas, my heart bleeds for you, but my partner-Uh...Business partner, Fizzarolli, HATES your imp guy." Asmodeus points out, changing the subject. "Blitzo, right? Yeah...HAAATES."
Asmodeus clenches his hand into a fist to demonstrate.
"He did? But why?" Stolas asks, confused.
"Not my story to tell, but trust me. I would help if I could, but I can't. Sorry..."
Asmodeus notices his phone ringing with a notification of a new message from Fizzarolli's contact, listed as 'Froggie '. He smiles and opens the notification, causing the phone to fly across the room in a grand display and project a widescreen version of the message.
"Hello, Asmodeus." Crimson greets with a smirk.
Asmodeus, Stolas, and Antauri grow concerned at the appearance of Crimson, and not Fizzarolli.
"You don't know me, but you don't need to." Crimson said. "All you need to know if I have your little jester here with me."
The video shows Striker bringing Fizzarolli to the camera tied up with the tape over his mouth. Asmodeus grows enraged at the sight of this and tries to strangely grab the hologram out of anger. Antauri is also enraged at the sight of Crimson that clench your teeth to the point that saliva and blood drips from his fangs.
"If you want him back alive, you will give me exactly what I want." Crimson told him.
"Do you have any idea who you are FUCKING WITH?!" Asmodeus yelled.
Asmodeus' feathers glow a vivid neon version of his natural colors before his head bursts into red flames, showing his outrage.
"Asmodeus, it's recording!" Antauri snarled angrily.
"You probably just asked if I know who I'm dealing with. And, oh yes, I know. The weakest and non-threatening of the Sins." Crimson mocks. "The king who will do whatever it takes to save the worst-kept secret in all of Hell."
Asmodeus grows embarrassed and turns his away from the video, with Stolas becoming worried for him and trying to console with him. Stolas even tries to do the same with Antauri, but is frightened by his snarling.
"Crimson, you won't get away with this!?" Antauri snarled angrily.
"We both know you won't risk anything happening to the clown. So, be a good little bitch boy, and do the thing. My lawyers will be over shortly with the contract of demands. You have until the witching hour to sign it." Crimson said with a smirk, laughing. "Now, cut. I SAID CUT, YA FUCKIN' MORON!"
The phone falls back on the table. The whole room shakes and Asmodeus ignites with rage while Antauri grit his teeth and shake with rage. Stolas starts to back away as Asmodeus and Antauri roars with rage, making the whole room glow with a beam of energy.
"SONS OF FUCKING WHORES!" Asmodeus and Antauri yelled, but glances at each other.
"Why are you pissed off?" Asmodeus asks, confused.
"I'll tell you, Crimson tried to kill me and I.M.P. one time at the Greed Ring!" Antauri told him. "Thanks to Striker and the Cherubs, we're able to get away by the skin of our teeth!"
It got Asmodeus even more angry after the white hellhound informed him about it when Antauri turns to Stolas.
"Stolas, I-"
"I understand, I'm certain Via will also." Stolas nods.
"What? What's going on?" Asmodeus asks.
"Let's just say I've got unfinished business with that mobster and kill those cronies. And I can bring Fizzarolli back." Antauri told him, but his phone ring as he pulls it out.
It got a notification of a new message from Striker's contact. Antauri opens the notification, causing the phone to fly across the room in a grand display and project a widescreen version of the message.
"Hey, kid. If you got Crimson's message, you already know that Blitz and that clown over there is capture." Striker, in the original form, told him. "Anyway, I have to do that because I'm undercover."
Antauri, Asmodeus, and Stolas then listen carefully of what Striker is telling them.
"They'll be hiding at the abandoned warehouse and Crimson will be waiting with those contracts signing by that big blueblood, Ozzie." Striker told him. "I've got your weapons hidden inside of the car in the junkyard. But you're gonna have to get Stolas open the portal, in order for you to get it and head there."
The phone falls back on the table. Antauri then turns to Stolas, which the owl demon responds with a nod as he opens the portal.
"Asmodeus, I'm going after Crimson and bring Fizzarolli back." Antauri said with determine. "But once the lawyer arrives, stall some time."
Asmodeus was about to protest which it's too late, Antauri entered the portal.
The scene shows Alessio giving Crimson a lighter to smoke a cigar. He walks off, while a mafia goon throws Fizzarolli in a cage with Blitz, which Striker is on top of. Fizzarolli stammers in fear, while Blitzo scoots back.
"Oh, chill out, jester." Blitzo said in annoyance. "Christ on a stick, it's like you've never been tied up before!"
"Sure, but not by a bunch of psychos!" Fizzarolli grunts, falls down. "And a piece of shit!"
"Am I...? Okay, am I the psycho or the piece of shit?" Blitzo asks in confusion.
"Both!" Fizzarolli retorted without looking at him.
