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"Let's see here.... I think you're going to get.... good luck,"
Fizz grinned almost affectionately at the screen as he moved his cursor over to the next profile picture, head cocking to the side
"And you're going to get bad luck..."
He hummed as he moved the arrow over to the next one, some sixteen-year-old asshole who liked to scare his kid sister...
"Bad luck..."
Next was a college professor who was trying to manipulate young girls into sleeping with him
"Oof, definitely bad luck," Fizz chuckled, his finger tapping twice on the broken mirror key
"And for you..."
Interestingly, next was one of those exact young girls, she worked two jobs and had dealt with her grades suffering because of the asshole above
"Good luck..."
Next was a teenager who had just been kicked out of her house...
"And what the hell? Good luck for you too,"
He paused just long enough to glance at the clock, lips ticking into a small smile
It would be quitting time soon, and that would leave him that much closer to his favorite day of the year
He should be able to get in just a few more though
Turning to the next page, he clicked on another photo, this one of a depressed looking blonde- Angel Salvatore
It took only a few breif lines of his luckfile for Fizz to his and cringe, moving his finger over to the black cat key
"I really shouldn't do this but..... why the fuck not? Extra good luck for you my dear,"
He pressed the button twice, but before he could arrow away to the next picture, he heard someone coming into the room, turning his attention to the door and raising his brows as Blitz's paramour- Stolas- came tip-toeing in
"Oh shoot, I've done it again... haven't I?"
"Mm-hmm, fuck only knows how you keep missin' the big Christmas tree on the door, but you're not in Christmas Town Dorothy," Fizz chuckled
Stolas sighed, taking a step forward, only to trip over a wire and fall, catching himself by putting his hands out on Fizz's desk, both of them unaware that his finger had landed just so on the black cat button, little black cat icons starting to populate Angel's profile at rapid speed as Stolas carefully stood back up with Fizz's help
"You ok?" the spirit chuckled warmly, helping the human steady himself
"Y-Yes I think so, sorry..."
"No problema, don't apologize," Fizz insisted, leaning back in his chair, still not noticing the dozens of black cat icons that were now thoroughly decorating Angel's profile
"What'd Blitz send ya' out for this time?"
"Ugh, Diet Coke,"
Fizz snickered, grinning a little wider
"Sounds about right, he has a caffeine addiction, terrible habit from our human days,"
Stolas perked a little, wanting to ask, but quickly being cut off as Fizz continued
"I'm impressed Santa keeps letting you out,"
"I don't think she has a problem with any of us leaving for the human realm, I think Blitz just keeps sending me because I'm the one with the bank account,"
"Fair assessment, and you can only uses the expense account so often before even Charlie starts raising her eyebrows, human foods are fine but downing caffeine at the rate Blitz does is liable to scare anybody,"
"It makes me wonder how he sleeps," Stolas chuckled, finally taking his hand away from the keyboard and pulling up a chair
"So what is it that you're doing here?"
"Dishin' out luck," Fizz grinned, turning back towards the computer and Xing out of Angel's profile to bring up a fresh one
"So everybody in every realm except our's has a luckfile- a profile with some recent events that skew either particularly good, particularly bad, or particularly easy or difficult, based on that profile, I then choose to give them either good luck or bad luck or no luck at all,"
"You control luck?" Stolas asked in surprise
"Well yeah, I'm the spirit of Friday The 13th, what did you think I did?"
"I... wasn't really sure..."
"Well now ya' know," Fizz shrugged, shifting away to show Stolas the keyboard
"Lookie here- here we've got different providers of luck, both good and bad, spiders and black cats for example- despite their American interpretations- are good luck, black cats are more lucky than spiders, then on the other hand you have broken mirrors and open umbrellas- the thing about opening umbrellas indoors ya' know? The mirrors are worse than the umbrellas but they both bring bad luck, and just so ya' know, the human superstitions about this shit? Total fuckery, none of it's true, the 'lucky' symbols like black cats and spiders? Just my little helper minions delivering the good news, the other shit... I don't really know where it came from, but I always use little trolls to deliver the bad luck,"
"Fascinating...." Stolas breathed, watching in amazement as Fizz looked over the profile quickly
"Mmmph, looks like we've got a prom queen who shared some girl's nudes last week, let's give her a giant fuckin' zit right in the middle of her face the day of Homecoming," Fizz grinned, pressing a broken mirror key, followed by a 13 key, wich pulled up a text box for him to type instructions into
"I don't always have something specific in mind when handing out luck, but sometimes I do," he mused, much to Stolas's fascination
"And you said that this computer controls the luck for everyone?"
