RavenDragon: Ok now, we are gonna do something a little different for this episode.

Blitz: What?

RavenDragon: So this one is with Ozzie and Fizz.

Blitz: What?!

Fizzarolli: Finally!

Blitz: Oh come on!

Stolas: Blitz, be nice.

Asmodeus: So what's this one about?

RavenDragon: Remember when I said that Stolas and Blitz have children in this universe?

Fizzarolli: Yeah.

Blitz: (realizes) Holy shit! Fizz actually gets knocked up! Ha! I knew you had to have been a bottom!

Fizzarolli: Shut up!

RavenDragon: Ok no. Fizz doesn't get pregnant. He would have but the fire made it impossible for him to have kids.

Fizzarolli: So we adopt?

RavenDragon: Yep and you'll like your daughter and son.

Asmodeus: Just out of curiosity, you won't happen to have a photo?

RavenDragon: Sure. (hands them a photo.)

Fizzarolli and Asmodeus looked at the photo with their kids, Abigail and Oliver. Fizzarolli looked at Oliver and saw his broken horns.

Fizzarolli: He's... He's like me.

RavenDragon: That's one of the reasons you adopted him.

(The opening scene goes to The Orphanage in the Greed Ring The camera pans over a dilapidated building. Broken windows and peeling paint give it a haunting appearance. Inside, the walls are cracked, and children sleep on old, ratty mattresses. The sound of rats scurrying echoes faintly.)

Moxxie: Yikes.

Loona: And I thought the pound where I lived was a nightmare.

(Abigail, a 12-year-old female imp with a determined look, checks on Oliver, a 9-year-old male imp sleeping in a corner.)

ABIGAIL: (whispering to herself) Don't worry, Ollie. I'll find us a way out of here someday.

Fizzarolli: Is that... them?

RavenDragon: The twelve-year-old female imp is Abigail, and the nine-year-old imp with the broken horns is Oliver.

(She places a small, tattered blanket over Oliver and heads toward the kitchen for a drink. Margaret and Kyle, two cold-hearted caretakers, sit at a small table, their voices low but audible. Abigail stops at the doorway and listens, her eyes widening.)

KYLE: That Oliver brat is never getting adopted. With his hearing problem, he's useless.

MARGARET: (smirking) Exactly. Which is why we're selling him. Some psych ward in the Sloth Ring will take him. Freaks like him belong there.

(Abigail covers her mouth, stifling a gasp. She backs away quietly before rushing to Oliver's room. Abigail shakes Oliver awake. He stirs groggily, rubbing his eyes. Abigail begins signing frantically.)

ABIGAIL: (signing) Ollie, wake up! Pack a small bag. We're leaving tonight!

OLIVER: (signing) Why? What's happening?

ABIGAIL: (signing) I heard Margaret and Kyle. They're sending you to the Sloth Ring. We have to go now!

(Oliver nods, fear flashing in his eyes. The two quickly pack small bags with their few belongings and quietly sneak down the hall.)

Fizzarolli felt so bad for the little imps.

Asmodeus looked like his heart was gonna break.

(Abigail and Oliver tiptoe toward an open window. Abigail climbs out first and helps Oliver down. They spot a truck parked nearby with its back doors open.)

ABIGAIL: (whispering) This is our chance. Come on!

(They run to the truck and climb into the back, hiding behind boxes as the driver returns. The doors close, and the truck starts moving.)

(Oliver lays his head on Abigail's lap, falling asleep. Abigail strokes his hair, gazing out at the faint moonlight streaming through cracks in the truck.)

ABIGAIL (softly singing)

The sun'll come out

Tomorrow

Bet your bottom dollar

That tomorrow

There'll be sun...

(Her voice fades as she grows drowsy. She hums the rest of the tune before falling asleep alongside Oliver.)

Stolas: Aww.

Octavia: Are they, related?

RavenDragon: Not by blood. But by bond.

(The truck comes to a stop in front of a building. The camera pans to reveal the bright, chaotic streets of the Lust Ring. The truck's back doors open, causing Abigail and Oliver to stir awake.)

TRUCK DRIVER: (grumbling as he unloads boxes) Let's get this over with.

(Abigail nudges Oliver, and they sneak out of the truck while the driver is distracted. They glance around, their eyes wide with both fear and wonder at the unfamiliar surroundings.)

OLIVER (signing) Where are we?

ABIGAIL (signing) I think... the Lust Ring.

(The two hold hands as they cautiously step into the bustling streets, unaware of the life-changing journey ahead.)

Asmodeus: So that's how we met them.

Fizzarolli: During Sinsmas.

Blitz: Looks like you got your Sinsmas wish.

(The penthouse is lavishly decorated with Christmas ornaments. A towering tree sparkles with golden and red decorations. Fizzarolli, wearing a festive sweater, hangs ornaments on the tree with his robotic limbs. Asmodeus, dressed casually, adjusts a garland.)