"Yeah, that checks." Blitzo said with a shrug as Fizzarolli sats up.
"How is this happening?!" Fizzarolli whimpers. "I was just supposed to grab some gas station milk and rehearse some juggling...!"
"Oh, relax, I'm sure your big royal chicken ain't gonna let anything happen to his peppy lil' fuckdoll." Blitzo said, even more annoyed.
Fizzarolli gets frustrated, and sits up straight to scoot in front of Blitzo.
"Ohh, playin' that card, huh? Ok...What about you?" Fizzarolli snarled. "Seems your taste have gotten more...'regal' lately..."
"Yeah, well unlike you, I fuck who I want, when I want." Blitzo argued. "I'm not gonna be tied down to some big blue-blooded asshole."
"You could've fooled me the way Princey was cozying up to you at Ozzie's." Fizzaroli taunts with a shrug, wraps his tail around himself with sparkly eyes and a smile.
"Hey!" Blitzo snapped. "Stolas only care about having a rugged peasant raw-dog him into his mattress, it's nothing...y'know..."
Fizzarolli gives him a look, knowing that he's in denial.
"It's nothing else." Blitzo said with a sigh.
"Then why were you even there?" Fizzarolli questions, raising his eyebrows.
"OTHER very important reason, of course." Blitzo remarked, sweating bullets.
"Whatever, I don't care." Fizzarolli said with a shrug.
"I mean Stolas is just a loud, thirsty bitch who loves feelin' the thrill of getting dicked by the lower class." Blitzo told him, much to Fizzarollis annoyance. "It's a novelty to him."
"...Literally just said I don't care." Fizzarolli retorted, tried to free himself.
"And then, he'll call me to see how my day was!" Blitzo continued. "And he'll pretend to care about me, and comment on my photos, and LAUGH AT MY JOKES-"
"Oh! Well that's 'definitely' your clue right there that it's all bullshit." Fizzarolli said sarcastically.
"I KNOW, RIGHT?" Blitzo snapped, causing Fizzarolli to roll his eyes due to his former friend not getting his obvious sarcasm. "He's just a fake, privileged asshole!"
"Sounds like you just hate him for bein' a prince." Fizzarolli points out seriously. "Because no one, and I mean no one pretends to care that much just for a cheap lay."
"Point is, royal demons don't give a shit about guys like us." Blitzo said with a glare, turns away. "They're all the fuckin' same."
"That's not...! A-always true...But, I guess you're right." Fizzarolli agrees. "They can't all be the same it some have taste, and some wanna fuck you."
"Can we talk about something other than my sex life?" Blitzo suggests in annoyance. "Satan's taint, is fucking that Lust guy make this what you're all about now?!"
"YOU brought it up, asshole!" Fizzarolli snapped when Striker bangs on the cage.
"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY?!" 'Hex' yelled in annoyance. "Bicker like a couple of teen skanks..."
Striker steps down onto some boxes, then leans towards their cage.
"As far as I'm concerned, you two are BOTH embarrassments to our kind for meddlin' with bluebloods to begin with." 'Hex' told them with a sigh. "But at least loud-mouth here has the same sense to only fuck his rich bitch, instead of bein' a little purse dog."
"Oh, great." Blitzo said with a scowl. "The fuckin' supremacist is on my side, wonderful."
"Neither of you filth bags know what you're even talkin' about." Fizzarolli said in annoyance, turns to Striker. "If you think you're superior to ANYONE, then you're no better than any royal-"
Striker grows agitated as Fizzarolli's words. Before he can continue, he grabs Fizzarolli by the neck to stop him from talking.
"DON'T. You. Dare...Finish that sentence, clown..." 'Hex' snarled angrily.
"HEY! Hick-for-hire! I said watch'em, not fuck'em." Crimson warns him sternly. "Keep ya hands off the merchandise!"
Striker frowns at Fizzarolli one more time, squeezing his neck before jumping off the cage.
"Eaugh! Ever heard of mouthwash?!" Fizzarolli yelled, pokes his head out of the cage. "FUCK FAAAACCCE!"
Meanwhile, Antauri is now at the junkyard, looking for his weapons as he took a quick glance at the car. He raises his eyebrow at that, but decided to approach toward the car. He then opens the door and notice the bag as he unzips it, revealed to be a variety of guns and a machete.
"Guess I got my work cut out for." Antauri said as he grabs the bag full of weapons, then head towards the warehouse.
"But you're not doing it alone." The voice of Striker said as he approaches with a smirk. "Feel up for a ride?"
The scene then cuts back to Stolas and Asmodeus.
"I hope the kid made it back alive with Fizz." Asmodeus said with worry. "I should be out there, finding Fizz, kill those bastards, and Crimson."