"Everybody except for people in this realm yeah, see I can't manipulate the luck of people here, too easy for things to get uh.... corrupted, ya' know? I have to just let the luck flow however it may here,"
"That's amazing...."
"Thanks! I'm pretty proud of it if I do say so myself," Fizz chuckled, rubbing his fingers on his shirt as if to polish them
"So you base luck around someone's actions?" Stolas asked curiously
"Sometimes, but that's more Karma's thing, sometimes I'm just an asshole 'cause I like bein' an asshole, like, look, take this singer right here? He's gonna rip his pants on stage- no particular reason, I just think it'll be funny, and hey, could work out like it did for Lil' Nas X, I think that actually worked in his favor in the long run,"
"I see..." Stolas chuckled, leaning a little closer, eyes glimmering with excitement and curiosity
"I had no idea that holiday spirits could control things like luck..."
"Oh we can do way more than just this, but I am one of the more talented spirits," Fizz confirmed, glancing up at the clock on the wall and humming, turning the computer off and leaning back in his chair
"Ok, I'm outta here, ya' know, tommorrow's my special day,"
"I'm aware," Stolas smiled, rising to his feet
"I always go out into the feild on Friday The 13th and distribute some luck personally- it's uh... extra potent coming directly from me, Ozzie and Blitz usually join me and atleast do some Pigeon Bombing, wanna come with?"
"I'd love to!! Ah-.... pigeon... bombing... though...?"
Fizzarolli laughed, his voice scratchy and still holding that strangely, slightly robotic tinge to it that Stolas had noticed from his first time chatting with the other man
"Oh yeah, it's my fucking favorite! All gambles, low stakes, no prisoners- ya' see, ya' find some pigeons that are about to shit, pick a random car, and let 'em go,"
"....Pigeon bombing," Stolas confirmed with renewed understanding, laughing immediately
"I think you got my car a few times,"
"Oh for sure! It's my sworn MISSION in life that NO human being will ever get through their entire life and NEVER get bombed, I make it a yearly goal to atleast try to nail every car once, but I really do aim for it to be random when I play so ya' know, can't win 'em all,"
"Sure, sure," Stolas chuckled
"Well, I had better get back to Blitz before he starts worrying, but I look forward to tommorrow, and playing Pigeon with you as well,"
"Same to you caralinda, tell Blitz I said to get some sleep so he can be at his absolute worst tommorrow,"
"I'll do that," Stolas smiled back, waving before stepping out of the little hut Fizz was currently holed up in, assumedly making his way back to Christmas Town
Fizz giggled to himself, staring up at the clock eagerly
Six o'clock
Just six more hours until the best day of the year began
~+~
"Oz..... hey Oz.... Ozzie, get the fuck up man,"
Groaning, the Halloween spirit shifted in bed, creaking one beautifull brown eye open and staring into the pair of copper pools Fizz possessed
"Ya' know what day it is~?"
"Mmm.... Friday the........... 12th?" Ozzie grinned back teasingly, yelping when Fizz reached out and pinched his nipple
"Try again,"
"Must be the 13th," Ozzie hummed instead, never once losing the smirk plastered to his face
"Now you're gettin' it," Fizz beamed, crawling into his partner's lap and leaning down to give him a long, passionate kiss, leaving Ozzie to chase every fleeting touch of his lover's lips, Fizz moving too fast and too erratic to really keep up with as excitement clearly pulsed through every last nerve
"C'mon, let's hurry and go!"
"Hun, it is atleast six o'clock, right?" Ozzie sighed, slowly sitting up as Fizz jumped out of his lap and ran to the closet
"Yep! Six o'clock HST!"
