This is the 23rd chapter. I don't own the series of Helluva Boss.
But to give all of you a heads up, this story is gonna be on hold until the new episodes arrive.
Warning: This story contains strong language, violence, horny demons...and yes, it's for mature audiences. Viewer discretion advised.
Mammon's Magnificent Musical Mid-Season Special
The scene begins with a flashback, showing a giant stadium at the center of the Greed Ring where thousands of spectators are watching the stage at the front. Spotlights shine everywhere before green flames sprout at the stands.
"Alright, folks! Give it up for the King of all things greeeen! Hell's number one clown! The money-maker himself!"
A giant sign pops up from the stands and makes a spinning slot motion like a slot machine before it stops to a jackpot, revealing the name of the sign: Mammon. The scene switches to the spectators all cheering on for the one demon to appear on stage. One of the spectators is the younger teenage Fizzarolli and Blitzo before the fire accident. The boys were all screaming and they were making applause for the most popular figure in Greed Ring.
"The sin you all loooove move...Mammon, King of Greeeed!"
In a rockstar entrance scene, Mammon slides on stage with a guitar pops up on stage with green flames and confetti bursting from behind him, wearing sunglasses.
Mammon is a rotund demon with four arms who resembles a jester. He has neon green eyes with what appears to be an eye mask that has think neon green borders and shiny black lenses, and sharp neon green teeth with a tongue that's forked and purple with at least three dark yellow stripes inside his mouth. He wears a three-eared blue and light blue jester cap with green ball at the ends, a black dollar sign at the front, and two additional ears on the left from the back. He wears a jester's light blue-green collar with a gap at the front where a coin sits in the middle and white trim at the bottom. His attire has two layers of differing colors, with the first being pale blue, the second having pale blue and light blue vertical stripes, and both having white trims at the bottoms. The sleeves are loose and asymmetric, with the ones on the right being singular colors of pale blue and light blue. At the same time, the left side has both pale blue and light blue, with jagged lines separating the colors. Each sleeve has white trim at the ends. He wears asymmetric gloves with two colors, black and two-colored white. He also wears black and yellow striped pants, white shoes, and black high platforms. He also had a yellow guitar with jester cap-like ears at the top.
"Heya, implings! How're you little c**** doing tonight?" Mammon greets with a rockstar pose. "I hope you're ready for the fucking show you will ever see in your..."
An explosion occurs on scene before his face gets a close up.
"...shit lives!" Mammon finished his sentence.
Like everyone else, Fizzarolli and Blitzo are having the time of their lives, screaming their lungs out.
"Mammon, Mammon, Mammon!"
"Right. I got tons of really fuckin' cool shit for you 'ere tonight." Mammon announces, spins his guitar. "But, first, how many of you worthless bitches wanna be big clowns like me someday?"
Although, Mammon couldn't here Blitzo and Fizzarolli screaming their lungs out, then they excitedly raise their hands up, in hopes of getting picked by the Dark Lord of Greed himself.
"I do, I do!" Fizzarolli shouts.
"Me, me, me, me, me!" Blitzo adds.
"Well, I'm happy to announce that I will be starting up a new, yearly clown pageant!" Mammon announces.
Just as he was making the announcement, the camera scene pans out to reveal a giant sign behind Mammon that said, 'Mammon Super Rad as Shit Clown Pageant' before more explosions bombed on stage with fireworks and confetti.
"YEEEAAAHH!"
Then, the screenshot zooms in on Mammon up close.
"You know...Like one 'a them fucked up beauty contests, but for clowns, so it's better!" Mammon shouts.
The scene pans out again with the sign says, 'It's Better' before it arrows point at the sign. Then more fireworks and confetti exploded on the scene. Then, the scene switched back to Mammon again.
"Just for all your aspiring, clown kids out there!" Mammon said, picks up the young Wally Wackford. "A new chance to work with me, Mammon!"
As he was explaining this, Blitzo finds it very uncomfortable just by thinking about it, making a look of uncertain disgust, while Fizzarolli was staring at Mammon with bright eyes of admiration.
"And be the new face of my clown-ish brand!" Mammon finished his announcement.
Then, he pulls the imp back like a rubber band before throwing his off-stage.
"I can't wait to see all the new talent I can exploi-u-um, fuck. Wait, I mean enjoy...uh, watching me grow my new empire!" Mammon said nervously, regaining his composure. "Also, if you're a chick, maybe give up on your dreams now. Cause, I'm not gonna lie: women ain't just funny. ANYWAY! My plan is to find the new face of my brand, YEAH! So, they gotta bring the good shit! The winner will get to be like the son I never had, and I'll be like the stepdad that will love you when it's convenient!"
Switching to teenage Blitzo and Fizzarolli, Fizzarolli continues to look at Mammon with exciting admiration while Blitzo turns sour after realizing what a letdown Mammon was since he's trying to make a scam out of everyone in the crowd.
"Wow!" Fizzarolli said.
Blitzo just heard Fizzarolli and looks beside him with one eyebrow raised in surprise. Then the scene comes back to Mammon.
"You might be a lunchbox, an action figure, Saturday morning cartoon. Hell, I might even make a sex robot of ya! I don't know! I mean, if we'll make money, sure. But it's not weird." Mammon told them when he spots a random imp in the crowd and then he points at one with glasses. "You're weird, you sick fuck! And, if you say exploitation, fuck you!"
As Mammon was going on ranting, the scene switches to the stage. The crowd was dead silent after hearing his complaints.
"It's not exploitation! If you think that then you're a dickhead." Mammon shouts as the scene then makes a close up again. "Anyway, CLOWNS!"
As he finishes, shadowy figures of clowns and whatever kinds of demons appear behind him. Then the crowd was back to cheering, but the ones at the front weren't so lucky as they were dogpiled by the shadowy clowns swarming all over them.
"ALRIGHT! LET'S GO, YEEAAA-"
Then the scene changes to the aftermath of the rock-style concert showing from Mammon. Teenage Blitzo and Fizzarolli are walking down the street after the whole clown swarming fiasco int he stadium.
"Alright, I'm gonna say it. That was too many clowns." Blitzo points out.
"I have to win the pageant someday." Fizzarolli said excitedly. "Can you imagine how amazing it would be to get to work with him?"
"What's the point? Isn't being the star of our imp circus enough? Plenty of people already know who you are, Fizz." Blitzo points out, turns to him with a smirk. "You don't need to go work for Mammon like some creepy mascot."
"It's not about that! It's getting to work with my idol." Fizzarolli remarked as his eyes sparkled with admiration. "I just love that he's giving someone new the chance to be in the spotlight! He's an inspiration."
While Fizarolli was daydreaming, Blitzo was still having uncertainty of his expectations.
"Well, he's...definitely something alright." Blitzo shrugs, placing his hand on the back of his head. "I mean, I dunno, was it worth it all our savings just to have him put on an over-hyped commercial, and then bitch about taxes, and then assault us with clowns, vomit, and pass out on stage?"
"So worth it!" Fizzarolli answered with a laugh.
Unbeknownst to them, a stranger appears behind the light post, looking at them from behind like a creepy stalker before he scurries away like a raccoon.
"Blitzo, do you think I could win if I worked really hard?" Fizzaroli asks with a sigh. "I think..."
"I think if anyone's gonna be the new clown face on everything..."
Blitzo then grabs Fizzarolli by the heads, gives him a noogie and laughs.
"...it'll be you, Fizz." Blitzo said with a smirk.
Suddenly, as they were talking, the same stalker appears in front of them under a light post shining on him.
An imp named Burnie Burnz who had a slim physique, horns that curved inwards, a somewhat messy haircut, and little strands of hair on his chin. He wore square glasses with blue lenses, a green T-shirt, and black pants.