"I understand that, but you underestimate him." Stolas told him, leaving Asmodeus confused. "You see, Blitzey, Millie, Moxxie, and Loona trained him for only a year to become a deadly assassin. He even kill the humans on his own, despite his young age and size."
"Hmm...I should thank them for training him since they did take care of him for the past year." Asmodues suggests, but groans. "But let's just hope he can get there quick, 'cause I'm not looking forward for this."
Then the scene cuts back to Asmodeus, looking frustrated and slightly tired. He's holding the lawyer's contract for Crimson's ransom.
"Can I just sign it already?" Asmodeus groans. "Like, can we move this along?"
Crimson's lawyer shrugs, and gives him a pen. Stolas suspects that the lawyer being fine with this could mean something's off.
"Sire, you need to know the contents of this contract, you can't just sign it. A deal made with a Sin like yourself would be everlastingly binding...Perhaps I can look it over, I'm a fast reader." Stolas told him when Asmodeus reluctantly extends the contract to him, mumbles through the contract. "Oh! Hmmm...This is a contract giving Crimson all of Ozzie's factory assets. And, giving him permission to use Fizzarolli's head for a wall decoration."
Asmodeus grows outraged and rips the contract out of Stolas' hands.
"WAIT, WHAT?!" Asmodues shouts.
"Juuuust making sure you're paying attention! Here's the real contract."
Crimson's lawyer retrieves a stack of papers and shoves them forward on the desk.
"Oohoohoohoo! This will be fun! I love words!" Stolas said with delight, goes over the contract while Asmodeus becomes angry, and burns the fake contract.
Fizzarolli struggles to escape his imprisonment, while Blitzo just watches it all happen.
"Ya know? You're really bad at this." Blitzo states as Fizzarolli grunts and falls down again.
"Hmmm, ya know? Last time I checked, I was a FUCKING JESTER, NOT as escape arti-"
Fizzarolli's struggling gets him zapped due to rubbing his arms together in his wrap. He shoots up, his head slams the cage, leaving an indent, and he falls back down.
"I just wanna go home..." Fizzarolli sniffles.
"Hmm...You want me to get you out?" Blitzo asks, raising his eyebrow with a smirk.
"Y-y-yes..." Fizzarolli whimpers, turns away with reluctance.
Blitzo smiles as he stands up, raising his foot to extract his knife from under his shoe.
"You had a knife this whole time?!" Fizzarolli growls angrily.
Blitzo cuts the rope off himself, grabs Fizzarolli by the shoulder, startling him, with the knife pointed in his direction. Fizzarolli whimpers, thinking he's going to stab him, but Blitzo actually cuts the tape off him, freeing his arms. He tosses him the knife.
"Now stop bitchin' while I work this." Blitzo said.
From below, Blitzo observes his surroundings; an imp on a forklift, goons playing on a pool table, a muscular imp stacking a card tower, and a few more demons lounging-from there, he spots the cage's remote control.
"Ahhh, bingo!" Blitzo said with a smirk.
"So, what now, genius?" Fizzarolli questions quietly, massaging his arm.
"See that remote?" Blitzo asks, points down.
"I mean, I could stretch down there..."
"No, no...I have a better idea." Blitzo cuts in.
Blitzo shakes the cage, causing some boxes to fall. This creates a domino effect, as the boxes collapse nearby a few demons, throwing his beer mug in the air. As the muscular imp finishes his car tower, the rest of the demons cheer, but the moment is quickly ruined as the beer mug knocks is all down; causing the muscular imp, in a fit of rage, to pull out a gun and shoot nearly everywhere and everyone.
"Keep it down! I'm shootin' 8-ball ova here!"
"The fuck's going on?!"
As the gunfire continues, the imp on the forklift gets shot, causing the truck to spin out of control, knocking everything in its way.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP-"
He notices the forklift approcahing him.
"Oh, fuck me..."
The forklift knocks him in the air in slow motion with a few pool balls in motion, while Fizzarolli and Blitzo are observing the whole situation, with him enjoying popcorn. Amidst the explosion, the white cue ball lands on the scaffolding and rolls closer to the far end of the warehouse. Blitzo, with a drink, shifts Fizzarolli's head to see where this goes, with the cue ball making a stop, right about the remote. As it falls over, it hits the 'DOWN' button-but nothing seem to happen.
"Well...That didn't w-"
At the last second, the cage containing Blitzo and Fizzarolli immediately drops down and collapses. As the smoke subsides, Fizzarolli coughs while Blitzo dusts himself off while smirking, knowing his plan to free themselves had worked.
"Show off..." Fizzarolli said in annoyance, flips him off when the music was heard and Crimson and his goons came upon the commotion.
