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Fizzaroli couldn’t help but sob as he slumped against the alleyway wall. His life was ruined… someone had gotten a picture of him out of makeup and now it’s everywhere- no one wanted an imp…

So, he ran. He didn’t want to be there to see the disappointment and disgust of Asmodeus when he realized he’s been friends with an imp- that he hired one- and now, Fizz ruined his establishment’s reputations.

Fizz thought through his options, and he might stay with Blitzo for a while, if his cousin lets him. He knows they haven’t had the best relationship, especially after the accident- he never could forgive Blitzo for what he did to him, but he can only hope that he can be forgiven for what he did to Blitzo… how he embarrassed him in front of his date just a month ago-

He was hesitant as he pulled out his phone. There were a hundred texts from Asmodeus. He couldn’t bring himself to look at the messages as more and more were added every second, not wanting to see the disappointment from him. He blocked the Lust Demon through tears before clicking on Blitzo’s contact.

The texts dated back to years ago, making him hesitant to ask. They didn’t have the best relationship… but he would help Fizz out… right? It took him a while to think over his decision of whether or not he should send it or not, ‘will Blitzo even respond to it? Will he let him stay for a while? What if he’s blocked-‘ He ends up clicking send before he could think not to.

He sat there for seconds, minutes, an hour- before he finally got a response. Tears continued to roll down his race, washing away his face paint, as a smile stretched across his face. Blitzo was letting him stay with him, as long as he would help IMP during work hours, and sent Fizz address.

Fizz quickly thanked his cousin before rushing through the city, pulling the hood up of a random hoodie he grabbed before running out of Ozzie’s. Using his extendible limbs to fly past many others of lust’s citizens and to get to the elevator as quickly as possible, trying to keep out of strangers peering eyes.

When he reached the elevators he waited until elevator 666 arrived from Pride so he could go to to a different ring, and hopefully avoid the embarrassment he’s gotten here after his species was revealed.

When got into the elevator he sat in the farthest seat corner where the fewest people could see him. He still was able to feel eyes glancing over at him, pulling his hood over his face, trying to disappear as just another person among the crowds in the moving box.

When they finally arrived in Pride Fizz rushed off of thr elevator and rushed towards where the map on his phone was saying Blitzo’s address was. When he reached the apartment he slowly climbed up the stairs. ‘what if he was given the wrong address.’ As that thought crossed his mind he quickly pushed it away, that couldn’t be true- and even if it was… this was his best bet to get a do-over after this mess was made.

He paused in front of the door in front of him. This was it… His chance to get a new life… again… was right in front of him- and he just needed to nock. After standing there for a minute in silence he nocked on the wooded door. The few moments before it opened it heart paused, wondering if Blitzo would actually be there for him- the sound of the door creaking open snapped him out of his thoughts, and his eyes snapped to the other imp’s as they stared at each other for a minute in silence, before Fizz broke the silence, “Hey Blitzo.”

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Asmodeus froze as he saw the picture that was all over the news. Fizarolli was an imp- his best friend, his boyfriend, had lied to him- but he couldn’t help but sorry about how the jester would react to the news.

He rushed towards the imp’s room, he saw Fizarolli go in after that night's show, and knocked on the door. “Fizz?” He asked. No response… “Fizz? I know you're in there, just open the door.” Still no response- so the lust Demon opened the door, only to see the room was empty.

Fizz’s closet was a mess and the window was broken- ‘he must have ran.’ Ozzie realized before looking to see if he could locate him using his powers- but nothing… The imp was long gone and he couldn’t locate him. Asmodeus pulled out his phone, maybe he would be able to talk to his imp this saw…

After spamming Fizarolli with texts verifying from concerned to angered messages for about an hour when he stopped, Fizz had been blocked. He growled, the imp was avoiding him… well… going against their contract will end badly for his little runaway imp…

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Fizz stretched his robotic arms as he woke up, bony for any reason but out of habit from when he had real arms and legs made of flesh and bones, instead of metal and wires.

He sat up quickly, being in a strange place. Where was he- oh right… he forgot about last night. The calmness quickly disappeared as memories of last night came flooding back, and his arms dropped down before landing on the blanket covering his robotic legs.

He just sat there for a while, processing what’s going on, when the smell of food passed by. He stood up and started to walk towards the kitchen where he saw Blitzo cooking. He sat on a stool near the counter as he watched the other imp work.

They both stayed there in a comfortable silence before Blitzo broke the silence. “I told Milly and Moxie What happened.” He said, “Luna is out with friends, so I’ll inform her when she gets back tonight.”

The two decided to catch up with each other while they had the chance to, rather than stay in, the now awkward, silence.

Fizz talked about how he had been found by paramedics after the accident and got his robotic limbs. He didn’t have anything left at that point so we went to lust, where he bumped into Asmodeus at a comedy show, and how he had gotten hired. He didn’t talk about his contract though, not wanting to go into detail about the life he sold himself into.

