A friend of mine commented that they knew Fizz would get revenge on Ozzy and that idea just wouldn't leave my head. :) So here is the final chapter of this story and yes, Fizz does get revenge on Ozzy. :)

Italics-Sign language

Chapter 3

Fizz smiled as he entered the mansion and turned to Ozzy. "Okay, give me a few minutes, big guy," he said.

"What are you up to, Froggie?" The larger being asked.

"You'll see."

Smirking, Ozzy nodded and Fizz ran off to go do whatever he was planning while the larger being scrolled his phone, seeing he had a missed message. He opened it and smiled brightly as he saw what it was. "Oh, Froggie will be happy to know this," he said, deciding to save this news for later.

He then grew curious as Fizz hadn't returned yet, so he began looking for him, spotting something on the floor and he looked to see it was a small bell like the ones Fizz wore on his cap. Curious, he continued down the hallway and found another bell, soon finding another, which now worried him.

"Fizz, did you lose something?" He called out, concerned that his favorite jester's hats had been destroyed.

He heard bells jingling and followed the sound for a bit until he was near the bedroom. Smirking, he opened the door, turning on the light, but not seeing Fizz anywhere. "Fizzy?" He called out, seeing a pile of bells on the floor. He picked them up and looked up at the ceiling, but he didn't see his favorite jester. "Fizzy, where are you?" He cooed out, having a feeling the jester was playing a game of hide-and-seek.

Fizz was actually hiding in the corner of the room behind a small table with a tablecloth. He waited until he saw Ozzy open the closet door and was ducked inside, looking for him. Quickly, Fizz jumped out of his hiding spot and in one leap, he landed on the larger being's back. "Gotcha!" He exclaimed before his metal fingers wiggled into Ozzy's sides and underarms.

"AAWQK!" Ozzy yelped in surprise before his deep laughter filled Fizz's ears. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO!"

"Oh, yes," the jester giggled. "You got me twice with a tickle torture. Now it's my turn!"

The larger being laughed harder as he tripped over his feet in a hurry to try and catch the smaller being. Thankfully, he landed against the bed, but that didn't help him as Fizz continued tickling him, going for Ozzy's stomach and knees, which made the larger being's laughter become louder.

"AHAHAHAHHAAHAHA! FROHOHGGIHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" Ozzy laughed out before squealing as the jester went for the larger being's ultimate weak spot, which was his hips.

Fizz laughed heartily as he wiggled his fingers into Ozzy's ticklish hips. "Shake it, big guy," he said teasingly as the larger being wiggled desperately to get away as he couldn't stand his hips being tickled.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed out before managing to catch the jester's hands and he tapped two fingers on Fizz's left hand.

This was their silent gesture of letting the other know when they had enough and couldn't voice it. Smiling, Fizz stopped the tickle torture and rested beside Ozzy. "Too much, big guy?" He asked.

Ozzy chuckled while trying to catch his breath. "No, I'm good, aside from needing to catch my breath," he said, playfully winding Fizz's tail around his fingers, making the jester squeak and go boneless, making him chuckle again.

"Hey, that's cheating!" Fizz said without heat, not pulling his tail away.

The larger being chuckled again and nuzzled him before a thought occurred to him. "By the way, where did the bells come from?" He asked.

"I ordered them to put on my outfits," the jester replied. "They arrived yesterday and gave me the perfect idea to get ticklish revenge on you."

Ozzy felt relief fill him. "I was worried your jester hats had been destroyed," he said, gently cupping his left hand over the right side of Fizz's face.

"You mean like in that video Mammon sent of destroying those hats?" The jester asked. "Actually, he did me a favor. I hated those hats."

"You did?" The larger being asked, surprised.

"Yeah. They were made of material that hurt my skin and plus, they didn't often fit right," Fizz replied. "Mammon didn't care though. They were cheap and he felt that was good enough."

The jester looked up at the being who had not only been good to him, but had helped him finally escape the abuse he had endured from the greedy being. "The hats you got me are my favorite ones," he said. "Especially the one you first made for me."

"That old thing?" Ozzy asked, smiling as he recalled sewing a hat for Fizz after the jester had first come to work at his club. "It's kind of mismatched since I just grabbed whatever I had on hand."

"It may be a little mismatched, but...it means the world to me," Fizz replied. "Because it showed me that you weren't like Mammon and you'd treat me right. It was like...a sign that I could trust you. That you wouldn't hurt me."

The larger being pulled the jester into a hug. "I'd never hurt you, Froggie," he said. "I'll never forget how scared you were when we met. How Mammon basically threw you at me, demanding I make you new limbs." He began rubbing Fizz's back before looking into his eyes. "Your eyes were so full of fear and distrust, which made me so angry at Mammon."

The smaller being remembered that night. "You held me all night and comforted me," he said. "Even though I was crying so much that I couldn't see that you weren't going to hurt me."

