A few days later, Blitz headed to Lust to hang out with Fizz.
It was a nice day off that they both could use to catch up and talk. Maybe even go see a show.
Besides, out of all the rings, Lust is one of the nicer and calmer rings. No one really fights, or risks getting shot, or anything close to that. He lost count of how many times he's nearly been killed just stepping foot into Greed.
'That Wild West fucking place is too crazy even for me.' He thought, entering a good bar that would be good for him to meet with Fizz.
He sat down at the bar and waited for Fizz.
"What can I get you?" The bartender asked Blitz.
"A gin and tonic with a hit of lime juice and hellfire cinnamon." Blitz said.
The bartender got to work on that when Fizz entered and sat at the bar.
"Whatever he's having, I'll have a double." Fizz said with a grin.
"Double huh? Long work days getting to you?" Blitz asked with a grin.
"Well, we're working hard on the new club in the Pride Ring, so I'm spending a lot of time there." Fizz said, scratching his head. "The commute alone might kill me."
"You ever thought of you and Ozzie moving to Pride then?" Blitz asked.
"Out of the question. Lust has been my home for years and Ozzie's for even longer. Plus, lewd as it may be, it's the most peaceful and safest place to raise a child." Fizz said as the bartender served them their drinks.
You still talking about that?" Blitz asked.
"We've decided that we'd try in a few years." Fizz said.
"And who will be the mom? You or Oz?" Blitz asked, sipping his drink.
"That's something we'll deal with later." Fizz said as he took a sip of his drink, jolting a bit from the surprising mix of lime and cinnamon.
"I can just imagine what your kid would look like." Blitz said, putting his drink down.
"Neither can I but I'll love them all the same as any parent would…except Buckzo. He showed unfair favoritism." Fizz quickly added.
"I know." Blitz said blankly. "If I ever get the chance, I may kill that bastard."
"Wow, really? I mean I get it but you'd want to kill him yourself?" Fizz asked.
"The best kind of revenge kill is one you do with your own hands. Makes it "taste" sweeter, so to speak." Blitz said, drinking some more. He doesn't deserve to live anyway. He's one of the people that kept me from you after the... accident."
"Yeah, he did and it was the reason I started hating you. I stupidly thought you didn't care enough to come see me after causing the fire." Fizz said, feeling a bit of guilt.
Blitz let out a growl.
"Typical fucker. Swear to Satan, if it's not one things it's another." He muttered. "Wonder how that fucker is doing now?"
"Probably with a new circus?" Fizz asked.
"Like that bastard could afford that." Blitz said with a hand wave.
'Not sure what he did with all the stuff he made me steal from Stolas but he probably burned through all of it years ago.' He thought as they both finished their drinks.
"Moving on from me, how have you and IMP been?" Fizz asked.
"It's been something, especially with one of my assassins being pregnant and refusing maternity leave." Blitz said as he ordered another round.
"Well, you know how stubborn wrath ring imps can be." Fizz said, "Remember when the circus went there and-"
"I'd rather we not bring up the Farming incident." Blitz said blankly.
'I still don't know if that was Millie's farm or not and I'm too scared to ask her right now.' Blitz thought.
"Here you go, two more gin and tonic with lemon and hellfire cinnamon." The bartender said.
The two took their drinks.
"So, how's the married life treating you?" Blitz asked.
"It's even better than before actually." Fizz said with a smile.
"I'll bet." Blitz said, grinning. "Shame you got tied down, the bachelor life is rocking!"
"You'll find someone." Fizz said.
"Don't read in between the lines." Blitz said quickly.
"Come on, Blitz, you can't let your fear hold you back." Fizz said, "What about trying to give it another go with Verosika?"
"After the shit I pulled with her? I'm lucky enough to still be her friend, much less her boyfriend." Blitz said, taking a big swig of his drink.
"Well, after what happened between us, I thought it was impossible to even be in the same room as you without wanting to... well anyway... if you can fix this friendship, maybe you can fix that relationship." Fizz said.
"Yeah, maybe." Blitz said.
'But that's not the relationship I want to fix right now.' Blitz thought as Stolas came to his mind for a second.
"So, other than the assassin business, how's life been treating you?" Fizz asked.
"Not bad. Maybe get a pet since it's been kind of lonely since Loona moved out." Blitz said.
"Empty nest syndrome huh?" Fizz asked.
"I wouldn't put it like that but I guess." Blitz mutters.
"Hey, there's no shame in it. I'm sure all parents feel that way." Fizz said, patting Blitz's back.
"Excluding my old man." Blitz said.
"Yeah, not that dick. Moving on, maybe a pet is a good idea. I know some-"
"Don't say Chihuahua." Blitz said, interupting Fizz.