(Feeding the Fire-by Disturbed)
At that moment, both Striker and Antauri crash through the wall in the tiger shark's car with the demon chained to the grill. Striker drives a car around, running over some of Crimson's goons and making the shelves fall down, blocking the hole. Then, Striker slam on the brakes making the car turn 180 and slam into another goon, making him flip end over end, before stepping out and he and Antauri brandishing their shotguns, firing at the goons.
"Oh FUCK YEAH, Striker and Antauri to the rescue!" Blitzo shouts with a smirk.
"Blitz, catch!" Antauri said, tosses two pistols at him.
Blitzo catches them as he then starts firing at the goons.
"THE FUCK?!" Crimson yelled angrily, slams the drink at the floor. "GET THEM!"
One of the goons fire a net gun at Fizzarolli, but Blitzo pushes him out of the way. He grabs his hand to escape from the rapid gunfire. Blitzo spots a nearby gun and fires back. While Fizzarolli makes a run for it, two of the goons push down some boxes to prevent him from escaping, causing him to run back where he came from. As a bigger demon approaches him, he throws a juggling stick, and blowing an airhorn. But he still gets caught, then throws a banana peel, but no one slips on it.
"Augh, this usually works!" Fizzarolli grunts, struggling to break free. "Goddammit!"
"You're beyond useless here!" Antauri shouts in annoyance, fires his shotgun.
"Oh suck a dick, you-"
He's cut off as one of the mobster imp approaches, about to hit him with a cane.
"FUCK!" Fizzarolli shouts.
Striker shoot and kill both the bigger demon and an imp.
"You're welcome!" Striker said an annoyance.
Striker continue shooting more goons as Fizzarolli tries to slip away, only to bump into Blitzo.
"What the fuck, Fizz?! How is someone this flexible, this useless in combat?!" Blitzo shouts in annoyance as he dodges every one of the mafias attacks with Fizzarolli beneath him.
"I'm a performer!" Fizzarolli argued. "I sing, I dance, I promote products that I don't actually use...I don't do danger!"
A lone shark grabs him only for Striker to blow off the sharks head with his shotgun.
"What a pussy." Antauri and Striker said in annoyance.
"One of the rare occasions, we agree on something." Blitzo agrees as they climb up the ladder while he quickly shoots a mafia member aiming for them. "Good to know you're still wimpy circus-puss."
"I'd give you a comeback, but that'd imply I give a shit what you think." Fizzarolli growls, crossed his arms and turns away when the ladder nearly falls over.
"You always cared what I thought!" Blitzo snapped, pulls him up.
"After what you did to me?" Fizzarolli retorted with a chuckle.
"Save your spat when we get the hell outta here!" Antauri shouts.
Antauri shot a few more goons then one charges forward, he draws out a machete and slices him in the head. Striker shot a few more sharks and goons with his rifle, after he ran out of ammo with his shotgun.
"I didn't do anything! It was an accident!" Blitzo shouts.
"AN ACCIDENT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Fizzarolli snapped.
Cut to a flashback showing a younger Fizzarolli on a circus ball, while balancing spinning plates on sticks.
"You always had it out for me, because people liked me better!"
A younger Blitzo looks from the side of the tent with jealousy. Cut to a similar scene, but with the two as teenagers, where Cash Buckzo hands teen Fizzarolli a birthday cake, with the front reading, 'Wish you were my son'.
"You wanted me gone, because you were jealous! Just wanting the spotlight!"
Teen Fizzarolli looks over to Blitzo with a smile as he waves at him, but teen Blitzo glares at him with the curtains flapping at his wake. Suddenly, the curtains ignite with green fire.
"I looked up to you, I thought you were my best friend..."
The fire spreads quickly as the other circus performers, including Cash Buckzo scream and run for the nearest exits while teen Fizzarolli is knocked to the ground and quickly scrambles away to escape from the advancing fire.
"YOU RUINED MY LIFE!"
Scene cuts to a brief moment of a box full of fireworks mislabeled 'FIYAWORKS' and teen Fizzarolli opening a flap in hopes of a way to escape from the burning heat, but he's instead met with the fireworks. With no time to react, the fireworks explode before Fizzarolli's eyes and the whole circus burst into flames with his clown nose flying towards the screen.
"And then you left me..."
Once Fizzarolli's clown nose heads to the camera, transition to show a mangled and nearly lifeless Fizzarolli dragging his bloody body desperately towards teen Blitzo, who's standing in front of him with his right hand covering the right side of his face after the explosion.
"I lost so much because of you."
Next the two shots show Fizzarolli's broken horns disintegrating and chipped off, the scene turning to focus on Fizzarolli's eye watering with pain and desperation as a silhouette of teen Blitzo in his pupil turns back on him.
"And you selfish piece of shit..."
Teen Fizzarolli stretches his hand out desperately for help from his brother-in-arms while the flesh melts off his still burning and bleeding arm, showing his bones.
"YOU DIDN'T EVEN CARE!"