Ozzie glanced at the clock next to him, shaking his head slowly
Six o'clock exactly, Fizz had woken him up a minute or two early, he saw
"Mmm, you know the human world isn't going anywhere, right?"
"I know I know, but it's like, an hour 'till midnight in Kiribati! I wanna get a move on so we don't miss a SECOND!"
"Hun, time will literally stop for you if you need it,"
"But I don't want it to," Fizz argued, already shedding his clothes with one hand as his other grabbed his favorite jester costume- the black and white one with little red hearts peppering it, his favorite thing to wear on Friday The 13th
"Mmm.... Blitz is gonna kick your ass for getting him up this early..."
"Let 'im," Fizz shrugged back easily, darting into the bathroom
Ozzie shook his head again, but it was with fondness, smiling warmly as he reluctantly crawled out of bed, making a horrible face as the cold morning air practically electrocuted every last nerve ending
.....
Nope
Yanking the big fluffy (faux) fur comforter off the bed, he wrapped it around himself and started for the window, shuddering as he pushed it open and gave a low wistle
"Hey Raven!! You up!?"
Seconds later, a large black raven flew through the window, a puff of smoke surrounding the animal as a ghostly pale white face emerged
"Obviously," she replied, her voice soft and wispy
"....Right.... listen, you think you can watch over the town today? I'm-"
"Going to participate in the luck gambling like you did last year, I know, and yes, I'll watch over the town," she answered, calm and collected as always
"Hey, it's not luck gambling ok? It is carefully planned luck manipulation," Fizz insisted from around the corner
Raven didn't seem even remotely interested in changing her statement though
"Anyway, you want the pumpkin for the day?" Ozzie asked eagerly, reaching into the large wooden chest at the foot of the bed and pulling out the massive jack-o-lantern he wore when he needed to be "official"
"...I'm not wearing that,"
"Awwww..." Ozzie pouted, shoulders sagging, but once more, Raven seemed unbothered
"I'm not taking over the town, I'm just watching it for a few hours, there's no need for me to wear it," Raven pointed out
"I know, I just think it's cool, that's all..."
Ozzie didn't get a chance to lament any further though, turning at the feeling of someone tapping on the center of his back, glancing down at Fizz
"Would you hurry up? We still have to pick up Blitz and his boyfreind before we can get started,"
"I know I know, I'm comin', don't worry," he promised with a sigh, shaking his head fondly
He loved that Fizz loved his holiday so much, and to think that Ozzie had suggested it so out of the blue like he had....
Well, in any case, he headed to the bathroom so he could get ready to leave, knowing that if Fizz had to remind him again, he'd be suffering the consequences of a very ticked off holiday spirit
~+~
"What'd you do to this one?"
Fizz looked absolutely thrilled to answer, his eyes glimmering with excitement as he ducked into the bushes, snickering with delight
"Oh, nothing too bad...."
Ofcourse, as he said that, the businessman who was already running late to an important meeting got in the car, started it up..... and screamed
A cloud of smoke suddenly came from the hood of his car, a screech of frustration leaving his throat
"Hey, I could've done way worse,"
"You really could've, I'm surprised you didn't go for the 'snake in the air conditioner' thing again," Blitz commented
"Yeah but I can only do that once in a wile before it starts getting.... oh... what's the word...? Contrite,"
"Snakes.... in the air conditioner....?" Stolas repeated slowly, shuddering at the very idea- wich, if anything, only fueled Fizz even further
"We're not done yet though, check this out," the spirit insisted gleefully, watching as the businessman reached into his pocket... only to find it empty....
"Oh no no no no NO!" he screamed, running to the front door and trying desperately to jiggle the nob, but to no avail
"He locked himself out?" Stolas noted, unable to stop himself from grinning just a bit
"No phone either it looks like," Blitz hummed
"Have ya' ever just had one of THOSE days?" Fizz grinned, leaning back smugly
"Actually I have," Stolas confirmed, attention turning to Fizz again
"So that's you hm?"