"Holy shit! You're Fizzarolli!" Burnie exclaims with a crazed smile. "OH MAN! Your stuff is great!"
Fizzarolli is immediately creeped out by the sudden appearance of a crazed fan standing before him.
"Oh...hey there. Thank you, I appreciate it." Fizzarolli said nervously.
Fizzarolli and Blitzo find the crazed fan hard to ignore and they walk past him to get away from him. But just as they were ahead, Burnie Burnz zips past them to be in their way, stopping them from leaving.
"Woah- oh- okay."
"After seeing your shows, I wanted to get into clown performing, too!" Burnie Burnz told him which Fizzarolli was looking a bit nervous while Blitzo looked like he didn't care. "I'm really good!"
Fizzarolli gives a nervous chuckle and he head towards him to give the crazed fan a handshake as a sign of appreciation. On the other hand, Blitzo, was scowling at the crazed fan, and somehow, he recognizes him.
"Hey, aren't you that creep who's always trying to sniff around our dressing room?" Blitzo questions, crossed his arms.
However, as Fizzarolli was about to give him a handshake, he stops suddenly, but Burnie grabs his hand on it and then he pulls him up close to his face, completely oblivious to Blitzo's presence.
"I have the best idea for a duo performance between us, that should spice up your act." Burnie told him, blushed. "Picture this: We start it like a romantic, ballroom dance or a-"
"Dude, weird fuckin' pitch. Fuck off!" Blitzo said with disgust.
"I was talking to the clown, asshole!" Burnie shouts with a scowl, then twists Fizzarolli around to face away from Blitzo so he can continue on with his crazy sexual obsession with him. "I'm sorry, Fizzie. I'm not normally so aggressive, I promise. I've just waited my whole life for an opportunity like this."
Up close of the Burnie's glasses reflecting the anxiously nervous Fizzarolli.
"With your fame, and my raw, undiscovered talent, I know we can-"
"Hey, shit-dick, beat it now or I'll make ya swallow your fangs!" Blitzo warns him.
Blitzo has had enough of this creepy stalking moment and he comes up to break it up. Burnie keeps ranting as if Blitzo wasn't here.
"Fizz! You don't want me to leave, right?" Burnie asks, but glares. "Tell him you don't want me to go!"
Fizzarolli, now very uncomfortable about their encounter, decides to not deal with this anymore and pulls his hand back.
"I- uhm- We have to go now. Thanks, though!" Fizzarolli said nervously, leaves the crazed fan.
Then, Blitzo shoves past him with one hand out of the way with a deadpanned look. Then, Burnie realizes what's happening and holds his arm in a heartbroken pain and collapses to the ground in anguish.
"Eugh! Fiizz! FIZZAROLLI!" Burnie cried, collapses down to his knees.
Fizzarolli throws one nervous glance behind to Burnie before leaving with Blitzo.
"Fine! Fuck you!" Burnie yells angrily. "You think you're better than me, you elitist prick? Your acts fucking trash anyways!"
The scene cuts back to Blitzo and Fizzarolli with him looking back with disgust.
"Cheeeese and hot sauce, Fizz, your fans are something else." Blitzo states.
"What if my acts are trash?" Fizzarolli asks with worry, turns to him in teary eyes. "What if I'm not good enough?"
"Hey, hey. Don't let one asshole get you, 'kay?" Blitzo told him, assuring him. "You're...You are plenty good enough."
"But, I have to be perfect." Fizzarolli told him.
"Do you?" Blitzo asks with a groan.
"I'll just have to keep practicing, and someday, maybe, I'll be good enough for M-"
But suddenly, the sweet tender moment between Blitzo and Fizzarolli was cut short by a TV static scene that blocked the entire thing before the scene apparently fixes itself to a flashforward, where an explosion occurs as Mammon reappears on a screen.
"It's me, Mammon!" Mammon announces. "And I'm here to announce the amazing new brand-"
He showcases the new robotic android of the original Fizzarolli.
"Fizzie! We got a Fizzie for every occasion!" Mammon continued.
Mammon now wears a two layer differing colors, with the first being dark green and the second being black, with both having yellow trim and bells at the bottoms and neon green diamonds around them. The sleeves fit into his gloves and are asymmetric, one on each side being dark green and black while the other has white and pale blue stripes. He also wears asymmetric gloves. Two are colored black, and two are colored white, all with yellow trim at the bottoms. He also wears white and pale blue striped pants with black jester shoes with white bells. He carries a yellow cane topped with a large dollar sign.
The commercial shows various Robo Fizzarollis that are branded for every purposes and skills such as one being stomped on, as a fireman, a therapist, one waiting in a shopping line, as a doctor, one that was big and obese before deflating into being small and skinny, one where Hellhound kids were chewing on while fighting over it, one being used by a teen imp as a chair, three horny female imps licking and sucking another one.
"We got fluffy, toy Fizzie, fireman Fizzie, therapist Fizzie, wait in line for you Fizzie, doctor Fizzie: beeps every time it senses cancer! Fat Fizzie, skinny Fizzie, so many Fizzies!" Mammon said. "And if you wann fuck 'em, you can! We got Fizzies for the kids, Fizzie for the teens, and Fizzies for you sick, fucking degenerate adults! We got 'em all! All based on my new face, Fizzieee!"
Mammon then brings up the adult Fizzarolli on camera. He appears to be nervously smiling with a bead of sweat on his forehead. He jabs a thumb to himself to show he's the one and only real Fizzarolli.
"That's me!" Fizzarolli said with an uncomfortable laughter.
"Buy yours now! Do it!" Mammon demands with a smirk.
The commercial scene zooms out with a giant 'Buy' logo behind Mammon and Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli makes one last nervous chuckle before the commercial explodes in the scene.
The scene cuts back to the present, with Fizzarolli looking into his mirror, focused on a grey patch with a scar over his right eyebrow with great concern. Then he begins searching around the vanity area for something as Asmodeus stands behind the couch nearby.
"Oh, fuck. Mammon is gonna notice that." Fizzarolli said. "Ozzie! Where did my foundation go?!"
"This is the tenth year in a row you're done this stupid pageant, Froggie." Asmodeus points out with his eyebrow raised. "And you win everytime! How come you're always so dead set on this?"
"I wanna make Mammon proud, okay?" Fizzarolli told him. "He's...really passionate about the craft of clown. He expects perfection, so I-I gotta be perfect."
Fizzarolli slumps into the couch as Asmodeus approaches him.
"Fizz, you ain't perfect! Nobody is!" Asmodeus told him with a smile. "How abooout, you sit this one out, and let someone else take the spotlight? You deserve a break. Or a vacation, where you don't have to fend off creeps the entire time."
"I had to fend off creeps before the robots, I just have thirstier ones, now." Fizzarolli scoffs. "Besides, I just have to do this!"
"Lemme rephrase: I don't like how many creeps you have now, thanks to Mammon." Asmodeus told him with a glare. "And I don't like designing sex toys with your likeness for him! Pretty sure you feel the same!"
"I just don't think about it, a toy is a toy!" Fizzarolli remarked in frustration, but then calms down. "Look, Ozz, I'm fine. Working for Mammon is a big deal for me. He's been my idol since I was five, I can't just-not compete! I'd be letting them down! Th-The fans down!"
"Mammon can eat my ass...in a bad way." Asmodeus said with a scowl, leaning to his level. "Fizz, I've known that guy since the start of Hell, and He. Fucking. Sucks. Always has! He doesn't even do clown shit anymore."
Then Asmodeus sees the dejected look on Fizzarolli's face and lets out a heavy sigh before handing him a small jar of foundation. Fizzarolli takes the jar and, while facing the mirror, applies some until the grey patch is gone.
"I just don't want you doing all this for someone's approval." Asmodeus said in concern. "Sometimes heroes let you down."