Shows the next scene through Fizzarolli's eyes as he watches Blitzo run the opposite direction away from Fizarolli towards another blazing tent while he slowly closed his eyes.
"I DID CARE!" Blitzo shouts in teary eyes.
Now cutting to the present day with Blitzo turning around to face Fizzarolli with tears in his eyes, Fizzarolli appears mildly taken aback at his revelation.
"It WAS an accident! IT WAS!" Blitzo continued.
One of Crimson's henchmen climbs up from a nearby aisle with his gun pointed at the two imps direction, Fizzarolli reacts quickly and grabs Blitzo as his robotic limbs extended to avoid the numerous bullets the henchman was shooting at them, then Fizzarolli swings himself and Blitzo under one of the shelves just as another henchman crawled up next to his comrade.
"Ok, you're right, it was all my fault, ok?" Blitzo said as the two taking a breath while taking cover behind some boxes. "I...I should've done more to help, I was...I was TRYING."
Fizzarolli slowly grows less agitated as he listens on to Blitzo's explanations.
"There was so much going on...I was trying to get help, Fizz! I just..." Blitzo continued, looks down with a sorrowful sigh. "It was all my fault..."
Fizzarolli still gives him a look of disapproval.
"Glad you could admit it. Want a medal?" Fizzarolli asks sarcastically.
"Look, I'm sorry, Fizz..."
A brief flashback jumping back to the past but this time from Blitzo's perspective as he turned away from brother-in-arms and gazed down at a letter with a rose in his hand which was meant for Fizzarolli, marching off with angry tears as he shoves aside an imp with a birthday cake, causing him to drop the cake and set aflame to the circus tents.
"I am so sorry you got so hurt..."
Teen Blitzo throws a letter to the ground aggressively while the imp that's holding the cake attempts to put out the flames as the scene shifts to the right to set on a trio of purple, green, pink hellhorses chilling on the other side, before the fire startles the green one, causing it to shriek and making the other spooked horses flee.
"I'm sorry for what you lost, and I...I know I can never make it right."
The scene soon settles on chaotic mayhem with imps running and screaming for safety as Blitzo looks around in a state of shock in front of the SAME tent that Fizzarolli was in that the fireworks exploded. The impact causes him several burning scars, covering his right eye.
"But you have no idea what I lost in that fire..."
When directing his fellow circus performers, Blitzo turns over to one specific tent that was entirely engulfed in flames, he shows pure fear on his face as he rushes over to the tent and the scene cuts to a photo of him and Barbie Wire hugging their mother as the fire burns up the photo and now shows the present day.
"I mean it's...it's all my fault." Blitzo said, shedding tears. "I'd hate me too."
Fizzarolli looks up at Blitzo with a sorrowful expression, but he quickly wipes away the tear before Fizzarolli can acknowledge it.
"I mean, I do hate-SHIIIIIIIIIIT!"
A goon appears out of nowhere and holds Blitzo in a headlock with a smug grin but it's short-lived as he pulls the gun under his captor's chin and blow off his head offscreen, with Fizzarolli witnessing it happen and the two imps put their heads back into the game as the duo scampered through the shelf hurriedly.
"So, why didn't you try to tell me any of this? Or come see me?" Fizzarolli questions. "Even once would've been fine!"
"I tried...You were all I had left, Fizz." Blitzo protests. "But they told me you didn't want to see me."
"I never told them that!" Fizzarolli argued.
"Bullshit...You didn't?" Blitzo inquires, raising his eyebrow.
"No!" Fizzarolli answered. "And no one told me you came!"
Eventually, they both share a look of realization.
"Oooohhh..." Blitzo and Fizzarolli said in unison.
A goon climbs up the ladder and attempts to attack Blitzo and Fizzarolli. Blitzo uses his gun to blow up the goon's head.
"WAAAOOOHHH, CHRIST ON A STICK!" Blitzo yelled in panic.
Two other demons walk up to the dead demon on the floor below them.
"TRYING TO HAVE A FUCKIN' EMOTIONAL MOMENT HERE!" Fizzarolli yells in annoyance.
(Music Ends)
Meanwhile, both Antauri and Striker kept killing the number of Crimson's goons. Antauri mauls them down with his machete and his claws when he heard the click of a gun and narrowly dodges Crimson's shot.
"You little fucker. After what you did-"
He's cut off as Striker grazed him in the arm.
"You're distraction cost you." Striker mocks with a smirk.
A shark tries to jump on Striker, only for him to shot the shark in the chest and again in the face, then another shark jumps Antauri, but he manage to jump back and throws his knife in the eye, jumps on him and impales him in the head with his machete. Striker then throws the sharks corpse at Crimson and take a shot at him, but he manages to dodge it and return fire which the western imp duck and take cover with Crimson does the same.
