Meanwhile, Moxxie kept reading the book the imps had given to him. He was sitting on the bed with Millie reading on his shoulder.
"This information is all very detailed," Moxxie noted. "They really put effort into making this book."
"There must have been many other taken imps who have learned through trial and error," replied Millie.
"Just like me, it seems," said Moxxie.
"And me too," Millie added. "At least, I hope so. I hope I sprout wings soon, baby."
"I know that you will soon, Millie," Moxxie said, setting the book down on his lap.
"I hope so," Millie said a bit nervously. "I'm scared you'll be taken to heaven before I get my wings. I don't want to lose you, darlin'."
"You don't have to worry, Millie," Moxxie said, holding a hand up to her cheek. "I won't leave without you or Blitzo."
Millie cuddled next to Moxxie and gave him a kiss.
Suddenly, Blitzo fell from the ceiling and joined them in the hug.
"Awww! You do love me!" cried Blitzo, squeezing his family tight.
"Blitzo!" Moxxie cried. "What did I say about personal space?!"
"Come on! We're family!" cried Blitzo.
Moxxie grumbled in the hug.
Suddenly, Millie said, "Blitzo, as much as I like your hugs, I need you to let me go. I've felt a bit queasy today and you're not exactly helping."
Moxxie looked over at his wife in concern.
Blitzo immediately let go and apologized, "Oh, sorry about that, Mills. You need anything? Soup? Drugs? A soothing massage?"
"That won't be necessary, Blitzo," insisted Millie. "I'm fine. I can handle it."
"Do you need to see a doctor?" added Moxxie, holding her in his arms. "Oh, Millie, we've been so focused on me lately that you haven't been getting attention. I'm so sorry. You must be sick! I'll ask Stolas to get you a doctor right away."
"Mox, that won't be necessary," Millie insisted. "It's just a little nausea. You're being ridiculous."
"No way, Mils!" Blitzo pushed. "Your husband is right. You need to see a doctor right now!"
"Boys, boys! That's enough!" cried Millie. "You're overreacting. Really, I am fine. There's nothing wrong with me."
Just then, Stolas burst into the room and exclaimed, "Oh, Blitzy! You know what time it is?!"
Blitzo yelped in surprise and hopped onto the bedpost.
"Blitzo, what are you doing?" asked Stolas, pulling the imp off the bedpost and putting him on the bed. "It's time for us to have another fantastic evening together!"
"You almost gave me a heart attack, bird brain," Blitzo grumbled.
Stolas chuckled and said, "Oh, Blitzo! You're so dramatic! Now, come along."
"Do I have to?" complained Blitzo. "We've been at this every night."
"Blitzo, we've been talking," said Stolas with a raised eyebrow.
"And doing other stuff," added Blitzo.
"We're only doing the 'other stuff' because you insist on it," Stolas reminded him. "I told you from the beginning that it wasn't necessary."
"Because it makes the talking stuff more bearable," replied Blitzo. "Besides, I think we've established I'm much better at sex than I've ever been at talking."
"That's an understatement," said Stolas.
"What? It's true," Blitzo retorted.
Stolas sighed and fluttered his glowing red eyes, "Come on, Blitzo. Please?!"
Blitzo rolled his eyes and let out a deep sigh, "Fine, but on one condition."
"Blitzo, we talked about conditions," Stolas replied, reminding his lover of their conversation earlier.
"This one is more of a favor," Blitzo explained. "Millie ain't feeling good and needs a doctor."
"Blitzo!" Millie cried defensively. "I told you it was no big deal."
"I ain't taking any chances, Mils," Blitzo said before turning back to Stolas. "Can you bring anyone in?"
"Oh, dear," Stolas said. "Are you alright? I can bring one right away if you need one."
"Guys, honestly, I'm feeling fine," Millie said annoyedly. "I don't need the attention."
"Yes, you do, Millie," Moxxie asserted. "I told you I'd make it a point to always give you the attention you need, no matter what. I don't intend to neglect you again and I'm not going to feel okay unless you're checked out. So, please, go see a doctor. Just for one appointment to make sure everything's okay to put my mind at ease. Please, honey?"
Millie sighed, "I suppose one appointment couldn't hurt. It'll put your mind at ease. You sure are hot when you're assertive."
"I learned it from you," said Moxxie, giving his wife a peck on the cheek.
"Alright, I'll get the doctor to come in the morning to get a look at your wife, Moxxie," said Stolas.
"Thank you, your highness," replied Moxxie.
"Yeah, thanks," Millie added.
"No problem," said Stolas, redirecting all his attention to Blitzo. "Now, where were we? Oh, yes. We were heading for my bedroom."
"Okay, but can we have sex instead of talking tonight?" asked Blitzo. "It's so much less awkward."
"I'll keep it short tonight so that we can maximize the time for sex," Stolas compromised. "How that?"
"Fine," Blitzo conceded. "God, you're so needy."
"You love me when I'm needy," Stolas said, rubbing Blitzo's face.
Blitzo groaned and tried to hide his smile as Stolas picked him up and rested him against his fluffy chest.
"Away we go onto our naughty fantasies!" Stolas said cheerfully, practically skipping out of the room. "The doctor will be here in the morning. Have a great night, you two."
"See you two later," Blitzo said with a contented sigh despite himself.
"Goodnight, you two," Moxxie waved back as he and his wife flashed knowing smiles.
A moment later, the door shut, leaving the couple alone.
Moxxie put a hand on Millie's leg and asked, "So, would you like to…?"
"Actually, honey, if I can be honest, I'd rather go back to reading," Millie interrupted.
"Alright," said Moxxie, picking up the book they were reading. "Now, where were we?"