"I know, Ozz. But, this- i-is for me." Fizzarolli said, turns to him. "I don't wanna lose."
While watching Fizzarolli prepare for the contest, Asmodeus begins to think of something.
The scene cuts to Blitzo, alone in his house. He's sitting on his couch in the dark, while disgustingly eating cereal while his phone rings.
"Yello?" Blitzo said with his mouth full.
The the scene intercut between Blitzo in his house, watching a movie about horses making out and devouring a large block of cheese whole, and Asmodeus standing behind the curtain in front of Fizzarolli's dressing room, initially keeping as eye on Fizzarolli before walking away to continue with his phone call.
"Is this...Fizz's former bestie, then lifelong enemy, then recent hero, now newly rekindled sort of friend, Blitzo?" Asmodeus inquires.
"Ehn, that is a weird way to put it, but eeyup, that's me." Blitzo answered with a proud smirk.
"This is Asmodeus." Asmodeus informed him, leaving Blitzo surprised.
"Oh, shit! The big Ozz himself!" Blitzo exclaims. "Heh, is there a reason you're calling me on the weekend, your sin- sinness? Sinfulness? Sin- Royal, big man?"
"You've lived rent free in Fizz's head for years, so I can't help feel he values your take on things." Asmodeus points out, walks out of the room.
"Yeah, I was the one who usually had the stronger opinions." Blitzo told him. "Yeah like, like one time, he tried convincing me that juggling was cool, but its's only a little cool at best."
"Look, he's deadset on re-entering Greed's yearly clown pageant." Asmodeus said, walking around the hallway.
"Wow, big fucking surprise there." Blitzo said sarcastically.
"I was hoping to have some...backup in convincing him that this thing is a waste of time." Asmodeus told him.
"What? Why? Doesn't he always win?" Blitzo asks, confused.
"'Cause Mammon is a selfish, manipulative, piece of shit!" Asmodeus answered in anger tone, but calms down. "And Fizz doesn't listen to me when I try to tell him that."
"Well, my special skills are killing things without giving fucks, and pointing out people's flaaaws..." Blitzo said, considering for a few seconds and then smiles. "Alright, count me in!"
"Thank you and be sure to pick up Antauri." Asmodeus thanked him, then hangs up. "And speaking of which..."
The scene cuts to Moxxie and Millie's home, where the white hellhound is sleeping in his room. He then hears a vibrating sound on his phone which it got him woke up.
"Ugh, piss on a dick! Who's calling at this late?" Antauri asks with a groan, answers on the phone. "What?!"
"Antauri, sorry I wake you at this late. It's Asmodeus." Asmodues informed him.
"Oh, sorry. Just got finished with the job." Antauri apologizes. "What's up?"
"Listen, the reason why I called you is because Fizz is re-entering Greed's yearly clown pageant." Asmodeus explains.
"Clown pageant? Never heard of it." Antauri said, confused. "Though, it's similar to a beauty pageant."
"Something like that, but instead of hot babes, it's clowns. Anyway, it's held at Greed Ring and Mammon announced it this year." Asmodeus told him.
"Mammon? As in the Dark Lord who represents as Greed from the Seven Deadly Sins?" Antauri asks.
"That's him. Anyway, I need you to meet up at Greed Ring with your boss." Asmodeus said when Antauri heard the horn honking from outside of the apartment.
Then the scene cuts to a circus tent in Greed as a crowd is gathered behind a blockage. Then a limousine arrives in front of a red carpet. Then Fizzarolli leaps out of the limo and greets the fans as they cheer him on.
"Hup- Hup- Hey!" Fizzarolli grunts with a smile.
Asmodeus steps out in his lowkey form while Blitzo and Antauri, with an imp dressed as a bodyguard while the white hellhound dressed as a hitman/matrix hybrid attire. Blitzo falls out and faceplants onto the ground.
"Fuck!" Blitzo grunts.
Fizzarolli, Asmodeus, and Antauri walks down the red carpet, while Blitzo brushes himself off, and catches up with them, pulling a gun out.
"We love you, Fizz! Yeah, baby, yeah!"
Then, a few demon notices Antauri and cheers as well.
"We love you, Antauri!"
Antauri ignores them while keeping his composure.
"Wow, I have not been to a crowded event in years." Blitzo states.
"Can you remind me why you guys are here, again?" Fizzarolli asks in annoyance.
"I uuuh- invited them." Asmodeus told him, leaning down to him. "To help you, with extra security. You know your fans. Since I can't be with you, I felt they'd be the next best thing."
"They'd be the next best thing?" Fizzarolli asks skeptically.
"Well, they kept you safe when I wasn't able to, so I trust that." Asmodeus points out.
Then an imp child lets out a high-pitched laugh, only for Blitzo to aim a gun at him. While a hellhound fangirl holds up a sign says, 'MAMA LOVES YOU!' with Antauri looking uncomfortable. Asmodeus lets out an awkward, high-pitched chuckle.
"Mmm-hmm. L'il sus, babe." Fizzarolli whispers in annoyance.
Fizzarolli walks ahead as Asmodeus, Blitzo, and Antauri share a knowingly glance at each other. Blitzo and Antauri nods and Asmodeus leaves the area. Both Blitzo and Antauri catches up with Fizzarolli.
"You're doing an awesome job, Fizzarolli!"
"Come on, it's just like old times." Blitzo said with a smirk. "I'll make sure no one gives you shit, today."
"And I want to get this over with, I really hate this place." Antauri adds in annoyance.
"Join the club." Blitzo told him.
"You mean besides the both of you?" Fizzarolli questions.
Suddenly, Mammon appears in a green explosion.
"Aaay, there he is!" Mammon said, holds Fizzarolli's face by the jaw. "Now, how's my bright, shiny, brand baby doing? Ready to reclaim your win another year? Yeah?"
"You know it, Mammon, sir." Fizzarolli answered in a muffled tone.
"Goooood. Cause, you know, I saw your competition, and it's pretty stiff, right? You are gonna have to try extra hard like- fixin' that posture." Mammon told him, puts Fizzarolli down as he then straightens up. "Not gonna lie, you're looking a bit chungo, yeah?"
Then Mammon pats Fizzarolli's stomach in emphasize, causing Blitzo to remove his sunglasses in disbelief and Antauri looks at him in disgust.
"Like he has room to talk." Antauri muttered.
"Maybe lose a few so we don't gotta make any more adjustments to the Fizzies." Mammon continues. "People like 'em skinny as FUCK."
"Oh- right, sir. Of course!" Fizzarolli replied awkwardly, when his ego deflates. "I'll work on that."
"What?!/Excuse me?!" Blitzo and Antauri exclaims, appalled.
Then Blitzo and Antauri approaches Mammon and Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli is nervous about introducing Mammon to them and he starts to shake a little bit from the interaction. But, Mammon notices the white hellhound.
"Ah, Antauri! Good to finally meet ya!" Mammon said, offers his hand. "Heard a lot of good things about ya, mate! A lot of good things..."
"Spare me the pleasantries." Antauri said with a scowl, ignoring his hand. "I know who you are, the demon lord of Greed and representing the Seven Deadly Sins. Asmodeus told me about you, and it's not a good way."
"Well, he can kiss my fuckin' ass for all I care!" Mammon retorted when Blitzo walks up to him.
"Hi, yes. Nice to meet you, I'm the one who saw through your fake-ass bullshit from the day I had to spend all my savings on the shit covered, dick show you called a performance." Blitzo told him in a matter-of-fact tone. "Thanks for that, by the way."
"Haha-ha-ignore him, sir." Fizzarolli said nervously. "He's uh- he's like this all the time. He thinks he's funny."
"Offended." Blitzo and Antauri quickly said.
"Riiight, yeah. You can shut your (HONK) c***-ass mouth, boy." Mammon said with a scowl, but Antauri flips him off as he turns to Fizzarolli. "I'll se you on stage! And don't forget to fuckin' smile Fizzarolli!"
