A Prince and a celebrity visiting the suburbs in a chariot didn't exactly go unnoticed. When they arrived, many imps were already waiting for them, eager to meet them.
"Oh my Satan, it's Asmodeus!"
"And Fizzarolli! They're my favorite couple!"
"Can I have an autograph?"
"Will you perform for us?"
"Can I have a kiss?"
"Come on guys, give us some space, will ya?!" shouted Blitzo, a bit envious.
The group entered the house, and were greeted by the others.
"Hey, guys. Welcome to my humble abode." said Blitzo, trying to be funny.
"Hi, Blitzo." said Moxxie, laughing.
"Hi, Moxxie. What are you doing here? said Blitzo, suspicious.
"Surprise?" said Moxxie.
"It was hard not to notice Asmodeus and Fizzarolli coming over. So, we thought we'd join you," explained Millie.
"Cool, welcome aboard," said Blitzo. "So...We're going to introduce you to our way of having fun. But first, you have to try my favourite delicacy: fried possum."
"Fried possum? Gross," said Fizzarolli.
"Oh, don't worry, Fizzy. It's delicious," said Blitzo.
"Trust me, it is," said Moxxie, licking his lips.
"I guess I could try it," said Fizzarolli, reluctant.
They sat down, and the group enjoyed their meal.
"Oh, that was actually amazing," said Asmodeus.
"Told you it was delicious," said Blitzo, grinning.
Fizzarolli wasn't really enjoying the dish. Glancing at the window, he noticed that some people were trying to snoop in and get a glance of the two lovers.
"Hey, can you guys stop staring at us?" asked Fizzarolli.
The intruders quickly went away.
"Sorry, it's just that you're so famous," said Millie.
"Yeah, and you're living here with us for a week, the lowest class, the poorest people in the land," said Moxxie.
"Oh, come on. Don't say that. We're not that different," said Fizzarolli, defending them.
"So, how was your week in the Lust Mansion, Blitzo? Did you guys have fun?" asked Millie.
"Oh yeah, we did," said Blitzo. "But some stuff happened that you guys should know about."
"What kind of stuff?" asked Moxxie.
Blitzo proceeded to tell the others what had happened before and during the evening at Beelzebub's restaurant. The rest of the imps was shocked and angered.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, Blitzo. That's horrible. " said Millie.
"I knew there was no way anything was going to change around here" said Moxxie, disheartened.
"Hey, don't give up just yet," said Asmodeus.
"We still have this week to have some fun, and prove that princes and the poor can live together" said Fizzarolli, optimistic.
"I guess so," said Moxxie.
"Don't worry guys, we will figure something out," reassured Blitzo.
And with that, the group went outside, visiting more of the suburbs.
They started by teaching Fizzarolli and Asmodeus how to play cards.
"This one is called 'Go Fish,'" said Blitzo.
"Okay, we're ready," said Fizzarolli, excited.
"The objective is to get all the cards, and the first one to do it wins," explained Blitzo. "But if you lose, you have to drink."
"Sounds easy enough," said Fizzarolli.
And so, the group played a few rounds, and it turned out that Fizzarolli and Asmodeus were quite good at the game.
"Okay, now let's play something else," said Blitzo, quite drunk already after losing many rounds.
"What about 'Spin the Bottle.'?" said Millie.
"Oh, I love this game!" exclaimed Millie.
"Me too," agreed Moxxie.
"What is it?" asked Fizzarolli.
"The person who spins the bottle gets to give a dare to the one the bottle is pointing at," explained Millie.
"I don't know if that's really the case... I'm not really a fan of this," said Asmodeus, unsure.
"Come on, Oz, it's just a game," said Fizzarolli.
"If you say so," said Asmodeus.
Millie went to get an empty bottle, and brought it back to the group.
"Who wants to spin the bottle first?" asked Millie.
"Me!" said Moxxie.
The short imp gave the bottle a good spin, and the result was Asmodeus.
"Oh crumbs" muttered Moxxie,
"Looks like it's your turn, Mox," said Millie, giggling.
"Okay, I dare you to... eat this cockroach!" said Moxxie, mischievously showing a little insect in his hand.
"What the fuck? No!" exclaimed Asmodeus.
"That's the rule, Asmodeus," said Millie, teasing him.
"Come on, it's just a dare, don't be such a pussy," mocked Fizzarolli.
"Ugh, fine," said Asmodeus, rolling his eyes.
He grabbed a cockroach and swallowed it whole, disgusting everyone in the room.
"Ew, gross," said Millie.
"Just kidding, just kidding," said Moxxie. "That wasn't a real cockroach. It was a fake."
"Seriously?" said Asmodeus, relieved. "It did taste like plastic."