After that Blitzo told him about his relationship with Verosika and then running to wrath and starting his business, and when he adopted Luna, starting his business and the adventures he’s had with Moxie and Millie and how he got access to the living world-

They both found it kinda funny how they both ended up in relationships with a Prince, and how different their lives had become since the incident at the circus their family worked for. Blitzo also promised not to tell anyone that he knew he couldn’t trust to keep it secret that Fizz was staying with him, and especially not to tell Stolace.

“You know, I missed talking with you.” Blitzo said, “I regretted what I did during the incident and-“

“Shit-!” Fizz said, panicked, as he cut off the other imp mid sentence.
“What?” Blitzo asked, concerned as Fizz rushed around the room, before he smashed his phone against the counter, wreaking it completely, before sitting back in the stool.
“Ozzie…” he paused, “…sorry- Asmodeus has a tracker on my phone.” He explained. “I don’t want him to find me… to feel his rage for tricking him and lying…”

“I understand Fizz,” Blitzo said after a moment of silence, “I wouldn’t want to piss off Stolace, and I can imagine it would be similar to how Asmodeus would act.”

“Thank you.” And that was the end of their conversation, they both started to eat the breakfast they both almost forgot about and had now gone cold.

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Ausmodeus was pissed. He had spent all night waiting to see if he could locate Fiz, only to remember he had a tracker in the imp’s phone- and for the tracker not to work. He’s now sending out a search through all of lust to find his imp.

He didn’t want to hurt the imp, no not at all, it’s just that imp’s are small, weak, little creatures and Fiz could get himself hurt. He didn’t want him to get hurt, but he doesn’t want the public to now know how he feels towards the jester, so he can only be vague and seem mad.

He is mad, but for different reasons then people think. The fact that his imp ran away and is avoiding him is bad enough, but he’s also all alone. No one trusts someone who lies about their species, and now no one likes Fiz. He’s mad that someone ruined the little imp’s life, and when he finds out who did…

Let’s just say… they're not going to have a good time…

But… while people were searching for the Imp, he was just sitting there. Sitting there when he could be doing so much more to find his imp- if only he knew someone who knew Fiz.

…

Wait a second… didn’t Stolace come here once with an imp that Fizz knew? Maybe he could talk to Stolace about that. The demon stayed where he was lost in thought about how to get his imp back safely…

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After breakfast Fizz sat back on the couch and scrolled through the different channels.

‘-Izzarolli has hidden his species-‘
“-mps can be cleaver, like how Fizza-“
‘-tar Fizzarolli’s secret has been leake-‘
“-how will Asmodeus react to-“

He quickly turned off the tv with a sigh, he could never escape the news, even in a different ring. He forgot how fast drama spread from demon to demon, he was so used to Lust’s news channels avoiding all the drama from the other rings, sticking to its own drama and tv shows.

Lost in thought, he didn’t realize anyone was there until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He flinched away from the hand before realizing it was just Blitzo, seeing concern on the other imp’s face, “Is everything ok Fizz?”

Fizz broke down at that. He had felt numb since he saw the picture and he just hasn’t been able to process it, but seeing it on the news… that’s what made it really sink in. His reputation is ruined, no one likes him, he’s on the run and Ozzi- Asmodeus is probably going to kill him-

So, he cried. He cried and cried, putting his head on Blitzo’s should, the other imp having moved to comfort him. His tears rolls over his scarred skin with only a few red patches still existing.

“Shh… it’s ok… it’ll be ok…” The older imp mumbled, “things will be ok…”

And they stayed like that, in each other’s arms, a comfortable feeling neither of them have felt for years. It felt like home… both of them hadn’t had a break since they were young, always having something to do or someone to be, never able to truly grow bonds like that. Blitzo had gotten close to having that feeling with IMP, but it wasn’t the same as with his family.

It was comforting, and they both started to doze off, Fizz’s tears having long dried, it was comforting… Then there was a knock on the door, causing the two imp’s to panic and Blitzo pushing Fiz into a closet.

‘Never thought I’d be here again.’ Fiz thought as he eavesdropped on the conversation happening on the other side of the door. While being gay was mostly excepted in hell, not all demons would except it, especially some of the sinners, being the reason some of them got here.

The voices became muffled through the door, so Fizz pressed his ear against it to listen in. To sum it up: Stolace wanted to go on a date with Blitzo, Blitzo was *definitely not* embarrassed and rejected the bird.

Fizz listened for what felt like ages, when he heard footsteps going quieter and quieter before hearing the Demon leave the room with the somehow hearible click of the door locking.

He used his robotic hand to open the door and peek out, making sure everything was ok, before exiting the closet, only to see a blushing Blitzo glaring at the door from the center of the room.