Then Fizzarolli gives Mammon a big smile and a salute. Then Mammon steps closer to the tent.
"The smile is the face people like to seeee froooom you!" Mammon continued as he disappears in a puff of smoke.
"Wow, that guy sucks so hard." Blitzo states with a glare, walking towards Fizzarolli.
"No kidding, I don't understand why you're working with that fat-ass joker." Antauri adds with an agreement. "All he cares is money and nothing else."
"Look guys, I don't know why Ozz brought you here, but can you at least not talk back or insult my boss?!" Fizzarolli said in frustration, turns to them. "I need this gig!"
"Why? Don't you have the world's best sugar daddy?" Blitzo asks with a glare.
"I just need it, okay?!" Fizzarolli snapped, sighs then to himself. "Smile inside and out."
Fizzarolli walks further down the red carpet with a smile on his face while waving to the crowd as they cheer for him.
"We love you, Fizz! We love you, Fill! We love you, Fizz! Ready for another win, Fizz?"
"Oh, pfft." Fizzarolli scoffs. "Well, I don't wanna assume, but, as always, I have an act that's without a doubt gonna-"
"-fucking lose!"
Then Fizzarolli stops and turns to see a fish demon stop in front of him. Then she flips her fin hair and then she moves to reveal her sister before they pose together. Then the crowd goes wild for the new addition: The Glam Sisters.
The twins known as Glitz and Glam are both slim, faded daphne blue-skinned demons with fish-like features; such as head fins similar to a lionfish and large fin-like wings. They also sport black-tipped horns on top of their heads. They sport cyan-blue eyes with deep grayish-blue sclera and slit pupils, as well as long extravagant fin-like hair fitted into long-high ponytails colored in multiple shades of teal. They also have black lips with a black spot at each end of their mouth and sharp teeth inside, as well as white upper eyelids and dark marks across each eye.
Glitz's bangs sport a spiky appearance colored in a bright teal with dark teal edges and teal-green stripes. Her ponytail is colored in a bright teal with a dark teal stripe running across it, three teal-green spots and dark teal edges, as well as a shade of dark interior. Her eyes possesses long thick eyelashes which resemble bright teal fins with dark teal edges. She wears a deep teal crop-top that sports a small cyan ball on the front and long sleeves; her left sleeve having both cyan trim and three cyan diamonds on it. Her high-waisted miniskirt is seafoam-green and ark teal in a triangle-like pattern, while her thigh-highs are deep teal and asymmetric, with the left having a seafoam-green stripe and the right having three seafoam-green diamonds, and both having a cyan ball on each foot. She also wears a deep teal choker and deep teal fingerless gloves.
Glam's bangs sport a long straight appearance colored in a bright teal with a slightly darker shaded stripe, three dark teal spots and dark interior. Her ponytail is colored in a dark teal with bright teal edges and two light teal star sparkles, as well as a shade of dark interior. Her eyes possesses long thick eyelashes that are entirely black, with small dots adorning each end. She wears a high-collared teal-green crop-top that sports an upside-down heart-shaped cutout and long deep teal sleeves; her right sleeve having three cyan circles on it while her left is detached from the top. Around her waist is a seafoam-green miniskirt resembling a jesters collar with multiple triangular appendages with a ball on each end, while her tights underneath are deep teal and asymmetric, with the right having a seafoam-green stripe and the left having three seafoam-green diamonds, and both having a cyan ball on each foot. She also wears bright teal gloves; the left under her sleeve and the right over her sleeve.
Antauri turns his attention the Glam Sisters, which he knows that the two are here for the pageant.
"Oooh, fun." Fizzarolli said, gasps nervously. "You gals gonna be competing as well? That's really nice."
But the girls continue posing as they speak.
"You can shut up now you fugly imp." Glitz insults.
"Yeah, see we didn't come to chat, we came to win." Glam adds.
"Wow, what attractive attitudes you got." Fizzarolli said.
"Like we care what your opinion is Fizza-uh..."
"-rotty!" Glam finished her sentence with a smirk.
"Shut up, I was thinking of one!" Glitz shouts in annoyance.
"Should've been faster." Glam remarked sassily.
"Whore!" Glitz snapped.
"Slow-ass bitch!" Glam snapped back.
"You know, it's pretty obvious the two of you are very annoying arguing instead of using the 'you can look, but you can't touch' gimmick." Antauri points out in annoyance.
"Yeah, well, who asked-"
The Glam Sisters fully take him in for the first time, getting the glee looks.
"You know, we prefer to be the mothers, not fighters." Glam said with a smile.
"And you'd be lucky to get taken by the twins in Envy." Glitz adds as she pulls him close and snaps a photo for her Envee account, much to his dismay.
"Yeah, I don't think so." Antauri said. "Generic mean twins and some media stars aren't my thing, fish sticks."
"Yeah, and it's also pretty telling that you snatches can't even keep your stupid mirror schtick together." Blitzo adds in agreement, annoyance. "It ain't cute. And you're not taking the kid, cuz' he's taken."
"We don't need to." Glitz remarked with a smirk.
"We put our energy towards our performance." Glam adds.
"And winning not only Mammon's favor, but to take care of that white pup of yours." Glitz adds.
"Oh, well." Fizzarolli said with a smile. "I look forward to seeing what you do, and may the best clown w-"
"We plan to." The Glam Sisters said in unison.
Glam laughs as Glitz flips Fizzarolli off. Then the Glam Sisters walk pass Blitzo, Fizzarolli, and Antauri into the tent.
"-win." Fizzarolli finished his sentence when the music starts.
"Aw man. I didn't give a rats ass about this competition." Blitzo said with a scowl. "But. Christ on a stick Fizz, pile drive those sluts."
Fizzarolli begins to feel the pressure of the competition.
The scene changes to inside of the tent where a shark-shaped arena is housing the competition. Then all the contestants appear on stage as the crowd goes wild. Mammon sits in a web-like seat at the very back, accompanied by two robo-fizzies, one of them fanning him. Mammon sinks his teeth into a chicken drumstick as the contest begins.
"We've certainly got some quality up here tonight, folks. Will Mr. 10 years running come out on top? Or is it time for fresh meat?"
Fizzarolli performs his juggling act on a unicycle, but he ends up with the balls bouncing off of his head.
Announcer (Sings):
Juggling, it's objectively cool
Our returning champ is nobody's fool
But what's this?
The Glam sisters above him are on a tightwire. Glitz is sitting on a unicycle pedaling while holding up Glam, who's upside down and juggling the balls with her feet. Glam let the balls fall, landing on Glitz's knee as she balances them perfectly.
Announcer (Sings):
The twins bring it to the wire
Then the Glam sisters are lit on fire as they glare smugly.
Announcer (Sings):
Also, they're on fire
Points for style (Points for style)
The crowd goes wild (Crowd goes wild)
Then the scoreboard changes, putting the Glam Sisters in the lead with 123 points. Fizzarolli training behind with 115 points.
Announcer (Sings):
It's the pie gag and the twins want a taste
The Glam Sisters smile to the audience as they pick up a pie with one hand and hold each other's free hand.
Announcer (Sings):
But what's this?
The Glam Sisters prepare to shove a pie in their face, when Fizzarolli appears in between them to make a hit. Then the Glam Sisters glares angrily as Fizzarolli sits down in a chair nearby, then he poses as a pile of pies drop on top of him. Then he kicks a leg upward and smiles as the residue of pies land on the girls head.
Announcer (Sings):
It's Fizz in the face
He takes the cake and he eats it, too
He's hungry to win, and he's covered in goo
That's point for cream the crowd screams
Then the scoreboard changes again, putting Fizzarolli in the lead with 375 points. The Glam Sisters trail behind with 327 points.