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," said Moxxie, smiling.
"Who's next? Me!" said Fizzarolli, spinning the bottle.
And the bottle pointed towards Blitzo.
"Alright, let's see..." said Fizzarolli, pondering his next dare.
"Do I have to drink if I don't accept the dare?" asked Blitzo, unsure.
"Of course," said Fizzarolli.
"No, please," protested Blitzo.
"Okay, then the dare is: I dare you to kiss the next person the bottle points at" said Fizzarolli.
"I have a bad feeling about this," said Blitzo, worried.
And so, he spun the bottle again, and it pointed towards Moxxie.
"Oh no" moaned Moxxie.
"Okay, here we go," said Blitzo.
And so, he leaned in and gave Moxxie a quick kiss on the lips.
"Ew," said Moxxie, wiping his mouth with disgust, while Millie was laughing her ass off.
"This is fun." Fizzarolli told Asmodeus lowering his voice.
"Yes, very interesting indeed," agreed Asmodeus.
And so, the group continued playing, spending the night together. Then, when Millie and Moxxie left, Blitzo showed Fizzarolli and Asmodeus their sleeping arrangements.
"I hope it's okay, but we don't have an extra bedroom for you two. So you'll have to share mine. You can have the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor," explained Blitzo.
"Don't worry, we can sleep together," said Fizzarolli, reassuring him.
"That's not what I meant," said Blitzo, embarrassed.
"I'm kidding, Blitz. You wish tho." said Fizzarolli, teasingly.
"No, I don't," protested Blitzo.
"Sure sure." said Fizzarolli.
In the morning, the group heard a knocking on the door. Behind it there was Stolas.
"Stolas?! What the hell are you doing here?" asked Blitzo, shocked.
"I wanted to visit you, and see how things were going," said Stolas, smiling.
"You could have sent a message," said Blitzo.
"Yes, that was my intention, but then I thought it would be better to surprise you," explained Stolas.
"You're always surprising, aren't you," said Blitzo, sarcastic.
"You know, I've never seen this part of the city," said Stolas, looking around. "I wanted to join you guys having fun."
"Well, that's great. We could use some help," said Blitzo, a little bit nervous.
"So, what are you doing today?" asked Stolas, excited.
"We wanted to visit more of the suburbs, so that we can tell the other princes about it. " said Fizzarolli. "Do you have any particular place in mind, Blitzo?"
"Yeah, I do. There's this place called 'The Bazaar' and they sell all kinds of stuff. It's pretty cool," explained Blitzo.
"Alright, let's go then," said Stolas, eager.
And so, the group left the shack and went to 'The Bazaar'. They spent a few hours walking around and exploring the place, until they came across a certain stand.
"Look, guys, they have all kinds of clothes here," said Fizzarolli.
"That's awesome! We could get something new," said Asmodeus.
"Not really, those clothes are too cheap for your taste, Asmodeus." said Stolas, his tone a bit mocking.
"You don't know what you're talking about, Stolas," said Asmodeus, frowning.
"Well, then let's try some on," suggested Fizzarolli.
The three of them picked some clothes and went to the changing room.
"Wow, these clothes are so ugly indeed" complained Asmodeus.
"That's the point, Oz. We're not trying to look good, we're just trying to fit in," explained Blitzo.
"Whatever, I'm keeping my original clothes," said Asmodeus, stubborn.
"Told ya" said Stolas, shaking his head.
"It's not like anyone will care" said Asmodeus, crossing his arms.
"It's not about the clothes, Asmodeus," said Fizzarolli.
"Yeah, and besides, who cares about looking good. It's not like you have a date or anything," joked Stolas.
"Actually, I do. I could have a date right now with Fizzy," retorted Asmodeus.
"You're joking right, Asmodeus. Who would even want to date someone like you, a prince?" laughed Fizzarolli.
Asmodeus looked upsted after the teasing, and the group continued to walk around the bazaar, buying a few things here and there.
"This beer tastes terrible," said Asmodeus, making a face.
"It's because you're a spoiled brat, Asmodeus," said Blitzo.
"I'm not spoiled, I'm just used to good quality stuff," replied Asmodeus.
"You know, acting like that is not really helping our cause." reminded Fizzarolli. "This is a very important thing, remember?"
"Fine," said Asmodeus, sulking.
Then, a demon approached the group.
"Excuse me, you're Fizzarolli, aren't you? And you're the prince of Lust, right?" asked the demon, nervously.
"Yes, that's us," said Fizzarolli, smiling.
"Oh, wow. Can I get an autograph?" asked the demon, excited.
"Of course," said Fizzarolli. "Here you go."
"Thank you so much, you're the best!" exclaimed the demon, running away.