"Oh no no no, first of all, I only took this position a year ago, you can't blame your life of sadness on me, and second of all, I can't control all luck, luck is luck, pure and simple, I can manipulate some of it, but..... hm.... ok, luck is as vast as a fuckin' ocean full of fish, I'm like a fisherman, I may be able to load up on heaps and heaps of the crap on a daily basis, but it's not like there's any danger of me actually taking all the fucking fish everywhere, ya' see what I mean?"
"Actually overfishing is a serious environmental concern," Stolas pointed out
"Not from one fisherman it ain't," Fizz grinned back
"I'm just one fisherman, and there are extremely few of us, far too few to ever herd in all the fish, get what I'm sayin'?"
"I do yes, I think..."
"So what did this shmuck do to get triple bad luck?" Ozzie asked curiously, laughing with amusement as the businessman took to kicking his car door in frustration- that was bound to leave a scuff
"Oh he was mean to a cat last month,"
"OOoh....... fry 'im,"
"Right?" Fizz grinned, rising to his feet and releasing a loud, dramatic sigh
"Unfortunately though, it's time for us to take our leave, we've got so many other stops to make,"
"Cool," Blitz nodded, jumping up as well
"Can we go pigeon-bombing though? Is there time? Please tell me there's time,"
"Oh sweetheart," Fizz cackled, wrapping his arm around Blitz's shoulders and hugging him close
"There will always be time for pigeon bombing,"
~+~
"Now this is peak Friday The 13th- bad luck for no fuckin' reason," Fizz grinned, approaching the sidewalk and clearing his throat, wiggling his fingers, and reaching into his sleeve, pulling forth a little salt shaker, placing it on the ground, and tipping it over with his foot
Stolas, confused, tilted his head, brow raising
"...What does that do?"
"Wait and see," Ozzie grinned, ushering Fizz back over to the car they were currently camped out in and handing him a pair of binoculars
Fizz settled gleefully, holding them up to watch as the salt suddenly formed a puddle of water, and then a thin sheet of ice
Surely enough, a moment later, some unsuspecting dude and his dog came walking along the sidewalk, and although the dog smartly chose to walk through the grass, his human wasn't nearly as lucky, and instantly slipped on the ice and fell, earning a chorus of snickers and chuckles from the group of spies
"So... do you only control little daily incidentals like this? Or... could you potentially set up a person to have a lucky or unlucky life in general?" Stolas asked curiously, watching out of the corner of his eye as Fizz pulled a raven feather from his sleeve, a plume of black smoke starting to envelope the four of them- transportation for the spirit of Friday The 13th, as Stolas had quickly learned
"Nah, I can't control somebody's entire life, that kinda goes against the spirit of the holiday, I can control luck outside of Friday The 13th- though the holiday is always gonna bring stronger results- but like... charting somebody's luck path from birth? Can't do that, sorry to say,"
"But... it can happen?" Stolas asked curiously, stumbling a little, off-balance, as he found himself no longer sitting in an empty car, but now standing in an empty apartment
"Sure, not from a holiday spirit like us, but some have that ability, like angels and shit,"
"Angels... are real...?"
Fizz glanced at Stolas over his shoulder, pausing breifly, his expression turning from gleefull excitement to a slightly more sobered look
"Ya' know, I always forget how exciting it can be for humans to learn about this shit the first time around,"
Stolas wanted to ask what he meant, but he didn't get the opportunity, the subject changing as Fizz made his way towards the window and sliding it open, reaching into his vest pocket and pulling out a little black cat keychain
Stolas instantly perked, remembering that black cats were good luck, according to Fizz
The other three hurried over to their freind, watching Fizz drop the keychain onto the grass below, and much to Stolas's amazement, began to grow into an actual, living black cat
The cat meowed, shook it's self off a little, and started prancing towards a girl dressed all in black on the other side of the yard
The girl, surprised, took a look at the cat and immediately leaned down to start petting it, scooping the cat into her arms and snuggling affectionately with the feline
"So is that cat alive forever now? Or is it going to turn back into a keychain?" Stolas asked curiously
"Nope, cat's a cat now, a lucky cat, but still just a cat, I feel kinda bad for contributing to the overpopulation of cats but hey, the job's the job, and luck is fleeting, once luck is all used up it goes away,"
"So the cat has finite luck? If she adopts the cat, the cat isn't going to just keep giving her luck?"