Announcer (Sings):
Ba-Ba-Balloons, he's pumping them out
Then Fizzarolli blows seven balloons up and then he twists them together to make an image of Mammon's head.
Announcer (Sings):
From where I'm sittin' you can hear the crowd
Then the Glam Sisters appear, holding a crown made out of balloons.
Announcer (Sings):
Not give a shit cause the twins are here
Then the Glam Sisters place their crown on top of Mammon's face, stunning him. Mammon laughs impressed with the action.
Announcer (Sings):
They're full of sin and they're here to win
Then the scoreboard changes, once again, this tying Fizzarolli and the Glam Sisters for first place with 666 points each. Then the Glam Sisters grin maliciously at they glare at a nervous Fizzarolli.
Announcer (Sings):
Holy Moly! Things are not looking good for Fizz-a-rolli
The crowd cheers as Mammon appears on stage.
"And now, you (HONK) c****, we're down to our clowny finalists." Mammon announces.
"Mammon! Mammon!"
Then the spotlight from behind Mammon blinds a topless fan, who's sitting on the shoulders of another imp holding a sign that says, 'Charge Me Mammon' and her credit card number. Then she falls backwards into the crowd. Then Mammon rushes over and holds Fizzarolli on.
"My very own pride and joy, the marketable son I never had, Fizzarolli!" Mammon said with a smirk. "And the surprisingly funny women act that made me reflect on my earlier statements: The Glam Sisters!"
Then Mammon drops Fizzarolli as approaches the other finalists, the Glam Sisters. Then the Glam Sisters pose with Mammon. Then Fizzarolli puts on a forced smile for the audience, before Mammon pulls him over.
"Now, we're gonna have a quick meet 'n greet with our finalists..."
"So, fork it over, kiddies!" Mammon said with a smirk, gestures his hand. "You know it's worth it!"
Then Mammon laughs maniacally again as he takes large bags of money from the guests before pushing and kicking them into the area. Then he notices that someone put a lint and a coin and a paperclip in his hand and frowns unimpressed. The poor imp child eagerly stands in front of him, until Mammon snaps his fingers and a minion places a 'Poor Sap' bag over his head and takes him away.
Inside the 'Meet 'n Greet' area, the Glam Sisters are posing for the pictures while performing some acrobatics trick. Fizzarolli, hiding behind a cardboard cutout of himself, quietly approaches Mammon at the entrance.
"Hey, Mammon, uh- I may not be uh- i-in the right headspace to interact with the fans right now." Fizzarolli said nervously. "Is it okay if I maybe skip the whole thing?"
"Psh, of course not." Mammon scoffs, still collecting money.
"I just really don't think I'm really-"
Mammon picks Fizzarolli up by the face, muffling any explanations.
"Aaaw, come on, Fizzie, my boy. Don't you wanna do this for your fans? Listen to them!" Mammon said as the crowd of rabid fans are waiting to meet Fizzarolli, including a giant hairless dog demon. "They're dying to meet you! Dying to see your little Fizzie face! You gotta make a good impression, mate. The better impression, the more they'll want a piece of you they can take home and fuck! Don't you want that, Fizzie? To be fucked?!"
"Uhhh...I mean, no, not really, actually." Fizzarolli stammering.
"Fizzie, I-I'm not gonna lie, I want that." Mammon told him, holds Fizzarolli close to him tightly. "So, come on, just do this one thing for me."
"Okay, sir." Fizzarolli reluctantly replied in a muffled tone.
"Aw, you're a bloody legend, Fizzie! They're gonna wanna fuck you, like you're fucking my heart with joooy right now!" Mammon said excitedly, hugs tightly again and then puts Fizzarolli back down while pinching his cheek. "Now get out there and make me proud, you stupid little (HONK) c***."
Mammon disappears in a burst of smoke. Then Fizzarolli coughs as Antauri and Blitzo appears nearby, hanging from the ceiling by a cord attached to their belts. However, Blitzo is unable to get himself rightside up while Antauri lands on the ground.
"Wow, Fizz, you let him talk to you like that?" Blitzo asks with a glare. "You got some kink I should know about or something?"
"It's just how he is." Fizzarolli groans, turns away with his arms crossed.
"But that doesn't make it okay, Fizz." Antauri points out. "For fuck's sake, have you ever seen someone like Asmodues or Bee talk to their employees or subjects like that? Or how they treat them like that?"
"I mean. Shit, if he talked to me that way-"
"Ugh, it's fine." Fizzarolli groans as he walks over to meet the fans. "Heya, folks! Where ya from?"
One of the fans flashes her breasts at Fizzarolli.
"Oh! Lust, love it here, obviously. Wet Dreamsville, hah!" Fizzarolli said with a forced smile, signs books, toys, and even a hellhounds chest. Best pharmacies in Hell! Ragesburg well, nice to meetcha ya, partner. Ha he, I don't do accents. Fun! Ah, nice to meet you, too! Thank you so much for coming to the show."
"We love you, Fizz! Fizz! Fizz! Fizz! Fizz!"
While Antauri tries to keep an eye on Fizzarolli, he senses someone from behind him. He turns around and sees a Hellhound his age holding a plush of him with a pen and his tail wagging. It got Antauri off-guard as he then signs it before the pup hugs the white hellhound and walks off.
"Awww~!"
Antauri turns and see Rebel and Esme, who happen to be the same two Hellhound from the party at Gluttony Ring.
"Got something for you to sign, little guy." Esme told him as they lift their tops with their teeth, exposing their breasts and it got Antauri blushed with steam coming out of his ears.
"S-S-Seriously?!" Antauri exclaims which it got Fizzarolli and Blitzos attention as they started to snicker.
"C'mon. Don't leave us hanging, dude." Rebel said in a muffled tone as she and Esme kneels down to his level, which Antauri sign their names on their chests.
Then both Rebel and Esme stand next to the white hellhound to take a picture, catching him off-guard by kissing him on his cheeks. It got Antauri blush even more while Blitzo and Fizzarolli released a few snorts.
"Oh, I'm so gonna record this." Blitzo snorts, recording it on his phone while Fizz joins him.
"Is everything alright, puppy?" Esme asks. "You look a little stressed."
"What do you think?" Antauri asks, stammering.
It got Rebel and Esme giggled a bit as they nuzzled against his cheeks.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Esme said as she called them. "Scythe! Floofzia! Come over here!"
Two female hellhounds he never saw walks over and stop in their tracks when they see the white hellhound with starstruck expressions and their tails wagging.
"Told ya we knew him." Rebel said with a smug.
Antauri felt embarrassed, but began shaking their hands and take a picture which Blitzo and Fizzarolli starts to burst with a laugh. Just as soon as the four female hellhounds walk off, Fizzarolli had his fun as he gets back to his business while Antauri quietly follows him.
Fizzarolli frowns solemnly, until he notices a young imp holding a pen and piece of paper waving happily at him. Then he puts the pen and paper under his arm as he speaks to Fizzarolli through sign language.
"Fizzarolli! I'm a big fan! (F-CLOWN! I BIG ADMIRE-PERSON!)"
Fizzarolli blinks twice before smiling.
"Come on over here (COME)" Fizzarolli gestures.
Then the kid rushes over and opens up his paper. Fizzarolli happily signs it and gives it to the kid, who smiles happily.
"I want to be a clown just like you. (CLOWN SAME)"
"You can do anything you want to do. (IF WANT CAN WORK)" Fizzarolli told him, using hand signs as he then stands up and spoke to the crowd. "I hope you're excited for the biiig finale!"
"Boo! Boo! Sellout piece of shit!" The voice of Burnie shouts.
The crowd looks around confused, wondering where the booing was coming from. Fizzarolli gestures the kid to head back into the crowd.
"Uh- wh- c-come again?" Fizzarolli siad nervously.