A thought popped into his head as he snuck up on the other imp, “You have a crush~?” He said, mischievously.

“N-No- what would make you think that-?!” He asked, turning a deeper shade of red in embarrassment.

“OooOoOoOOooo, someone has a crushhhh!” The mechanical Imp teased.

“NO I DONT-“

“Don’t lie, you do!” Fizz laughed, “you can’t be in the lust ring for long and not be able to tell when someone wants someone!”

The two continued to tease each other for a while, it was like the old days back in the circus, back when everything was ok. Maybe things would be better now…

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Asmodeus went to Stolas’s house to discuss their imp’s. Stolas had apparently just visited Blitzo, but the Imp acted a little more shielded off than normal, and that he seemed like he was in a rush when he was there, and before he entered he could he some shuffling and muffled voices, one of which was if Blitzo and the other he couldn’t recognize, but he had heard it before.

He didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but it seems like his little jester ran to Pride to escape him. Poor little thing must have been terrified and turned to someone who he didn’t even know if he could trust for help.

Even though he knew where his imp was, he wasn’t going to snatch up his imp yet, that would scare him too much, but that doesn’t mean he couldn’t watch the little imp, see what he would do now to choose his next moves carefully.

Solas was worried for Blitzo when he learnt that Fizz was hiding with his imp, but the lust demon made sure the prince knew neither imp would be hurt. Even though Blitzo hurt Fizz in the past and now he’s helping Fizz hide from him, it shows he cares for the jester and Asmodeus would have to thank him for that when he gets Fizz back.

For now though, the two princes wouldn’t do anything, watching and observing, with Stolas able to interact with IMP, but not showing he knows a thing.

‘This is going to be interesting…’ Asmodeus thought as he teleported back to Lust, ‘With the little imp with someone he didn’t know he could trust it seems he would do anything to hide.’ He sat down on his throne as he stared off, lost in thoughts, ‘this will be an interesting game to get him back…’

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The two imps left the apartment about an hour later, with Stolas being demon royalty it’s only a matter of time before he starts to question things or Asmodeus asks him questions, it was nearing eleven anyways, and Blitzo needed to do work and Fizz needed to do his end of the deal.

When they finally made it to the office Moxie and Millie were already there, Loona was there already too, but she was busy drinking at her desk and didn’t noduce the jester. Fizz apologized to m&m about ruining their anniversary, which Millie forgave him for, and after some convincing Moxie forgave him too.

Then a customer walked into the room. They were sinners with dark brown hair and seemed to be ninja themed. The person, it turns out, to be one of the agents they killed when Moxie and Blitzo were taken by some agents.

They weren't mad at the demons, but at agent one and two for sending them into the fight with so many of their friends and coworkers dead, and they wanted revenge on the two against those that survived. They didn’t even fight, sending others out in a losing battle, and now they want them dead.

IMP had to talk to each other before making a decision, on one had they had almost been killed by the two agents, having no escape and they had to be saved by Stolas (Blitzo explained what happened to Fizz during the conversation), and without being saved they didn’t know what they could have done. On the other hand, the agent was willing to pay a lot of money, and money was money.

It was a hard decision, but they decided to take the job. The money would be worth it and having Fizz there with his extra bendy limbs and experience dealing with creeps from lust would help, even just having another person would help a lot.

The guard payed them before leaving, telling the imp’s to kill them by next week or else. The threat sent shivers down Fizz’s spine, but he shook it off. It’s his first adventure in his new life, and maybe this would be a good thing.

After a bit of preparation, Loona opened a portal to earth using the book, it freaked Fizz out for a moment. He knew the book was connected to Stolas, but Blitzo told him that everything was going to be ok. With the portal now opened the four imps walked through the portal to start the job.

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When Fizz walked through the portal he was in awe. Even if the place didn’t look like much, it was his first time in the human world. It was so bright and colorful compared to hell. Even if they were just in an alleyway at night, it was so colorful, so beautiful, nothing like what he thought the living world looked like.

He started to walk in front of the group only to be pulled back by Blitzo, “You have to stay with the group, Fizz. I know you want to explore the human world, maybe mess with humans, but the agent freaks here are dangerous, so you have to stay with the group, ok?”

Fizz was quiet for a moment, thinking over what the other imp had just told him before saying, “ok.”

The group of imp’s snuck past building and his from human’s views. Fizz was in the middle of the group, behind Blitzo with Moxie and Milly behind him to keep an eye on him.

Once they reached a certain dimly lit building they snuck in and listened in to two agents' conversation, but Fizz wasn’t paying attention to that. He noticed something on a nearby table, something he’s been scared of that's killed so many.

The agents have an angelic weapon.

He had only ever seen those when he was a kid in the circus, they would jump rings a lot and so he only saw those once or twice, but he had no doubt that that was an angelic weapon.