"You're pretty smart for a human," Fizz nodded, smiling a little as the girl carried the cat to the mailbox
"So what's with this one? Must be pretty good, I know you have a thing for goths," Blitz mused, peering out the window
"I don't have a 'thing' for them, I just vibe with 'em," Fizz snorted back
"...She's about to get an acceptance letter to the art college she applied to, not really any big strings to pull, but she was gonna be on the waitlist until the pretentious jackass right ahead of 'er stole his dad's car for a joyride.... and his dad decided to press charges,"
"Ah, so that's how it was fun for you," Ozzie snickered, earning a shrug in response
"What can I say~? Crime, time, key-lime, blah blah blah... oh! Hey it's almost time for the main event!"
"Main event?" Stolas echoed, watching Fizz produce another feather from his sleeve
"Yeah! I worked really hard on this one and I wanna watch the first domino fall in person,"
"Ok, but then we're going Pigeon Bombing," Blitz huffed, arms crossing over his chest and earning an annoyed eyeroll in response
"Yeah yeah pigeons, you don't understand what's about to unfold here," Fizz insisted as the growingly familiar black smoke wrapped around the group
Moments later, the four found themselves once again hiding in some bushes, a look of unparalleled glee written all over Fizz's face, barely able to stop himself from bouncing with excitement, the bells on his jester hat tinkling with the motion
"Wow, you must have really planned somethin' big if you're this jazzed up," Ozzie commented
"Oh I've got somethin' big planned alright," Fizz grinned, watching as a tall man with a long black ponytail started walking down the street, his attention entirely captured by whoever he was texting
"So what can we expect here?" Blitz asked curiously, unable to help himself and just wait like a normal person
"Well.... this guy's a real pile of shit, so that's exactly what he's going to step in," Fizz hummed, eyes pinned to the aforementioned asshole
"That's it? All this build-up for some poop shoes?" Blitz asked, clearly disappointed
"Oh no no no my dear, you don't understand," Fizz hummed, grinning as, indeed, the human a few yards away came to a sudden stop, screeching and lifting his foot up
"GODDAMMIT! These are Versace!"
"See, this one little incident is the first domino in a massively constructed plan that's going to end the life of this loser as he knows it- he's about to lose his business, his house, his family, and either end up in prison or dead, I haven't decided on the endgame just yet,"
"...All of that.... from stepping in a dog's accident?" Stolas asked slowly, for the first time that day showing clear disbeleif
"Oh yeah, just keep watchin'," Fizz snickered
As the man bent over to take his shoe off- in the wet slushy snow of a New York January at that- a woman running down the street suddenly nocked into him, jostling the tall, lanky man and causing him to stumble..... and for his phone to fall out of the pocket he had just put it in
"Hey! Watch it BITCH!"
The man continued to grumble, finally getting the shoe off, unaware of his fallen phone, and started hobbling towards the nearby service station
"See how his luck is already getting worse?" Fizz beamed, practically fawning over his own plan as he watched a third person approach the scene
But unlike the man before, this figure did notice the phone, and took it upon themselves to bend down, pick it up, and shove it into their pocket
"This guy must be a pretty big asshole if you've constructed a chain of events this thorough to end him," Ozzie mused, clearly sounding impressed
"Oh he's the worst, and this is just the beginning," Fizz hummed happily
"Give it till next Friday The 13th, and by then, Valentino Hartswood will regret being born,"
~+~
Meanwile, not too far from this scene, unbeknownst to Fizzarolli, Stolas's accidental manipulation of events from the day before was coming into play
With a quiet sigh, Angel Salvatore stepped out of the convenience store, a pack of cigarettes in hand
Tearing the film off of the box, Angel flicked it open and reached for a stick, only to pause, a quiet "Mrow," catching her attention
Lips ticking up into a small smile, Angel looked down, pocketing the cigarettes and bending down, holding her hand out first for the black cat to sniff, before gently petting the sweet creature
"Meow,"
Surprised, Angel turned around, brows raised as a second black cat approached, rubbing up against her leg
Grinning, Angel started petting that one as well, wondering-
"Mew,"
Startled, Angel's attention turned to a tiny black kitten who had appeared out of nowhere
....