ASMODEUS: Fizzy-Frog, this tree is missing something.

FIZZAROLLI: (playfully) You mean it's missing a big, handsome Lust King to stand next to it?

ASMODEUS: (chuckling) Nah, it's missing the star. But I think I've found mine right here.

(He pulls Fizzarolli into a warm embrace, kissing his forehead. Fizz smiles, but it's bittersweet. His gaze drifts to a photo of the two of them on their wedding day. Fizz was the one wearing a beautiful wedding dress.)

Blitz: Oh I fuckin knew it!

Fizzarolli: Says the pregnant imp!

Helia: Mom, please.

ASMODEUS: (noticing) Fizzy?

FIZZAROLLI: I'm fine, Ozzie. Just... thinking.

ASMODEUS: About a family?

(Fizzarolli nods, his usual lively demeanor subdued.)

FIZZAROLLI: I know you promised we'd have a family someday, but...

(He hesitates, looking down at his robotic hands.)

ASMODEUS: (lifting Fizz's chin) Hey. We'll find a way, Fizzy. You'd make an amazing parent, better than anyone else in this hellhole.

(Fizzarolli smiles faintly, leaning into Asmodeus.)

Bee: Ok I am getting a sugar overload from this! In a good way.

Verosika: No kidding.

Barbie: And knowing Fizz, he'd adopt every kid.

Fizzarolli: I wouldn't...

Blitz: Yes you would.

(Abigail and Oliver sneak through the storage area, clutching their small bags. Abigail looks determined, while Oliver stays close, wide-eyed.)

OLIVER: (signing) I'm hungry.

ABIGAIL: (whispering) I know, Ollie. We'll find something.

(She notices an elevator nearby and gestures for Oliver to follow. They sneak inside and Abigail presses the button for the top floor. The elevator dings, and Abigail and Oliver step out cautiously. Abigail sniffs the air and her eyes widen.)

ABIGAIL: (excitedly signing) Ollie, I smell food. Come on!

(They follow the scent to the kitchen, where a lavish breakfast spread awaits: pancakes, bacon, eggs, and French toast. Without hesitation, Oliver grabs pancakes and starts eating. Abigail grabs bacon, eating quickly.)

ABIGAIL: (through a mouthful) This is so good!

Moxxie: Poor things.

Millie: They must be starving.

Fizzarolli: There's not really any food in the orphanages.

(Footsteps approach from the living room. Abigail's eyes widen, and she frantically gestures for Oliver to hide.)

ABIGAIL: (signed) Ollie, someone's coming! Hide!

(Oliver, too focused on eating, ignores her. Abigail dives behind the fridge just as Asmodeus and Fizzarolli enter.)

Octavia: And cue the gushing imp.

(Asmodeus and Fizzarolli stop in their tracks, spotting Oliver. The little imp freezes mid-bite, his eyes wide with panic. Fizzarolli kneels to Oliver's level.)

FIZZAROLLI: Hello there. What's your name?

(Oliver's eyes light up with recognition. He signs back excitedly.)

OLIVER: (signing) You're Fizzarolli! I'm your biggest fan!

(Fizzarolli smiles warmly and gestures for Oliver to come closer. Oliver runs into his arms, hugging him tightly. Fizzarolli instinctively begins grooming Oliver's hair.)

Blitz: Nice call, Via.

Spiroz: You should have seen Uncle Fizz when he learned about me and Helia.

ASMODEUS: (cooing) Aww, Fizzy. Now where did this little one come from?

(Asmodeus reaches out to touch Oliver, but Fizzarolli hisses protectively. He quickly composes himself.)

FIZZAROLLI: Sorry, Oz. Instincts.

Stolas: What was that?

Barbie: Sometimes when imps have kids, they have a protective instinct. The same goes for siblings.

(From behind the fridge, Abigail watches in shock. Her protective instincts kick in, and she emerges, hissing at Fizzarolli like a cornered animal.)

ABIGAIL: Get away from my brother!

(Fizzarolli growls defensively, but Asmodeus steps between them, holding up his hands.)

ASMODEUS: Whoa, whoa! Everyone calm down.

Barbie: See.

Loona: That explains so much from Blitz.

Blitz: Hey! I'm not that protective!

Loona: Yes you are!

OLIVER: (signing to Abigail) Abby, please! Mr. Fizzarolli was just being nice.

ABIGAIL: (glaring at Fizzarolli) You can't trust adults, Oliver. They'll send us back to the orphanage in Greed.

(Fizzarolli's expression softens at her words.)

FIZZAROLLI: Greed? You two came from there?

ABIGAIL: (nodding) We ran away. They were going to send Oliver to a psych ward in Sloth because of his hearing disability. Please don't send us back.