He could feel his heart stop when he realized that. How did humans even get those weapons? Only angels or rich demons on the black market can get those, so how did humans get those? Fizz started listening in, hoping that could help answer his question.

“-and our new agents can help us.” The agent with short blond hair said. Suddenly three creatures walked- er- flew into the room. He could hear moxie whisper ‘oh no’ as the three came into view. The creatures each looked like a different animal, two looking like lambs while the other looked like an infant.

“Who are they?” The jester found himself asking quietly.
“Their Cherubs,” Millie explained, “and they don’t exactly like us.”
“But how are they here?” Moxie asked, “even if they were banned from Heaven why are they working with the agents?”

“Well… like you said they don’t like us,” Fizz said, “and from what I understand the agents over there don’t ether, so maybe their working together to take us out?”
He paused after saying that so it could sink in that he just said, “and it would explain the angelic weapon-“

“I’m sorry- WHAT?” Blitzo snapped, loudly. In a few moments the agents and the cherubs all rushed towards where they were, and they looked mad.
‘Uh oh…’

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Before I could react on of the agents started attacking me, after I processed that I started to fight back. Either of us could have won but then something pricked my leg and I blacked out.

When I woke up I had felt something cold against my wrists. I tried to move, then realized the cold was from chains, which were connected to the walls. A bad feeling crept up on him.

The imp looked around the room to see if there was a way to escape, but there was none, after a moment he realized he was alone.

He pulled at the chains, hoping to free his wrists or at least have some space so their not stabbing into his wrists, but no luck. Before he could continue he heard faint shouting followed, it sounded like Moxie…

Pulled at my chains again, hard, trying to escape so I can do something, anything, to help- but I can’t. I’m stuck here…. I heard someone else shout, but this time in concert for moxie.

“Moxie, are you alright?!” It was Milly this time, worried for her husband. There was pain in Fizz’s chest… oh got… It reminded him of how Ausmodeus would react when I got hurt once, there was a touchy visited at the club who climbed up on stage and tried to kiss me. When I declined with an awkward laugh he got mad and started to attack me.

Ausmodus didn’t allow it though. The overlord quickly stepped in, hee was so protective and worried, fizz hadn't been scheduled at the club for weeks after that, Ozzie wanted to make sure I healed, and even after I started work again he kept a close eye on me…

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a door sham open. My head snapped to the source of the noise, seeing two agents suddenly walked into the room, looking at their name tags he could see it was agent 1 and agent 2, weird names. Fizz looked up at the two, fear pooling in his gut as he saw the weapons they had in their hands

“…what are you going to do to me?” He finally asked, the tension in the room was so thick, he could have stabbed it with his horn.

“Well well well… the little demon can talk,” agent 2 said, smirking, “I was starting to think there was something wrong with you.”

My eyes widened as I noticed a bloody knife in the agent’s had, “don’t worry, we didn’t hurt your friends,” pausing to wipe some of the blood off on his sleeve, “,too much.”

That didn’t do anything to help Fizz’s fear, ‘what did they do to them-‘

“Ya see,” Agent 2 said, as if hearing the imp’s thoughts, “your friends refused to talk, not giving us the information us and our… friends.. wanted.”

“W-What are you going to-! mph mm m!?!“ The agent shoved a cloth into his mouth

“You're only going to get the gag out when you're willing to talk. From how your fellow demons acted, we’re not going to take any chances with you putting up a fight.” Agent 1 spat as agent 2 pulled out a knife and passed it to the male agent. “Who knows, maybe it’ll get your friends to talk too…”

Fizz closed his eyes, as if not seeing what was going on could stop what was going to happen, but as the cold knife slid across shoulder. A stuttered breath escaped his mouth. While he usually might enjoy such things, this was not one of those times.

Tears screamed down his face as the knife sliced through his shirt, not being careful to avoid skin before plunging itself between two ribs. A scream was pulled from his throat, ripping up his throat as the torture continued.

A second weppon joined in with the torture of the poor imp as both cut through his skin, blood staining his cloths and skin as more and more wounds where made. He was sobbing at that point, his eyes wet and puffy from all the crying.

“The little imp’s not so strong anymore, huh?” Agent two laughed. Suddenly the smirks on the agent’s faces dropped as things around the room rattled. Stuff was falling over and it felt like an invisible force was in the room.
The lights flickered and a smoke filled the room, that adding onto the blood loss made Fizz’s head pound. A growl filled the room, familiar but so so different. The noise echoed around the room as a voice said, “…don’t mess with my imp~”

This was too much…

Closing his eyes in an attempt to shut out all the chaos. He could still hear, but the ringing in his ears messed with that since.

He heard someone stomping on the floor and the sound of screams before the thud of someone being thrown across the room and someone being strangled, the sound of choking made him freeze, even though the other imp’s weren't in the room it still scared him to think of that possibility.