She was kind of out hands here....
"Mrow," came another black cat
"Mew," came a fifth
Angel was starting to wish she had six arms to pet all of them with, picking up the kitten and snuggling against the sweet creature as another three distinct cat voices caught her attention, looking down and gasping as a fucking swarm of black cats had started to gather around her
....What the fuck?
Shifting the kitten into one arm, she sniffed at her sleeve, wondering if she smelled like fish or something
Why the fuck else would all these cats be obsessively crowding her?
Not that she had alot of time to wonder about it though, more and more cats had started to gather like a fucking colony, and Angel's concerns were starting to shift from why, to how the fuck she was ever going to get out of here
.....
Oh well
Deciding to make the most of it, she took off her coat, shivering, and setting it on the ground so she could sit in the cat pile
This sort of thing had to be a once in a lifetime experience after all, and if Angel was going to die in a pile of cats.... well, that was definitely a better death than she had ever imagined having
~+~
"Fucking shit! This is the worst luck of my life!"
"Oh really? Wonder who could be causing that," Fizz snickered to himself as he watched the angry soccer mom stomp through the zoo, her bored kid reluctantly trailing behind
"First a parking ticket, then my cruise getting cancelled, and now I'm getting a tax audit?!"
"So what did this one do?" Stolas asked curiously
"Left a shitty Etsy reveiw out of spite, always be nice to small business owners kiddos,"
"I think you're letting her off easy," Stolas noted dryly, earning a surprised but thrilled look from Blitz
"What?" Stolas asked innocently
"Nothin', just haven't heard you singing the praises of petty bad luck yet, it's refreshing, didn't think this would be the one to pull that out of you though,"
"I used to have a small business, remember?" Stolas pointed out, wich was a fair point
"Soooo...." Fizz interrupted, leaning back on the bench the four were currently occupying
"I've dragged you guys along for the ride for this long, anybody got any requests?"
"Oh I do I do!" Ozzie beamed excitedly
"Can we go to Florida and let an alligator loose in a Walmart again? That was a blast last year!"
"Anything you want baby," Fizz grinned back, grabbing his partner by the shirt collar and tugging him in for a kiss
"I wanna freak out the science people," Blitz commented with a smirk
"Ya' know, make it rain frogs or somethin',"
"I keep telling you, I can't do shit like that, events have to be naturally occurring," Fizz huffed, reluctantly breaking away from his partner
"Actually, it's not impossible for live animals to 'rain' out of the sky, but I don't quite think that's what Blitz was referring to," Stolas commented
"Ok, fine, can we atleast lock some skeptics in a haunted house and watch 'em lose their fuckin' minds then?"
"Always," Fizz snorted back, turning to Stolas
"What about you cutie? Any requests?"
Stolas blinked, surprised by the offer
"O-Oh um.... well... I had never really thought of anything but... what about something that's both good luck and bad luck? Like... someone winning tickets to a sold-out concert they want to go to, but getting there keeps presenting a load of obstacles, like car failure, the Uber app being down, a family of ducks nesting in the middle of the road, that sort of thing, so they don't get to the concert until they're almost late?"
For a minute, the other three were quiet, staring at Stolas with raised brows, leading Stolas to believe at first that he had done something wrong or made a bad suggestion, but finally, Fizz broke out into a grin, laughing joyfully
"Damn, that's good! Unfortunately I don't have enough time to do something that elaborate this late in the day, but I'll totally do it next year!"
Stolas smiled shyly, glad that his idea was appreciated, if nothing else
"Anything I can pull off in less time?"
Stolas hummed, rolling that thought around in his head for a few moments, trying to think of something that would be entertaining but not too cruel...
Unless...
"Actually, can I request a specific person?"