Ozzy smiled gently. "Remember the next morning?" He asked.

Fizz nodded. "You made sure I ate a full breakfast and then insisted that I give you my opinion on my new limbs," he said. "And you were there the whole time I had them put on for the first time."

"And now look at you," the larger being said. "Free of Mammon and safe from him."

"All thanks to you, big guy," the jester said, snuggling with him a bit before they got up. As Fizz was walking away, he didn't see Ozzy start to goblin walk towards him, but he felt the large, clothed arms suddenly surround him in a hug and pick him up, making him laugh at the playful action. "You're crazy," he said without heat.

Ozzy smiled, nuzzling his forehead against the smaller being's forehead gently. "By the way, I have some news for you," he said.

"You do?" Fizz asked, curious. "What's up?"

"Remember that little fan at the pageant? The one who's deaf?"

The jester nodded. "Oh, yeah, the little kid," he said, smiling. "What about him?"

A knock came at the door and a servant entered, handing Ozzy something before leaving and the larger being smiled as he saw the message, setting Fizz down gently. "Follow me, Froggie," he said, stepping into the hallway.

The jester followed, curious as to what Ozzy was leading him to. He was quiet before they got to the front door and standing there with a suitcase was the same little kid that had reminded Fizz of why he became a jester clown in the first place. The little kid looked up to see Ozzy and looked a bit nervous.

"Don't be afraid, little one," Ozzy said in sign language, which made the boy look up at him in surprise that he knew sign language.

Fizz chuckled. "Yeah, the big guy knows sign language like us," he said, also using sign language before looking up at Ozzy, who smiled at him.

"Fizzy, what would you say if little Oliver was to stay with us?" He asked.

The jester's jaw dropped. "What?" He asked, stunned.

"Well, after I had seen how you interacted with him, I made a few calls and found out that Oliver was in foster care," he said. "As it happens, the family was looking to move, but couldn't take Oliver with them, so he was about to go back into the system." The larger being smiled. "When I heard that, I asked if it was possible to become Oliver's guardian."

He then turned to the child and began signing to him. "Sorry, little one. I was explaining to Fizzy why you were here," he said. "Did your social worker tell you why you're here?"

Oliver began signing. "She said it was a new home for me. I'm guessing you're going to foster me?" He asked.

Ozzy chuckled and shook his head. "Something better, young one," he replied. "I'm officially your guardian."

The little kid's jaw dropped, as did Fizz's. "You mean...you've adopted him?" He asked.

Ozzy nodded. "I saw the impact he had on you, Froggie," he said. "Besides, if he wants to be a clown like you, then who better to teach him than you?" He then looked pensive. "I'm sorry to spring this on you, Froggie. Maybe I should have...,"

He was cut off as Fizz hugged him tightly, a few tears escaping his eyes. "Ozzy...I...," he trailed off.

The larger being understood what the jester was wordlessly saying. "Let's show Oliver his room," he said, smiling as he hugged his favorite jester.

Nodding, Fizz turned to Oliver and kneeled down, motioning him to come closer. The boy did and Fizz gently ruffled his hair before signing to him. "Welcome home, Oliver," he said. "I promise, Ozzy and I will protect you."

"Home?" The boy signed. "He really meant it? He's my guardian?"

"Yes, Ozzy means it. Which means I'm your guardian too, kiddo."

Oliver smiled hugely before hugging Fizz, who hugged him back. Oliver then looked up at Ozzy and motioned him to join the hug too. The larger being happily obliged, scooping both his favorite jester and the young boy up into his arms, carrying the two into the house, to which Fizz saw Ozzy had fixed up to more family appropriate, to which he smiled at the larger being, who smiled back.

Oliver was stunned to see his new room, which was much larger than he had anticipated and he hugged both his guardians again. "What do I call you guys?" The boy asked.

"Ozzy is fine for now," Ozzy replied.

"Fizz is fine," Fizz replied. "If you decide on other titles later on, that's okay too."

"But only if you want that," the larger being assured him.

Oliver looked like the happiest kid ever, to which Ozzy smiled and playfully tickled the boy's stomach, which sent the child into a silent laughing fit for a few minutes before Ozzy let him up and Fizz tickled the boy's neck playfully, making the kid silently laugh again and lightly push away the jester's hands in play. Fizz chuckled and ruffled the boy's hair again before Ozzy hugged them both, nuzzling Fizz's head with his own and ruffling Oliver's hair too, making the boy hug them both and Fizz hugged both the boy and the larger being, smiling happily.

The 'goblin walk' is what Ozzy's playful walk towards Fizz in the dressing room was dubbed in Episode 7 and it always makes me laugh, so I had to include it in the story. :)

And yes, I had to include Oliver too. For those wondering, Oliver was the name given to the deaf child who wanted to be a clown just like Fizz. :)

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