A moment later the choking stopped and there was a thud and someone across the room shouting for help, likely from whoever was thrown across the room. The shouting quickly stopped too as he heard the cracking of bones breaking, tearing a loud scream from whoever that was.

After a few seconds of silence he heard light footsteps heading towards him. The being unlocked the cuffs keeping him attached to the wall and pulled the gag out of his mouth. Fizz felt himself being lifted into strong, big, arms.

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I tore my eyes open to try and see my savior, but I could only see so much through the haze. Through the blurry vision I could make out the shape of the person that saved me. They were giant, and had a fluffy thing around their neck, reminding me of someone… I quickly mumbled out a name before losing consciousness.

“Ozzie?”

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To say Ausmodeus was mad was an understatement. He knew where his imp was, safe with Stolas’s Imp, Blitzo. He looks away for one second and he’s nowhere to be found-

He quickly appeared at Stolas’s estate in front of the prince. “Where in hell is your Imp?” The Lust demon growled, Stolas looked confused, so Ausmodus continued, “I looked away for one second and now my Imp has disappeared and last I remember he was sticking to your imp’s side like glue.”

Stolas thought a bit before responding, “they must have gone to the human world…” The Larger demon’s eyes darkened, “they. What.?!”

“IMP travels to the human world to complete jobs for sinners,” The owl explained, “They must have taken Fizz with them for a mission.”

Before Ausmodeus could question how they get to the human world Stolas cut in, “They use my Grimoire to travel there and back. I made a deal with them and that's how I got my little Blitzy~” his voice turns into a fond one at the mention of his imp.

Suddenly Stolas stood up, a weird glint in his eyes. “Somethings wrong…” he mumbled, his eyes darkening, “Something’s happening with the imp’s…”

The stronger demon growled, using his magic to transport himself to the human world, to where Fizzy was…

The Prince appeared in some alleyway- he could smell Fizz’s scent, he was close to fizz… He quickly followed the imp’s scent to a government building. He was too blinded by rage and protectiveness to care as he broke through the building, quickly finding the jester, only to feel the pain and fear radiating off of him…

If someone was to mess with his imp, he might as well mess with them…

Using his magic he focused and teleported into the room, smoke filling the air around him. As soon as he saw Fizz a growl escaped from his throat. The imp was bleeding, brused, and crying. The demon glared at the person causing it, growling as he said, “Don’t mess with my imp…”

He stormed across the room, throwing the person harming his Fizzy across the room, he’ll deal with them later…

He turned twards the other human in the room, a person with short blond hair. It didn’t matter though, he’ll see them in hell ether way… he quickly wrapped his claws around the humans throat, squeezing it tight, not intending to leave the human alive unlike when he chokes Fizzy~

He let go, dropping the limp body to the floor once he knew the mortal was dead. Satisfied with his job, then his head snapped towards the agent across the room, the one who hurt his Fizzy, when he heard the brunette shout for help.

Asmodeus stormed across the room, he was going to have fun with this one. His hands wrapped around the human legs, hard, and pulled. A loud, satisfying, snap filled his ears.

Since this agent was going to hurt the little limbs that fizz had left, he was going to break him where fizz was broken.

The demon continued breaking bones, a sick, satisfying grin crossed his face with each scream. He didn’t stop when the screams stopped, he didn’t stop when the panicked breaths stopped, he didn’t stop when the agent was dead.

He stopped when he heard a small whimper from across the room. Dropping the agent in a pile, barely recognizable as a pile of broken bones and torn flesh. All of Asmodeus’s attention was on Fizz

Quickly standing up he rushed across to where his Fizzy was. The poor thing was probably traumatized from that the humans did to him…

He carefully picked fizz up, making sure not to move any of his wounds, instead focusing his powers into healing him. Even if he’s caused injuries to partners before, lust is supposed to be pleasurable, not painful.

Holding the imp close, Ozzie could feel tears start to form. He got his Fizzy back… so soon after he could have lost him for good because of those mortals, because of the press…

“O-Ozzie…” Ozzie heard Fizz whimper weakly, snapping him out of his thoughts. He looked at the little imp in his arms just before his eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he passed out.

“Yes Doll, it’s me.” The Prince said softly, using his magic to teleport them home, to bring them to Lust.

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Fizz coughed as he woke up, his eyes snapping open as reddish pink smoke was pulled from his mouth. The color of Asmodeus’s smoke…

He quickly sits up, looking around the room in fear only to see a familiar sight. The heart shaped bed with lace curtains drooping around it, making it hard to see anything past the bed. The blankets were a lovely pink with dark pillows and light pink sheets.

This was Ozzie’s room….

Fizz wasn’t even sure if he was allowed to call him that, after he disappeared and lied about his species. After he ruined his and the establishment’s reputation… after he ruined his life…

…why was he here? Was Asmodeus the one to save him? Slowly the memories came back to him, replacing the blurry figure in his memory with the demon and everything made sense.