Surprised by this, Fizz shrugged, nodding in agreement
"Guess so, you have somethin' in mind?"
"I do, actually," Stolas smiled back peacefully
"Someone who could really use some bad luck,"
~+~
"What the FUCK do you mean you lost my car!? What kind of shitty valet service is this?! ....What do you MEAN you don't have a fucking valet service?!?"
"Sorry I couldn't do better on short notice, but I'll get 'er better next time, I promise," Fizz smiled, giving Stolas an affectionate little pat on the back
"Oh, no, trust me, this is plenty for short notice," Stolas promised, a nearly ecstatic grin on his face as he watched his ex-wife throw the phone across the parkinglot
"How much ya' wanna bet she gets arrested for property damage?" Blitz snickered, watching gleefully from the empty car they had all camped out in
"Oh I can make that happen," Fizz promised excitedly, leaning over to the backseat
"Let me find my bag of tricks!"
"Want some popcorn sugar?" Ozzie offered, holding a bag of popcorn that- Stolas assumed- he had gotten from the zoo out to Stolas
"Oh, thank you!"
Stolas may not typically take joy in the misfortune of others, but this seemed like one occasions where he could really soak in the pleasure of his ex's displeasure
And he wasn't going to be shy about doing so either
~+~
"I hate that it's over," Fizz sighed, sulking against the window as Ozzie stretched tiredly behind him
"Yeah but you're one of the lucky ones, most of us have to wait a full year before we can celebrate again, but you get to do it every several months,"
"I guess that's true," Fizz shrugged, his fingers tapping absently against the windowsill as he watched a living shadow down below take human form, working out the kinks in her new shape before starting off to wherever she was going, an enormous black dog quickly following after her as a large bat flew across the sky, crawling into the nearest tree before shifting into a vampire
As much as Fizz hated having to wait to celebrate again, he had missed home
He may have started out as a Christmas elf, but there wasn't a single shred of doubt- Halloween Town was his home, he couldn't imagine living anywhere else
His nose twitched a little, nails scratching at the sill again as Ozzie moved up behind him and wrapped an arm affectionately around his waist, letting his head rest on Fizz's shoulder
"Next time, I think I want to spend most of the day in Mexico,"
"Mm, that's fine with me, any particular reason why?"
"I dunno.... I'll probably feel different by then, but... I guess part of me is just.... starting to really miss it,"
"I can understand that," Ozzie nodded, hugging his partner a bit tighter
"You grew up there, and it's been.... what? Decades since you left?"
Fizz nodded a little, sighing quietly and staring up at the beautifull moon hanging over head, the peacefull sound of a werewolf howling in the distance putting his heart at ease
"Yeah... something like that..."
It had probably changed since he left- Fizz knew that, ofcourse, he had glimpsed enough of the human world and all it's newness since leaving, but some part of him, until now, had just been holding on so tightly to the Mexico he had left behind when he came here, reluctant to form any memory of it that wasn't exactly the same as those he'd had as a child
....
But it was time for that to change
"'Course, I'll have to make some pit stops throughout the day, make sure some dominoes are falling in the right place, but.... for the most part...."
He paused, chewing the edge of his lip before turning in Ozzie's arms, cupping his face
"...Do you.... think Blitz is gonna be ok with it?"
"I don't know," Ozzie shrugged back, rising to his feet and sweeping Fizz up in his arms, carrying him to bed
"But it's your holiday, mi amor, not his,"
Fizz just nodded, a quiet oof leaving him as Ozzie crashed backwards against the mattress, Fizz moving up to sit on his lover's chest and dragging his fingers through his beautifull, thick dreads
"You're getting pretty good at your pronunciation, mi vida,"
"Well it's been long enough now, I oughtta," Ozzie chuckled back, leaning affectionately into a slow, long kiss
"True..." Fizz mumbled against him
Maybe he was being foolish for lingering on the past when he had such a beautifull present right in front of him, maybe it was time to finally let go of that old hurt so he could move on with his life fully
He just hoped that in doing so, he wouldn't accidentally end up bringing more hurt to the people around him