"Ughh, your act is such fucking trash; always has been." The voice of Burnie Burnz said.
He climbs up behind the back of the crowd, revealing himself, the same imp stalker who's obsessed with Fizzarolli all those years ago.
Burnie Burnz remains the same, with some differences; he's taller and slightly more muscular physique, the frames of his glasses are thicker, and his T-shirt has stains, and there are three splotches on the bottom left.
"Except! Now, I have to see your smug face plastered on everything, everywhere!" Burnie continued. "And, you can read all about it on my review blog: . .gov."
Then Burnie falls back into the crowd after having lost his balance. Then Fizzarolli shifts nervously at the reunion.
"Hah, well. Anyway, folks, heh-"
Burnie reappears, having to crawl his to the front of the crowd.
"You're not even a clown anymore." Burnie said as he stands up, turns around as he stomps his foot dramatically. "All you do is work at that overpriced, sleaze joint, and then every year, you come back here to put us through the same tired, old routine."
Blitzo watches through his sniper scope while Antauri watches through his shades as Burnie begins to approach Fizzarolli, forcing him back before recognizing him.
"Is there a single, original idea in that head?" Burnie questions with a snarl when Fizzarolli finds himself literally backed into a wall with no way out.
"I uh- uh- uuuh-"
"You fucking suck, and so do your products." Burnie said, towering over him. "Your sex-bots can't even get me off right, you know-"
Then Blitzo lands in front of him and he aims his sniper rifle at him while Antauri aims his pistol at him as well. Burnie freezes with his hands up, but it does nothing to stop him from talking.
"What? Still think you're too good to even talk to me?" Fizzarolli taunts, but earned a shot in the balls by Antauri.
"Shut the fuck up!" Antauri said in annoyance. "No one gives two shits about you. What? You gotta problem with him or something?"
"How about you stay the fuck out of-"
Antauri then shoves the gun in Burnie's mouth.
"Now it's my turn to talk. Here's some advice: If you can hit your target, pretty much any gun will do the trick." Antauri said with a smirk. "Now that's one to grow on. Though it's too bad you're a dead imp anyway."
And with that, Antauri shot Burnie clean in the head.
"Wow, that's a good advice and yeah, too bad that fuckers dead anyway." Blitzo states with an impressed smirk.
But both Blitzo and Antauri turns back to Fizzarolli, who's hyperventilate as he rushes over and catches him when he collapses.
"Hey, hey-Woah, woah, you good?" Blitzo asks with worry when Mammon appears in a green smoke as he throws an imp aside and holds Fizzarolli up.
"Yeah, mate? You alright, Fizzie?" Mammon asks.
Fizzarolli looks at Mammon, who glares at him, threateningly.
"Yeah- yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Fizzarolli answered quickly with a fake smile, which he's scared. "I'm- I'm fine, yeah, heh."
Mammon looks Fizzarolli over and smiles.
"Tell you what: I'll let the hotties go on before ya, give ya some time to get your shit together." Mammon suggests, quietly but menacingly. "Get your shit together, Fizzie. You're a bloody legend. You're a bloody legend, bitch!"
Mammon spins Fizzarolli, and sends him toward the backstage entrance. Fizzarolli catches his breath, still shaken from the ambush. Blitzo and Antauri rushes back over, still concerned for him.
"Oh, shit." Blitzo said. "That guy got to you, did he?"
"Fizz, you don't have to-"
"I do, kid. I do." Fizzarolli told the white hellhound, walks over to the stage as Blitzo and Antauri rushes after him.
"Fucking hell, Fizz, this is stupid." Blitzo said in annoyance. "That clown shit is not this important."
"This job is! Without it I'll lose-"
"-Everything!" The Glam Sisters interrupts, laughs evilly as they step through the backstage door, with their eyes shining brightly through the dark before fading.
"Seriously, that guy is a fucking dick, and he's using you for everything, cause you're likable, and he's a fucking trash fire." Blitzo told him.
"No, he's not!" Fizzarolli snapped. "He's just trying to make me good enough.'
"Good enough for what, Fizz?" Antauri questions with a serious glare. "You're already famous enough!"
Then the crowd settle down in their seats as the lights in the arena dim. Then pop music plays as the Glitz appears inside a spiral whirlpool before cutting through it with her hand, beginning the song.
Glitz (Sings):
Get ready for the new look
New rhythm and a new hook
Not here to cuddle
More like leave you in a puddle
Them Glam's arms move from two to four as Glitz appears from behind her in unison.
Glam (Sings):
Little double trouble got ya boy shook
Glitz (Sings):
Ha, ha, here's the sitch'
Feed sin with ya taxes
Greedy greed wins where the cash is
Wanna sell my funny, slutty body to the masses
Glam Sisters (Sings):
Feelin' lonely on a Saturday night
Well, money can't buy happiness
But, it can rent you paradise
Then the spotlight changes to neon lights. Then the girls begin to float above the stage, rotating in a circle formation.
Glam Sisters (Sings):
Give in to temptation
Take your time I'll be patient
Be my little piggy let me
Scratch your dirty itch
Then the Glam Sisters sprout wings from their back, performing aerobatic moves as they continue singing. Fizzarolli watches from behind the curtains, afraid that they may actually win the pageant.
Glam Sisters (Sings):
I'm a klown, bitch
Fix up your frown, bitch
Gimme the crown, bitch
You hear that sound
You're goin' down
Fizzarolli tearfully runs away from the backstage, passing Blitzo and Antauri, who pursues him. Then the girls hold each other as they lean back. Then the water pours on them and lean upright again, flipping their fin hair for the audience and smiling.
Glam Sisters (Sings):
I'm a klown, bitch
Get ready for a-
Back with Fizzarolli, he enters his dressing room hyperventilating and slams the door behind him. Then he heads over to his makeup desk and looks at his reflection in the mirror.
"O-Okay, Fizz. You can do this. You can do this. You can do this." Fizzarolli said to him, breathing heavily. "It's okay, it's fine. You have a show to do soon, it's fine."
Fizzarolli wipes the sweat off his forehead and looks at his hand. White makeup was on it. Then he looks in horror to see that the scar above his left eye was visible.
"Oh- oh no, oh- no, no, no, no." Fizzarolli gasp, strained and hyperventilating. "No, no."
Fizzarolli gets a makeup brush and he tries to apply it to the scar, but his hands are shaking rapidly. Then he gets a heart-shaped makeup kit with Ozzie's name on it. Then he opens it up to reveal a heart-shaped mirror.
"It's okay, you're fine." Fizzarolli said to himself. "You need to be fine."
"Fizz! Are you okay?" Asmodeus asks with worry, appears in through Fizzarolli's dressing room door.
"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" Fizzarolli snaps, turned to Asmodeus. "You shouldn't be here, Asmodeus. I'm fine, please!"
Asmodeus tries to enter the room, but due to his tremendous size, he couldn't get through the door. So, with a snap of his fingers, he shrank down to a much smaller size, allowing him to enter the room and up to Fizzarolli.
"Come on, Froggie..."
"I'm fine! I'm fine! Just needed a minute!" Fizzarolli said with a fake smile.
"You aren't okay, you're shaking." Asmodeus points out.
Feeling pressured, Fizzarolli gets up, walks away from the desk, and toward the poster next to the doorway.
"Ozz, I'm about to go on to the finale, I need some time to mentally prepare." Fizzarolli told him, turns away with his arms crossed.
"Fizz, come on! I'm trying to talk to you, you can't force yourself to-"
"Ozz, I have to do this." Fizzarolli interrupts. "This could be my last chance to prove that I'm still good at this. That it's not over! That I'm still good enough! It's not just Mammon. I'm fine. I just...need to be better."
"You think you need to be perfect, model performer, but that's because Mammon is always forcing an image onto you!" Asmodeus told him.