The smoke, the protective feeling, the big figure- oh god… he called him his Imp….

Tears spilled down his eyes as he slowly connected the dots, trying to figure out what it must have been like for Asmodeus after he disappeared.

Ozzie was always protective, especially with crazy fans. The demon likes to know where Fizz is so he can know where I am if he needs to protect me or can’t find me. He must have freaked when I destroyed the tracker and when no one could find me.

And when Stolas stopped by he must have noticed something was wrong and contacted Asmodeus when he learnt about the reveal-
Wait no… the prince likely wouldn’t connect that Blitzo acting weird with the species reveal.

Maybe it was Asmodeus who contacted Stolas because of that one night at Ozzie’s…

Or maybe he was thinking about this too much.

He heard the door creaking open, snapping him out of his thoughts and theories. He looked up towards the door to see Ozzie walking through the door.

The imp could feel his heart stop, heart beating in his ears. He wasn’t sure if it was because of seeing Asmodeus after so long and being scared, or because of the handsome demon’s talk figure and visible muscles.

His heart stopped as he locked eyes with the prince.

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Ozzie paused after he opened the door to his room. Fizzy looked so small and adorable, almost non-visible with all the blankets pooling around making him seem like a kid compared to the size of it, and he is a similar color to the bedding, unintentional but cute.

The prince had been questioning why the Imp had been hiding his species. It’s easy to understand why from the media and fans, but from Ozzie himself?

Maybe it was because he was so cute. His skin was just reddish enough to make it seem like he had a constant blush. It hurt to see that his arms and legs were prosthetics, while already knew that, it didn’t make it hurt any less to think of what he might have gone through to lose his limbs.

Walking up to the bed he could see the Imp was awake. Fizz was curling into himself, trying to disappear, but he couldn’t when he was the center of Ozzie’s attention.

He was sat on the bed and pulled the terrified imp into his lap, slowly petting his tail, something thats comforting for the jester. After a few minutes of that, Fizzy visibly less tense, Ozzie paused the pets for a moment before asking, “Why did you leave…?”

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“Why did you leave?”

The question waid down heavily on Fizzarolli’s shoulders. Why did he leave? He didn’t want to hurt Asmodeus’s reputation more than he already did once his species was revealed. It was true but he knew the king would see through that into something else.

Fizz was scared of what Ozzie would think. He didn’t want to be rejected or thrown out. He didn’t know how the demon would react, even though he loved Fizz, he hated imps, finding them disgusting, so how would he have reacted if someone he loved turned out to be something he hates?

Without knowing how Ozzie would react, and knowing how the public would see both of them after that, he ran. He would be able to hide from the press and he wouldn’t have to see Asmodeus’s reaction. Win-Win.
Then he was caught.

Now here he was, caught and being questioned by the very person he was avoiding. He didn’t want to answer, but he knew things would get worse if he didn’t, so… “I was scared.” He started. “I was scared how you would react. I didn’t want you to throw me out and hurt me.” He didn’t notice when his eyes began to water, only when they began to roll down his cheeks. “You hated imps and so I thought you would hate me…”

“Oh Fizz….” He heard Asmodeus sigh, “I could never hate you.”

The imp looked up and the demon, who he had been avoiding eye contact with the entire time, “but you're disgusted by-“ he starts, before being cut off by the sin.

“It doesn’t matter that I don’t like imps, I love you. You're my little Jester, my imp, my Fizzy, it doesn’t matter what you are. I love you.” The demon said, pulling Ozzie into his arms and holding the smaller hellborn protectively, but not tight enough to make the sad imp feel trapped.

Fizz closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Ozzie’s neck the best he could, tucking his head into the demon’s chest and crying. He lets the tears pour out, feeling comfort in the protective arms that he’s been held in so many times.

It almost felt like how things used to be.
Almost.

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‘Fuck you Fiz,’ Blitzo thought as he woke up in Stolas’s palace. The last thing he remembered is being mocked unconscious when being interrogated by the agents fuckface and Waldo, or whatever they're called. Now he was in a bed, Stolas’s bed, with the prince laying asleep next to him.

He didn’t know how he got here, he doesn’t know who else is here, but he had the feeling it was the jester’s fault. It always seems to be his fault. He caused the fire that got both of them hurt, he was the one who ran to blitzo for help after humiliating him at Ozzie’s, and it was him who, somehow, messaged Stolas to save him. Again.

Blitzo fooled out of bed, dragging a pillow with him as he hit the floor, before popping up and dragging himself into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. He made himself some food and stole some valuable looking things before walking out and heading back to his apartment.

When he got there Blitzo imminently began looking around for Fizz’s stuff. A hoodie, his phone, heck, even a pencil, anything he could find before going and burning it all.