The three of them maneuver around and take shots whenever Striker and Antauri get a clear view, eventually ending with them standing face to face. They take their shots, only to realize they're out of ammo.
Crimson was about to draw out his gun, but Antauri throws his throwing knife in the shoulder which impales him right in his shoulder and Striker draws out his knife. Crimson sees just in time to draw out his knife and block his knife. Antauri jumps in midair with a machete in his hand, causing Crimson to dodge until Striker punches him in the face and the white hellhound strikes the mafia imp with his claw.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Crimson yelled in pain.
"That's only the beginning." Striker said with a smirk.
Striker and Antauri goes for a slash, but Crimson manages to dodge both. This continues the three of them trading slashes and landing a few cuts to each other.
It cuts back to Stolas and Asmodeus still talking with Crimson's lawyer about the contract. Asmodeus looks at his watch as time flies by, not looking very happy. Stolas is pacing around the room holding the contract and lecturing.
"Okay, so! I believe this draft allows for some factory ownership, specifically located in the Greed Ring...With allocated funds going to your client for the foreseeable future...While ensuring the safe return of one 'Fizzarolli'." Stolas explains.
Stolas slams the contract on the table and glares, sliding it towards the lawyer.
"Yeah sure, sounds good...Now lemme just re-read thissssssuh."
The lawyer reads the contract and drinks out of his coffee mug which says 'Live Laugh Law'. At this point, Asmodeus is getting impatient.
"HURRY UP!" Asmodeus snarls impatiently.
"Yelling won't make me read faster."
Asmodeus starts turning red as his anger and flames grow hotter. Stolas, whose cape gets burned by the flames, quickly stomps them out.
Back in the scene with Crimson crashed against the wall while Striker and Antauri lands down to the ground.
"Damn it! Now you're starting to piss me off!?" Crimson snarled, stands up.
"Wouldn't be surprised if you're sleeping with another dude." Antauri said when Striker snickers.
"Hey, I ain't into that faggot shit!" Crimson retorted, but narrowly dodges at Striker's gunshot.
"That homo shit makes you look fucking gay!" Striker taunts.
"I ain't into dudes!" Crimson shouts in annoyance.
"That's what she said!" Antauri remarked, punches him in the face and kicks him in the balls. "We could kill you on a spot right now, but that's not our choice, now is it? But I doubt Moxxie would mind if we fuck you up a bit!"
Striker lifts Crimson and slam him into the shelves and other objects and even use him to beat one of the sharks. Crimson slips out of his grasp and draws a gun, only for Antauri to grab his wrist and twist it to the side, making him drop the gun before twisting it back and forcing his arm to bend the wrong way as well as dislocating his shoulder.
"YOU SICK TWISTED FUCK!" Crimson yelled in pain.
"Oh, your boyfriend will take care of you!" Striker taunts with a smirk.
It cuts back to Blitzo and Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli throws a goon far, and he was back-to-back with Blitzo. Goons were running at them both.
"Look! Misunderstanding or no, it's to just forgive you." Fizzarolli told him, grabs Blitzo and pulls him closer to the goons as he kills them. "It's been fifteen years and...That's so much time...But!"
Fizzarolli continues to fling Blitzo around as he continues shooting goons.
"I guess you didn't really ruin my life." Fizzarolli finished his sentence.
"What, you're telling me getting blown up didn't ruin your life?" Blitzo asks, confused and surprisingly.
"It was painful...and challenging, and y'know FUCK YOU STILL, BUT...It's not like I'm broken." Fizzarolli said while hits a goon with Blitzo, puts him down. "And I now have someone who understands me and...HYAH, HYAH, FUCK YOU!"
Fizzarolli and Blitzo fight more goons before landing on the ground.
"My life has actually been pretty great." Fizzarolli finished his sentence.
"Yeah, that's lovely." Blitzo said with a smirk, crossed his arms. "You got a good thing going with that horny rooster fucker, don't ya?"
"Oh yeah, it's been...Fantastic..." Fizzarolli said with a blush, flustered. "UH, CUZ YOU KNOW, IT'S A GREAT GIG! And, hehe, and he's got the BIGGEST COCK! You know? LIKE...MASSIVE! I mean, imagine, like...THE BIGGEST! JUST A...GIANT, HUGE, LIKE A KAIJU! But it's a cock, ya know what I mean? LIKE A BIG MONSTER! It's BIG,...it's HUGE-"
"Yeah yeah yeah, I get it, I get it!" Blitzo interrupts, getting the idea as he puts his hand on his shoulder. "I'm happy for ya, Fizz."
Fizzarolli looks at Blitzo's hand into his shoulder and smiles for him, until the goons start to slowly corner them when Crimson comes flying in out of nowhere with Antauri and Striker landing next to them.
"You three have been a pain in the ass long enough!" Crimson snarled angrily. "NOW, we're gonna kill ya all!"