"But, everything I have is because of Mammon. I have this life. I have security. I have you." Fizzarolli said. "Without Mammon I wouldn't be...I wouldn't have...I just...I have to win this."
"Fizzie..."
"I don't want to lose." Fizzarolli interrupts again, walks away. "Because I feel like if I lose this. I lose you."
"How would you lose me?" Asmodeus scoffs with a question, holds Fizzarolli's shoulders. "Come on, Froggie."
"You're only with me because of who I am at best!" Fizzarolli snaps, pushes Asmodeus' hands off his shoulders. "I'm barely worthy of working with a King of Sin 'cause THIS IS WHO I AM! Without all this...I'm just nothing...and Mammon made me this. I owe it all to him."
"Fizz, Mammon didn't do shit." Asmodeus told him. "You already were this. You'd be this no matter what! You are the most inspiring demon I have ever known, and meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me. I adore your inventiveness, your attitude, your resilience. And...you're just the cutest little thing alive. Also, you are a waaaay better performer than Mammon ever was, and thaaaat's just facts."
"It's...It's hard, you know?" Fizzarolli said in teary eyes. "To t-trust that. I...I just...I love you so much, Ozzie."
"And, I love you, Fizzarolli." Asmodeus replied with an embrace. "And I would whether you win this bullshit or not."
"Well, I kinda spent my whole warmup having a panic attack." Fizzarolli states with a nervous chuckle.
Asmodeus (Sings):
Crooked horn, crooked grin
Fizzarolli walks away, with a small smirk on his face.
Asmodeus (Sings):
You're a crooked, horny
Freaky, little joker
Fizzarolli (Sings):
You're a Deadly...Sin
Asmodeus (Sings):
And I don't wanna hear another goddamn word about it
'Win, win, win'
Then Fizzarolli puts his hat back on, and Asmodeus takes his hands as they ballet danced across the room.
Asmodeus (Sings):
Oh, oh, oh, I think you're messy
But, I'm messy, too
No, no, no, I wouldn't clean a thing
When I ended up with you
Fizzarolli walks away for a moment, with an expression of doubt and sorrow on his face.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I don't know you waste your time on me
Asmodeus (Sings):
Baby, all I got is time
Fizzarolli (Sings):
When there's so much I'll never be
Asmodeus (Sings):
Holy shit!
Then Asmodeus holds his hand as the two of them stare each other straight in the eye.
Asmodeus (Sings):
Babe, there's so much you can't see
Fizzarolli (Sings):
What I can't see?
Then Asmodeus and Fizzarolli resume their dancing as they do a duet together.
Asmodeus and Fizzarolli (Sings):
Oh, oh
Asmodeus (Sings):
You're a broken record
Don't you ever shut your crooked little lips?
Fizzarolli (Sings):
What do you want me to do with your lips?
Asmodeus and Fizzarolli (Sings):
Oh, oh, oh you sure are lucky
You make my crooked heart do
Freaky, little flips
Asmodeus (Sings):
You make my crooked heart do
'Froggie' little flips
"Ribbit." Fizzarolli said, croaks like a frog and laughs.
Fizzarolli sighs happily. Then Asmodeus and Fizzarolli lean in and share a loving. Antauri quietly opens the door with a smile on his face which it got their attention.
"So, you good, Fizz?" Antauri asks.
"Yeah, thanks kid." Fizzarolli replied with a smile.
"Oh, so you two are an item?" Blitzo asks with an intense glare, putting his shades back on while smiling. "Well, congratulations, you fucking hypocrites."
"If you tell Loona or Millie about what you and Fizzarolli just pulled, you're dead." Antauri snarled.
"Right." Blitzo shrugs, walks it off.
Asmodeus turns to Fizzarolli with his raised eyebrow, wanted to know what the white hellhound is talking about.
"I'll tell you later." Fizzarolli told him, but turns to Antauri. "Hey, kid, do you think you can help me with something?"
Meanwhile, Mammon is dealing with a booing audience, who want Fizzarolli to perform.
"Uuuh- D-Don't worry, folks." Mammon said nervously. "I-I'm sure Fizzarolli will be out soon with a grand fucking performance."
Suddenly, there's an explosion, and Fizzarolli appears on stage, before an audience who cheers and slaps. Satisfied, Mammon disappears and reappears back in his web-like seat and his Robo-Fizzies. Then the smoke reveals a propped set with Fizzarolli at the deck. Then he puffs a cigarette and then he blows neon blue smoke in the air for a dramatic effect, then the music starts.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I have wasted time
I have seen my use
Fizzarolli stands up and walks across the set, passing by four photos showing Mammon's abuse toward him.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I have packaged and sold every part of me!
Suffered a lifetime of abuse
Then Fizzarolli grabs a bottle of booze to drink, only to find that it's empty.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I have lost myself
Then he throws it away and falls to his knees toward Mammon's spot in the audience.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I have worshipped at your feet
Then he picks himself back up and gestures toward the Glam Sisters, who are watching from behind the curtain. Antauri then walks past them and toward the stage, next to Fizzarolli.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
And here I am standing on top of the world
With some bitches to defeat
Then the spotlight shines on them. Then they flip Fizzarolli off before the curtain closes behind them. Then an upbeat turn begins to play as the initial set is removed from the stage.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I've played my game, I've won it all
As he walks forward, Fizzarolli gestures to the cheering crowd, and then to a hellhound who lowers his Fizzie to give him a blowjob.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
They've screamed my name
They bought the doll
I've seized the day
Fizzarolli looks down at his shirt and rips his sleeves off.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Now I've got one thing left to say-ay-ay
Fuck you!
Then the stage lights up as pyro effect spells 'Fuck You' overhead.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Here's my two minute notice, Fuck You!
Fizzarolli hops onto a ball, rolling across the stage and bounces it into the air to flip off Mammon again, landing on a second ball.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Time to quit and smell the roses
Then he pulls a giant bouquet of flowers out of his shirt and tosses it to the audience.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Say goodbye
A few fans ran away to avoid being crushed by the giant bouquet of flowers. Then he leaps off the balls and lands back on the stage with a middle finger raised at Mammon again.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
While I look at you in the eye and say, Fuck You!
Then Mammon sits back in his web-like chair munching on popcorn as a small portal begins to open up beside him.
"Interesting song." Mammon said with a smirk. "What what fuckin' this is about?"
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Fuckity, fuckity, fuckity, fuckity you!
"It's about you." Asmodeus told him with a smirk.
"Wait, what?" Mammon asks, but Asmodeus vanishes back inside of the portal jsut as he looks around, wondering who was talking to him.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Fuck You!
Fizzarolli continues his performance with a light show, displaying more on how Mammon had been treating him.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I have taken shit
Then a giant silhouette of Mammon crushes Fizzarolli under its foot.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Been crushed under your heel
Then Mammon spits out his popcorn and laughs, as he didn't know what message was all about. Then Fizzarolli is pulled up by wires on his cufflinks, spinning him around until he's disoriented.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
I have suffered for profit
And suckered for fame
Made a fortune you could steal
Then Fizzarolli rips the cufflinks of his wrists and lands back on stage when Antauri joins him.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
I've had enough, I've hit the wall
Suddenly, he gets a phone call from Mammon, nicknamed as 'Master', but he ignores the call and tosses the phone behind him.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
I'm tired of taking your calls
Then Fizzarolli lights a match and writes, 'Fuck You' in the air with the flames above them.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
It ends today
Now, there's just one thing to say-ay-ay
Fuck You!
Then Asmodeus sets a baton on fire using his breath and tosses it to Fizzarolli. Then Fizzarolli twirls the baton and flips off Mammon again.