If Fizz was just going to use him then Blitzo was going to learn from this and never trust him again, and stop anything that might keep him from staying away from the burned imp and any connections he might have to him.
Was this a good idea, he didn’t know, he just felt betrayed again after he just felt like he could finally connect with his family again…

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Waking up again, I realized I was being hugged by Ozzie. His soft fur was below my head. So soft and fuzzy…. It was like I was laying on cotton candy. Slowly sliding out of the Sin's arms, I started sneaking towards the door, only to find that it was locked.
‘Huh….’ I thought, ‘that’s strange… he probably knew I would try to leave.’ Sighing, I go to the king’s closet to look for a change of clothes. I might not be able to leave but I don’t exactly want to wear these bloodied rags anymore.
After finding some of my spare clothes in the closet I started taking off the bloodied black shirt and replacing it with a soft red hoodie, grateful that Asmodeus didn’t change me out of the clothes when unconscious, but it wouldn’t be the first time the demon would have done it.
After changing into sweatpants I find myself crawling back into the heart shaped bed and snuggling into the pillows, just far enough from Ozzie that I was out of reach. It almost feels like nothings changed… almost….

IMP
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Standing in front of the meeting room table, Blitzo was explaining their next mission, “-and this is what the victim looks like. Any question?”

“Yeah,” Milly cut in, “what happened to Fizzarolli?”

Shifting his view to the floor, the tall imp glared at the floor, “he’s not our problem anymore… he’s back in Lust where he’s living in luxury.” Blitzo spat.

Sharing a worried glance M&M knew that their Boss felt betrayed. After all, who wouldn’t if someone who just got back into your life left again without saying a word as you got into more trouble with your boyfriend.

The couple knew they needed to bridge the relationship between the cousins and help them fix it, or else they would never be able to speak to each other again. Plus, Fizz seemed so genuine when they met him, it’s not fair that it ended so badly this time and it wasn’t even his fault.

They needed to help the two before it’s too late

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It had been two weeks since Fizz was back with Ozzie and he was finally given a moment alone. Between catching up, taking through feelings, and deciding if he wanted to be interviewed on why he hid who he was to try and save his reputation, it left him little time to try and reconnect with the IMP gang after being saved. 

He was finally able to get a new phone set up he knew he needed to get back in contact with Blitzo. 

Fizz took a deep breath before reaching for his phone on the side table and clicked on messages. He wrote something out, but after staring at it for a minute deleted it and typed something else out again. He does this a few more times before finally figuring out something to say and hitting send.,  

Fizz
Hey

Blitzo
What do you want

Fizz
I just wanted to say I’m sorry. 
I was the one that ruined our relationship years ago, and embarrassed you time and time again.
You were nice enough to take me in after the news got out of me being an imp, and was willing to take me in even after all that. Then when I tried to help with a mission we got caught and had to be saved. I didn’t know any of that was going to happen.

Read

Fizz sighed and let’s go of his phone. He pulls a pillow into his arms, hugging it close to his chest. 

Was it his fault? He knew what the risk was hiding that he was an imp. He knew the risk of lying to Ozzie and not saying anything before leaving once it was all revealed. He knew the risk of asking Blitz for help after all he did to him throughout the years. Things where unsure for a while but when things were finally looking up it all came crashing down as soon as he wanted to help.

He hears a faint buzz. Reaching for his phone he turns it to the side and sees a message.

Blitzo
I forgive you. But your on thin fucking ice.

The imp smiles before quickly typing a response back.

Fizz
Thsnk you. Thank tou so much!!
Do you wanna meet up again soon? It’d be nice to talk without the pressure of hiding from royalty.

The two began planning to meet up. Fizz’s future was starting to look brighter. 

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It’s been a few days and Fizz is on the Hellevator going up to the pride ring. His tail hugged close to him, and he twisted the end in his hands. The last time he went up to the Pride Ring was when the news got out…

He shakes that thought as the doors of the Hellevator open. He was wearing a disguise so no one should notice him. He was wearing a pale pink hoodie, with black jeans, and a beanie over the remains of his horns.

The two of them decided on going to a local restaurant Blitzo talked about. Stepping out past the doors, he started heading towards the restaurant, following the direction to it on his phone.

When he reached the restaurant he spotted Blitzo standing outside. Fizz waved to him and walked up. Blitz gave him a hesitant smile. They exchanged greetings before entering the building, which looked to be a cafe of sorts.

The host led the two to a table. It was next to a red wall near the back of the building. Two menus were placed in front of them. After the hostess walked away if left the two imps in silence.

“What would you like to drink?” The waitress asked with a smile. She seemed young and overly cheerful. Maybe she just started, or just got a big tip, or maybe because of her subservient job she hopes seeming peaceful will get her more tips.