"Says the fucked up mafia who failed once and is about to fail the second time." Antauri retorted with a smirk.
"And we're about to fuckin' break y'all, like a FUCKIN' HORSE!" Striker adds with a menacing smirk, making Crimson scowls angrily.
"Ohhhh, don't you dare talk sexy to ME!" Blitzo said with a smirk.
"You're still on the horse thing?!" Fizzarolli exclaims.
"Is he always like that?" Antauri asks, turns to Fizzarolli.
"Don't get me started, kiddo." Fizzarolli said in annoyance when Blitzo gets an idea.
"Fizz! Remember how you used to distract my dad so I could steal his booze?" Blitzo asks, turns to Fizzarolli.
"I mean, yeah? Why?" Fizzarolli asks, raising his eyebrow in confusion.
"Yeah well, I need to get up to that window there to bust us out." Blitzo told him.
Blitzo points at the window as the demon mafias continues to uncannily and slowly corner them.
"Ohohoo! One distraction, coming up!" Fizzarolli said with a smirk.
Fizzarolli makes everyone besides Blitzo, Antauri, and Striker look at him as the music 'Look At This' begins.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
When I was a young boy, I never thought it comes to this
He gets up and is in between three goons, looking at both of them with his arms around them both. At the next line, Fizzarolli grabs onto Crimson by the injured arm.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
The scars seem to heal...
He goes somewhere else and grabs onto it with his flexible arms.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
And soon all I feel is regret
He climbs on top of it.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
And noooow, I'm a grown man
He slides on the floor in front of the goons and Crimson.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I've lost it all again!
He climbs on the boxes, which in this case is his one of many 'stages'.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
But what I'll miss the most...
Blitzo climbs on a box and throws small things of trash like banana peels and candy wrappers, which is being used as confetti, over Fizzarolli.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Pay close attention, while you get a look at...this!
Fizzarolli takes out Blitzo's keychain with a golden unicorn figurine on it. Blitzo then sneaks around as Fizzarolli gets out a treasure map.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Yeah, look at this!
Fizzarolli notices Blitzo and stretches to above the mob and turns the heads of two of them in the direction opposite of him.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Then look at THAT!
Fizzarolli then gets out a funny looking hat and puts it on his head.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
And here's a hat!
Fizzarolli takes the hat off and twirls while in the background Blitzo scoots across.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
This nonsense mostly doesn't mean a thiiing!
Crimson begins to turn his head, but Fizzarolli stretches his hand out to him and turns him back to him.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
But, listen closely, maybe it explains EVERYTHING!
Fizzarolli rolls down a projector screen that first shows an illuminati sign, then an add for coin. A computer screen with his silhouette then passes as Fizzarolli then does the Squidward interpretive dance.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
The secret to coin! Computers and microchips!
He stretches towards one of the mafia members and gives him a gold coin, making his eyes sparkle.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
The key to the future!
Fizzarolli leaps in between the members before landing on Crimson.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
If you only LOOK AT THIS!
Fizzarolli gives Crimson a gold coin. Crimson bites into his.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Riches untold, you'll have dollars of gold!
Fizzarolli stretches up to see Blitzo create a tower of cardboard boxes to the window.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
If you focus on me, as the story unfolds!
The screen becomes distorted before revealing Fizzarolli's face in front of the screen.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
LOOK AT THIS!
Fizzarolli leaps to the mafia gang's left and holds up the Necronomicon.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I hold the key to the mystery!
Fizzarolli uses his limbs to constrict the whole gang like a snake while Antauri and Striker pulls out two RPGs and grappling hooks, aiming at the window when Blitzo jumps out of the way.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
LOOK AT THIS!
Fizzarolli stretches into Crimson's face, random colors appear in Fizzarolli's eyes before going into Crimson's. Then, Striker and Antauri fires the RPGs, destroyed the window.
"Fizz, haul ass! We're outta here!" Antauri shouts.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Guess the ending is probable!
Both Blitzo and Fizzarolli grabs hold of Striker and Antauri as they fired the grappling hook, launching towards the exit.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
CUZ' THE RUSE IS IMPOSSIBLE TO maintain!
So, fuckiiin...BYE-BYEEE!
Fizzarolli and Blitzo flips everyone else off as they headed out. As that happens, the whole building starts caving in. One of the goons puts his hat to his chest, and Alessio puts his hand in front of a visibly confused, yet surprised Crimson as the entire warehouse collapses on top of them all, and catches fire. Outside, Fizzarolli, Blitzo, Striker, and Antauri run free, the two imps laughing as well. They stop, panting.
"You know, you're actually pretty good at this action-hero bullshit!" Fizzarolli grunts with a smirk.
"And you really know how to put on a show!" Blitzo said, gasping. "Which is almost as impressive as the thing you said I was good at!"