Fizzarolli and Antauri (Sings):
I wish I'd say sooner, fuck you
Then he tosses the baton into the air and spins around, ripping off the bottom of his shirt to show off his midriff and poses seductively as he catches the baton with his mouth, catching Asmodeus off guard.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
Cut you off, like a tumor
Then he spin the baton and flips off Mammon once more, emphasizing his wish for Mammon's death.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
Hope you die
Then he turns his rear to the camera and pats it as the camera zooms in.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
Kiss my ass goodbye, you cuck, fuck you!
Asmodeus smiles fondly as Fizzarolli. Suddenly, he looks down and covers his lower half with the curtain, smiles sheepishly. Then Fizzarolli jumps into the audience to amp up the crowd.
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Have you ever felt sick and tired
Of doing the same shit everyday with your anger brewin'
Eatin' shit for a boss that you're sick of obeyin'
If you ever felt the same let me hear ya say it!
Then Fizzarolli jumps back on stage and guides the audience to sing along with him.
Antauri and Fizzarolli with ensemble (Sings):
Did you really think I was gonn say?
Spending life bent over with your fist in my 'a'
But some of the crowd stops singing and looks on confused. Then Fizzarolli runs up a lit set of steps onto a coffin prop at the top. Then Fizzarolli stands at the edge before falling inside, while he's in a coffin pose.
Antauri and Fizzarolli with ensemble (Sings):
Slander me, I'll never work in this town
If I stick around I'll be six feet under the ground!
Then Fizzarolli springs out of the coffin prop and swings around on trapeze ropes above the stage.
Antauri with ensemble (Sings):
Fuck You!
Fizzarolli (Sings):
Wo-oh-oh!
Antauri with ensemble (Sings):
Here's my two minute notice, Fuck You!
Fizarolli (Sings):
Suck it, greedy bastard!
You're a fucking ass clown!
Antauri and Fizzarolli with ensemble (Sings):
Time to quit and smell the roses!
Say goodbye
Too late to apologize!
While swinging around, Fizzarolli notices the hellhound from before humping his leg. Then the hellhound is shot by Blitzo, from the roof of the stage.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
So, this is it
Then Fizzarolli lands back on the steps. Then he pushes the coffin prop over calls Mammon over.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
Mammon, you sad sack of shit
Then the audience stops singing along and look up at Mammon. Mammon, actually getting the message, surges with electricity in anger as Fizzarolli and Antauri finishes the song.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
Fuck Yooouuu!
Then Sign rise behind them with different ways to say and spell out, 'Fuck You' along with the audience chanting the words.
Antauri and Fizzarolli (Sings):
You bitch!
Yeah!
Then the crowd erupts with applause as Mammon angrily pushes over the Robo-Fizz applauding and grabs a bag of popcorn from the second Robo Fizz to eat while brooding. Antauri turns to Fizzarolli, earned his attention as the white hellhound gives him a thumbs up. Then Fizzarolli looks over at Asmodeus, who gives him an encouraging thumbs up, and then walk towards the audience.
"Thank you all so much. You know, it's always been one of the greatest thrills of my life performing." Fizzarolli announces. "And I'm so glad to bring you all one, last show."
As he speaks, he looks to see the young imp from earlier waving to him. Then Fizzarolli signs 'Thank you' to him in a sign language, which makes him smile.
"'Cuz now...I quit!" Fizzarolli said with a smile.
Then Fizzarolli drops the microphone and walks away, leaving the audience gasping in shock and confusion. Mammon stares wide eyed before spitting chewed up popcorn at the drag Robo Fizz.
"WHAT?!" Mammon yelled angrily.
Then Mammon disappears in green smoke, and then he appears right in front of Fizzarolli and Antauri as he walks away, holding his scepter up close to his throat.
"QUIT?!" Mammon snarled. "You miserable piece of shit! What do you mean you quit?!"
"I mean, I quit." Fizzarolli said with a smirk, pushes the scepter away from his throat as he and Antauri around him. "I'm done. G'day, mate!"
As he mocked Mammon, Fizzarolli gave him a double bird as he stretched away, with his arms following after a second of staying in Mamon's face. Then Mammon growls in fury before six eyes appear above his standard ones. Then he snarls before shouting, and then exploding in a puff of green smoke. Fizzarolli looks behind him, to see an enormous golden spider leg with a brown tip slam just inches away from him, Asmodeus and Antauri watches behind them.
"Oh, that motherfucker." Antauri and Asmodeus said, scowling.
Then the giant spider leg backs away, cracking the ground as it did so. From the smoke revealed a giant green cocoon that splits apart.
"YOU FUCKING UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SHIT!" Mammon said.
From the giant green cocoon, Mammon burst out in his full demon form. Then he roars loudly and furiously as he looks down at Fizzarolli who stands his ground scowling confidently as Mammon leans into his face.
"I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING! YOU ARE PRACTICALLY IN MY IMAGE!" Mammon yelled, enraged. "I RAISED YOU LIKE THE SON I DIDN'T WANT!"
Mammon points at Fizzarolli, but he slaps his hand away and stares him down without fear, crossing his arms confidently. Mammon stares back in rage, but then he notices a giant seal behind Fizzarolli, and suddenly, there's a burst of flame, followed by Asmodeus roaring in his full demon form while Antauri appeared beside them.
"You'd better back the fuck up, Mam!" Asmodeus said angrily in a demonic voice.
"And you know, you should've accept the fact that you're nothing but a fucking piece of shit who doesn't care anyone." Antauri adds with a scowl.
"Ho-ly shit! I say, I say!" Wally Wackford exclaims.
"Ha-ha, hooo. Look who's acting like a big fuckin' hero." Mammon said with a smirk, chuckled as he leans close to Asmodeus. "Careful what you say, Ozzie. Wouldn't want your little secret getting out, would we?"
"I don't care anymore!" Asmodeus retorted.
"Ozz?" Fizzarolli said, turns his head in confusion.
"Because if you let him quit, I could tell everyone here that you-"
"What? That I love him? Well, I do!" Asmodeus cuts him in.
Mammon stares at surprise as, instead of laughing at Fizzarolli and Asmodeus, everyone immediately went down to their phones, all overlapping each other as they texted and memed, all while saying, 'I knew it'. Mammon just looks down blankly scratching his head in confusion and embarassment.
"Well, well, guess your plan went down the drain." Antauri mocks with a smirk.
"Oh...uh, shit, ah, you dirty bitch." Mammon stammers, but slithers around Asmodeus and Fizzarolli. "You are gonna regret revealing that, Ozz."
Mammon then turns to Antauri.
"And you'll regret making an enemy out of me." Mammon continued.
"No, I won't!" Antauri remarked with a scowl. "They already know your true color thanks to Fizz. And they'll be watching you every move, and if anyone who's gonna regret, it's you. Then when that time comes, we'll be ready and you'll die in shame."
Mammon then began to growl with rage as he screams, causing a huge cloud of green smoke to ingulf the circus tent; everyone screams as everything seems to crumble around him. When the cloud dissipates, Asmodeus is hugging Fizzarolli and Antauri to himself to protect them, and once he sees that they're safe, the two of them starts hugging each other, from behind the curtain, the Glam Sisters lie there, Glitz on top of Glam, before Glitz gets up.
"So, does that mean we win?" Glitz asks.
"Not even close." The voice of Antauri said, purposely pushes the wooden plank as it falls on top of them. "Oops, sorry..."
Cut to the limousine driving away, running over a photo with Mammon and Fizzarolli. Inside it, Asmodeus and Fizzarolli still act all lovey-dovey, Blitzo and Antauri being squished between him and the left wall of the limo.
"Um, guys...need air here..." Antauri groans which Asmodeus shrinks.
"So, uhm, who tops?" Blitzo asks, but Fizzarolli groans as Asmodeus grins at him.
That's it for the 23rd chapter.
Okay guys, this story will be hold until the new episodes arrive.