ASMODEUS: (gently) We're not sending you anywhere, sweetheart.

ABIGAIL: Wh...What? Why? No one wants us because of Oliver's disability and my smart mouth.

(Fizzarolli removes his jester hat, revealing his broken horns.)

FIZZAROLLI: Because I know what it's like to be unwanted.

Everyone gasped.

Fizzarolli looked like he wanted to disappear but Ozzie put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Asmodeus: You are still beautiful to me, Fizzy Frog.

ASMODEUS: And we're not abandoning you two. Sweetie, you and Oliver can stay for as long as you want. We have plenty of room.

(Abigail's tough exterior begins to crumble. She smiles faintly. Oliver looks up at Fizzarolli.)

OLIVER: (signing) I want to be a clown like you.

(Fizzarolli was touched, and places his jester hat on Oliver's head.)

FIZZAROLLI: (signing) Just a little something for my biggest fan.

(Oliver purrs happily as Fizzarolli holds him close. Meanwhile, Asmodeus lifts Abigail gently into his arms.)

ASMODEUS: You have a name, kiddo?

ABIGAIL: Abigail. But Oliver calls me Abby.

ASMODEUS: A beautiful name for a beautiful little girl.

(Abigail blushes, her mistrust fading. Asmodeus sets her down at the table and prepares plates for both children.)

ASMODEUS: Eat as much as you like.

(Abigail and Oliver dig into the food, their smiles wide and genuine. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus exchange a look, a silent understanding passing between them.)

Everyone: Aww!

(After breakfast, Fizzarolli and Asmodeus spend the day bonding with Abigail and Oliver. The scene transitions into a montage of warm, joyful moments. Fizzarolli teaches Oliver some simple juggling tricks using colorful balls. Oliver struggles at first, but Fizz gently encourages him. Oliver finally manages to juggle two balls, and Fizzarolli claps excitedly, lifting Oliver into the air.)

FIZZAROLLI (laughing, signs) That's my little star!

(Oliver beams with pride.)

Blitz: Of course you would teach him clown tricks.

Fizzarolli: Hey!

(Asmodeus shows Abigail the breathtaking view of the Lust Ring. He points out landmarks, making her laugh with his dramatic gestures. At one point, he wraps a large scarf around her to keep her warm.)

ABIGAIL: So, you're really the King of Lust?

ASMODEUS: (grinning) Guilty as charged.

ABIGAIL: (teasing) You don't seem like a king. You're too nice.

ASMODEUS: (chuckling) Don't tell anyone. I have a reputation to maintain.

(The four of them decorate a smaller Christmas tree together. Abigail carefully hangs ornaments while Oliver attempts to wrap the tree in tinsel, accidentally getting tangled. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus laugh as they help untangle him. In the end, Oliver places a star on top with Fizzarolli lifting him up.)

Millie: Aww! Reminds me of the holidays with my family.

Bee: You guys make the perfect family.

(The kids are now asleep on the couch, wrapped in soft blankets. Abigail holds a small stuffed toy that Asmodeus found for her, while Oliver wears Fizzarolli's jester hat, clutching it like a prized possession. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus sit nearby, watching them quietly.)

FIZZAROLLI: They're amazing, Ozzie.

ASMODEUS: They really are. Abigail's got that fiery spirit, and Oliver... well, he's just adorable.

FIZZAROLLI: (smiling softly) You know, I always thought I couldn't be a parent. Not after... everything. But today? They felt like... mine.

Stolas: You already act like a father towards them

Fizzarolli: Thanks Prince Stolas.

ASMODEUS: (nodding) I know what you mean. I've never felt like this before. It's like... they belong here.

FIZZAROLLI: Do you think... we could?

(Asmodeus turns to Fizzarolli, placing a hand on his cheek.)

ASMODEUS: Sweetheart, if you're asking what I think you are, then my answer is yes.

FIZZAROLLI: (tearing up) You're serious?

ASMODEUS: Absolutely. Let's give them a real home.

Sallie May: Lucky little imps.

(Fizzarolli throws his arms around Asmodeus, hugging him tightly. They pull back, smiling at each other before looking at the sleeping children.)

ASMODEUS: Tomorrow, we'll make it official.

(Fizzarolli gently brushes a strand of hair from Oliver's face. He purrs softly, pressing his forehead to Oliver's, then leans back into Asmodeus's embrace.)

FIZZAROLLI: Welcome to the family, kids.

(The camera pans out to show the cozy living room, the decorated tree glowing softly as snow begins to fall outside the window. The image fades to black.)

Fizzarolli: So now me and Ozzie have a family in that universe?

RavenDragon: Yep.

Fizzarolli: I still wish I could meet them.

RavenDragon: Maybe you can. I do a little gift exchange. And I think you and Ozzie deserve it.