"… we'll, I'm out of ideas." Fizz said.
"Yeah…unless you can get me a baby horse." Blitz said.
"Im not doing that." Fizz said quickly.
"Oh come on!" Blitz said.
"Blitz, you managed to raise a late teenage hellhound into a great woman with a husband and wife. But a wrathian horse is an entirely different thing." Fizz said with a straight face.
"I was good with the horses at the circus." Blitz said.
"Most apartments barely allow pets under certain conditions. You think a HORSE will be allowed?" Fizz asked.
"The Pride Ring doesn't care, it's different there." Blitz said.
"Tell me that again when they have to clean up or smell horse shit like I did that day." Fizz said blankly.
"You're still on that?" Blitz said, rolling his eyes. "Come on, I said I was sorry years ago!"
"I know but the smell still haunts me to this day. I can't even look at a horse without getting trauma flashbacks." Fizz explained with a haunted look.
"Trauma club." Blitz said, raising his glass. "Nice to know I'm not alone in that club."
"Yep. But let's not talk about that, let's change the mood." Fizz said, chugging his drink. "How about a drink off?"
"Oh ho ho, you're looking to lose?" Blitz asked, grinning playfully. "I don't mean to brag, but I did beat Beelzebub in a drinking contest once."
"You don't know how much I can handle. I don't tell Ozzie EVERYTHING I do." Fizz said with a grin of his own.
"You are on mother fucker!" Blitz said as Fizz slammed a fistful of bills on the counter.
"Prepare to lose, you two bit assassin!" Fizz said.
The bartender chuckled as she pulls out several shot glasses and poured booze in all of them.
"Good luck." she said as she took the money.
From that point, their night descended into a full on booze off. Shot glasses , full glasses, flaming shots, flaming glasses, hard seltzers, wine coolers, spiced wines, lite beers; EVERYTHING alcoholic was on the table for Fizzarolli and Blitz to drink just so they can try and outdo the other.
And the two of them had passed the point of being drunk HOURS ago.
"I think you guys have had enough?" The bartender said, taking Fizz's debit card after he ran out of cash money.
"Not… until… he… loses." Fizz said, wavily pointing at Blitz.
"Fuck you!" Blitz said, pointing in the opposite direction of Fizz.
"Rightttttttt, I think you both have lost." The bartender said, pouring them both their last drink.
She also made sure to send a message to Asmodeus, because these two were WAY too drunk to last five seconds outside.
"We ain't lost til one of us passes out! Now let's keep going!" Blitz shouted as he grabbed the drink and chugged it.
The bartender made sure to get that message out fast.
'Is the money really worth it anymore?' She thought as Fizz chugged his glass too.
"Ha! Beat that, Blitz! You-You can't beat me this time like all the others!" He said drunkly.
"That's... what you think!" Blitz said, his eyes actually spinning from all the booze. "I've been the drink champ since we were teens! I can outdrink you any day! Barkeep! Another round!"
"Sure…" she said, pouring non-alcoholic booze this time. "Here you go."
Fizz and Blitz took the glasses, chugging at the same time before they paused.
'... Did they just die?' The bartender thought, looking between them. 'They don't look like they're breathing!'
Suddenly, both of them dropped their glasses and collapsed on the countertop. Silent for a few moments before they both snored loudly, finally sleeping off their drink off.
"Oh thank Satan, they're alive. Asmodeus would've killed me if they croaked." The bartender said as she cleaned up the broken glasses.
With these two passes out, it sure would make it easier to clean and allow the other patrons to enjoy the rest of their time in the bar without their drinking contest to ruin it.
It didn't take long for Asmodeus to arrive... they are in Lust after all, it would be weird if it took longer than a few minutes.
"Thank you for calling me." Asmodeus said to the bartender.
"If there was anyone that could deal with this, it would be you." The bartender said.
"As a Sin or as Fizz's husband?" Ozzie asked.
"Mainly the first and congratulations on your marriage." The bartender said with a smile.
"Why thank you, now if you don't mind, I think I need to get these two back to my tower." Asmodeus said with a smile.
"Go right by ahead. Your husband paid for everything with cash before using his debit card." The bartender said, handing the card to the sin of Lust.
"I expected as much." Asmodues said with a sigh.
'I wonder exactly how much did they drink exactly?' He thought as he picked up Blitz and Fizz, exiting the bar. 'Better get the coffee ready for them.'
Entering his limo, Asmodeus set Blitz on one of the seats while holding Fizzarolli in his arms like a baby. It would be good practice for when they actually had a baby in the future.
"Driver, back to the tower." He said.
"Yes sir, Mr. Lust." The driver said, pulling away from the bar.
Asmodeus had a feeling this would become a common thing when Blitz and Fizz hangout from now on.