Fizzarolli laughs, but stops when Striker opens the portal back to Lust Ring.
"You guys ready to go and call it a day?" Antauri asks, causing Blitzo and Fizzarolli to smirk.
Cut back to Stolas, Asmodeus, and Crimson's lawyer. Stolas is asleep with a contract on his head, snoring like an owl. Contracts litter the table, and Asmodeus is exhausted and pissed. He was about to check his watch when the sound of gunshot to lawyer's head was heard as Blitzo, Striker, Antauri, and Fizzarolli entered through the portal, causing the western imp closes it.
"FIZZY!" Asmodeus said happily as he heads to Fizzarolli, who tears up happily.
"OZZIE!" Fizzarolli said.
Asmodeus scoops Fizzarolli up as they twirl around for a moment, before Fizzarolli starts smooching him affectionaly, much to Striker's disgust and Antauri's annoyance. Stolas smiles when he opens the portal to Greed while Striker and Antauri began tossing the dead lawyer and the contracts.
"I'm gonna need a drink after this shit." Striker groans.
"I need a long sleep." Antauri adds.
"Oh, you're gonna need more than that, kid." Asmodeus said, looking at the white hellhound. "I mean, you two are a mess, after that long fight. I'll have you two escorted for a good bath, get y'all bandaged up, and get you two for a good long sleep. You deserve it."
Lightning strikes as it cuts to outside Asmodeus' office as he leaves with Fizzarolli in his arms, closing the door behind them and leaving the demon blood on it. Striker and Antauri are now being escorted by two female baphomets and a succubus.
"I'm so glad you're okay, babe..." Asmodues said with a sigh, nuzzles him, then snaps, which causes the lights to turn off. "You ain't never leaving the palace without protection, AGAIN."
Asmodues walks down the hall with Fizzarolli while doing some romantic but not sexual actions like nuzzling. The succubi give them shocked looks. Fizzarolli blushes from embarrassment.
"Oz...You know there's eyes around..."
"I know. I don't care. Cuz they know, if they tell anyone...I'll BREAK THEM!" Asmodeus told him, punches a statue of a nude succubus right in the dick, causing a large crack and large chunks to fall off.
After the succubi hear and see that, they immediately leave the room. Fizzarolli laughs while Asmodeus presses a buttons on the elevator.
"Well, don't worry, today I learned that I hate going outside!" Fizzarolli said, nervously chuckled as they get on the elevator.
"You won't have to again." Asmodeus told him with a frown.
Fizzarolli leans against his chest, somewhat frowning and looking down. Their elevator stops as Asmodeus walks forward. The scene then cuts to the workshop as Fizzarolli sits on a table.
"I'm sorry...I got a little messy..." Fizzarolli apologizes.
Asmodeus sets down a box and opens it, and get out some new arms to replace Fizzarolli's old ones.
"You don't have to apologize for getting banged up, babe, I'm just sorry I couldn't be there." Asmodeus said with a smile. "It's Antauri I'm worried about. Don't get me wrong, I know he can handle himself, but he's still a child and needs to be taken cared of instead of going to danger."
"It's okay, Oz...guess I'm just not used to this kind of thing." Fizzarolli told him as they sighed.
"It's been an intense day. Just, take it easy, okay?" Asmodeus suggested, opens the curtains.
"Oh, it's fine, I'm fine, really! You know I bounce back fast!" Fizzarolli shrugs, giggles while given him a thumbs up. "Sooo...besides my whole scary story hostage thing, how was your day?"
Asmodeus sets down a box and grabs some scissors.
"Well, I was stuck with Stolas the whole time, who, by the way, asked me, to give him one of my crystals, as a gift for that guy you hate!" Asmodeus explains. "So! I told him...NO! Mm-hmm!"
As Asmodeus cuts the sleeves from Fizzarolli's arms, the latter takes a moment to contemplate.
"Meh...Fuck it." Fizzarolli said. "Let him have it."
"Excuse me?" Asmodeus said, turns to him surprisingly.
"Yeah, why not?" Fizzarolli told him with a smile. "You could say...he earned it."
"Alright then...Anything for you..." Asmodeus replied with his singing tone.
The scene shifts to Asmodeus installing Fizzarolli's new robotic arms, which activates as soon as it's attached. Fizzarolli starts stretching and jumping around until he lands on Asmodeus' arms, the latter walking to the door.
"Now! I don't know about you, but having a violent brush with crimes has given me a whole mess of new kinks!" Fizzarolli said teasingly. "You wanna go...'make a mess'?"
"Sure, don't you?" Asmodeus asks, teasingly as well.
Fizzarolli laughs as he snuggles with Asmodeus, with the doors closing to them while the jester imp began to 'meow'.
(BTW: DON'T WORRY, the Quieves all made it home safe and sound 3)
That's it for the 22nd chapter.