"See, people like us, Oz. We're celebrities after all." said Fizzarolli, patting him in the shoulder. "There are good things about being here"
"Yeah, I guess," said Asmodeus, reluctant.
Then another demon came. This one looked like he hadn't shaved his beard in years if ever, and looked particularly creepy.
"Excuse me, you're Fizzarolli right?" he asked, visibly shaking and sweating.
"Yes, that's me," said Fizzarolli, trying his best to smile.
"Can I touch your horns? I've always dreamed of touching them," pleaded the demon, his voice filled with desperation.
"I would rather not," said Fizzarolli, slowly stepping away.
"But I've waited so long," whined the demon, grabbing his arm. "I've always been a fan"
"Let go of me!" exclaimed Fizzarolli.
"Hey, let go of him!" shouted Asmodeus, pulling him away.
"Come on guys, I'm a fan. Just a small touch. Please," begged the demon.
"Stay the fuck away from him," warned Blitzo, taking out a knife.
"Blitz, don't. This is not what we are supposed to be doing." reminded Fizzarolli, sighing.
"Alright, come here" the man said, trying to get closer to Fizzarolli, who started backing away.
"You know what, fuck this" said Blitzo, and he threw a knife to the demon's head, killing him instantly.
"Blitz, what the fuck?! You just killed a guy!" screamed Fizzarolli.
"It's okay. He's dead now," shrugged Blitzo.
"You can't just kill people whenever you want!" protested Fizzarolli.
"Why not?" asked Blitzo. "Nobody cared about this guy any way."
"This is exactly the type of behavior that makes things worse, Blitz," scolded Fizzarolli.
"Sorry," said Blitzo, apologetic.
"Just forget it, let's get out of here," sighed Fizzarolli, dragging his friends away from the place. Moxxie was waiting for them in a van tagged "i.m.p."
"This is fucking awesome." said Stolas. "I'm having loads of fun here. You imps are really cool."
"Thanks," replied Moxxie, smiling.
"What is this vehicle anyway?" asked Asmodeus.
"Oh, that's our company's car," replied Blitzo.
"Your company? I thought you were a gardener," said Asmodeus.
"Lol no, we also own a killing business, and I'm their boss," explained Blitzo.
"Are you serious? You guys are killers?" exclaimed Fizzarolli, perplexed.
"You betcha," agreed Blitzo.
"We kill assholes like him." said Blitzo, pointing the dead man in the distance.
"But what do you get from that?" asked Asmodeus, confused.
"We get money and fame," said Blitzo. "We're the most popular killers in all of Hell."
"Cool," said Fizzarolli, a little impressed.
"So, how does it work? Do you have targets and stuff?" asked Asmodeus.
"Of course. We get paid to kill people by clients," explained Blitzo. "The more complicated the job is, the more money we make."
The group got back home. Asmodeus and Fizzarolli went outside together, discussing the day's events.
"You know, based on the differences between our life and these people's lives, I don't know if having them live better lives is something I'm interested into." said Asmodeus. "Maybe we should just go back."
"What do you mean, Asmodeus? Don't you want the lower class to be treated better?" asked Fizzarolli, disappointed.
"Yeah, but I mean, look at them. They're poor and miserable, they like shooting each other and getting drunk all the time. It's not like their lives are gonna get any better if we treat them better," explained Asmodeus.
"Maybe if we treat them better, they will start improving," suggested Fizzarolli.
"And if they don't, are we just going to give up and let things be as they are?" asked Asmodeus.
"I dunno... But at least we tried," said Fizzarolli, discouraged. "I was thinking, what if we tried to organise an event for both princes and people of the lower class? We can talk about our experience with both and see what they think, maybe they'll realise they have more things in common than they think, just like we did."
"That's an interesting idea" said Asmodeus. "But if that doesn't work, this story has to end."
"Sweet. We will have to ask the others' opinion though, but I think they'll be in." said Fizzarolli, relieved.
They went inside and explained their plan. The rest of the group were very supportive.
"I know we have our differences, but I think this is a good idea." said Blitzo.
"If that means I can have another fancy dinner with my Blitzy, why not?" said Stolas.
"Okay, then it's settled. We're having a party," declared Fizzarolli.
The rest of the week went by. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus had some remarkable experiences in the district, such as getting mugged by a bunch of kids and getting drunk at questionable bars. But there were also good things, Blitzo, Moxxie and Millie showed the two of them the joys of living in the suburbs. It was more about the spirit with which the imps went on their daily lives, besides the economic struggles. It fascinated the couple to see how happy the little group of imps were despite their hardships.
Finally, the week ended. While Fizzarolli and Asmodeus were leaving, they made plans with the others to arrange the new event, hoping to finally giving the princes and the lower class a reason to coexist.