Looking closer, something looked off about her smile, it was lacking the usual joy or stiffness most smiles have. She had no name tag, which was weird… Maybe he was looking too much into it.

“I’ll just have water, no ice.” Fizz said after a moment, before turning to blitzo.

“Pepsi.”

The girl nods, writing the drinks down before walking away. The two sat in silence for a moment, Fizz glancing at the menu, before breaking the silence.

“So… how’s Loona doing? Got with the hound she’s been simping for?” Fizz asks.

Blitzo signs. “No. Turns out that dog is very taken by a Queen of all things. Loonie has been getting wasted with his girlfriend though.”

The jester pauses for a second, eyes widening sightly. “Wait, is the girlfriend a peppy, canine bitch with yellow fur?”

“Ya, sounds about right.”

“You're telling me that Queen Bee Beelzebub gets hammered with Loona, while she won’t even let me go to one of her parties!” He raises his eyes and throws his hands in the air in frustration, garnering some glances and side eyes from surrounding tables. Fizz quickly puts his arms down.

The two imps sit in silence until their waitress walked back to their table and placed down their drinks.

“Are the two of you ready to order?” She asked.

Blitzo and Fizz share a glance.

“Not yet.” Fizz says, before taking a look at his menu, not looking as the waitress walked away.

“I heard the pie here is good.”

He glanced at the menu, seeing apple, berry, and peach pies. Though peaches are fun, he loved a berry pie. He didn’t eat much before he got here, so he might get their soup as well.

“Have you thought about what you might get?” Fizz asks, looking over their soups.

“Their burgers are nice,” he says, sipping on his Pepsi.

“Have you decided on what you’d like?” He hears a voice say. Turning his head he sees their waitress.

“Ya, we are.” Fizz responds. “I’d like the berry pie and soup of the day. You?” He asks, turning to Blitz. “Burger, medium rare, and garlic fries.”

Their waitress jots it down, “the pies are made in the morning, do you want it now or with the rest of your meal?”

“Now.”

“Anything else?” She asks. The two imps stay silent. “Ok, your food should be done soon.” With that she walks off.

“Berry pie?” Blitz asks, “I haven’t had one of those since we were kids.”

“Just felt like it,” he responds, shrugging. The waitress came back and left a slice of berry pie in front of him.

The crust is golden brown, and the berry mix is a deep purple in color. Grabbing a piece with his fork he takes a bite.

His eyes widened. It tastes so good! The berries are a good mix of blueberry, raspberry, and blackberry, and the crust is buttery and crunchy, but not crispy.

It reminds Fizz of when they were kids at the circus. They were able to scrounge up enough money from what guests dropped. Tilly promised them a surprise and she used it to make a pie.

He remembered the shock they all felt when she came back from the market one night with the berries. She had just enough ingredients to make one berry pie. Blitz helped with the dough, poking a fork into the crust. Barbie stole some vanilla for the filling when they were passing through a town. Fizz helped distract Cash Buxo so they wouldn’t get caught.

Tilly gave a huge slice to each of them. It tasted so good. The first time he ever had pie, and probably the best. They were able to get the money for one two more times in a few years before Buxo caught them.

His eyes started watering.

“You alright there Fizz?” Blitz asked, concerned in his voice. Fizz looked up, nodded, before pushing the plate towards Blitz. “You should try some.”

The two shared the slice of pie. Fizz would have to order some to take to lust eventually. Soon, the pie was gone and the two talked, sharing memories of their childhood. From Blitz sneaking into the horse pen to ride one, only to break his arm, to when the them and Barbie worked to throw Tilly a birthday party.

Eventually, their waitress comes back with the rest their food. Fizz picks up a spoon and scoops some soup, and takes a bite.

“Shit that’s hot!” He says, dropping his spoon. Quickly he grabs his water and takes a big gulp.

He hears Blitz laughing, “Christ Fizz, didn’t someone teach you to blow before swallowing?”

Fizz pouts, well it’s not my fault she didn’t saw it was hot! He says, throwing his arms in the air. His sleeves fell down, leaving his arms visible.

“No way,” their waitress gasped, “are you the Fizzarolli?!”

Some heads from other patrons turned at that.

“Uh, no,” he stammers out, pulling his arms to his chest. “What would make you think that?” He laughs awkwardly, fiddling with his sleeves.

“That’s definitely him!” Someone shouts from a nearby table. People start running up to him, asking for his autograph, taking photos, pulling on his clothes.

So loud, too much, so many people pulling at him. It's too much.

He feels a hand grab his wrist and pull him out of the crowd.

“Let’s get out of here!” Blitz shouts, pulling him to the exit.

Once they got outside the building Fizz grabbed onto Blitz’s waist and shot them into the air and onto the roof of a tall building nearby.

Landing was hard, Fizz dropped the other imp, and stumbled. They shared a look and after a second they burst into laughter.