Chapter 13

Another!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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Highschool.

The time that can great with memories. Great, bad, horrid, stressful, bloody, and cringe.

Which is where Moxxie is at now.

At least the first day will be memorable.

The moment he drops off at high school. Already looking for every exit, vent, and cracks in the floorboards. Not to hide mind you. But where to leave a few 'gifts' besides the lockers.

He wasn't going to do this mind you. But no just had to be targeted at this small high school. Even saw what might have been his old classmates. Rumors started to spread. Along with heard something about a bet that for four years.

Yeah, so during second period use that time of theirs very wisely, secretly along with lots, lots of portals. Needless to say, everyone got out of high school very early. Not that anyone can complain. Besides well, what happens along with how it affected others.

"How was your first half a day in high school Mox?" Maria looked at Moxxie as he got in the truck

"I put rats in everyone lockers, including mine, when I got to second period."

"Huh well that message made sense now." Maria was very confused on the phone about the school having a rat issue and a random scream. Told parents to either get their kids or was told there were being let out. "Wait? Why yours too?"

"So, no one will know I did it and got prank too."

"Aww such a good, mischief Imp."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Let me guess. You used portals."

"Maybbbbeeeee."

Maria laughed as she drove them back home.

There wasn't no homework so Moxxie had a free day. Maria told him not to worry but just relax. He just relaxes a bit eating some chocolate as he tears apart two of Madres guns, along with his at the kitchen table. Inspect each piece as he cleans it up. Once everything was clean and nothing wrong, he began to put it back together. Felt satisfied. The pair went shooting this week so wasn't enough time to properly clean them.

He was soon done and laid the gun down. He hums and debates what to do for a while. He decided to go to space. Gets up and opens his door. "Hey Madre I'm going to space."

"Alright. Come back in two hours and you're not skipping dinner!"

"Oh, come on! I don't need it!"

"Two hours!"

"Alright!"

"Don't forget that mask."

"I won't. I got it!"

Took Maria advice about face protection. It'll at least lessen her worry as there have been a few occasions when a star did seem dangerous. Made him wish he wore a mask as a destroyer at times. Maybe, just maybe I could have found ways to be alone. Or at least they wouldn't recognize it if they got away. Even if their appearance at that time was unnatural.

So, with the mask I even started to have an outfit for just space travel. He actually had a bit of fun making it with Maria.

He wore a robe hooded cloak coat that was dark indigo. Holding the cloak around the neck area looks like a silver double crescent moon clasp. On the cloak were splashes of small designs that look like stars and a moon if you look carefully in certain angles. One of the stars designs he did make it look like a constellation of horse for Whistler. Then the letter M but Wingding language. Then a few other surprises here and there that will add up later on. A sweater with some black pants. Wraps around the hooves to cover if necessary. He keeps his scarf tucked underneath the cloak as it'll mostly stay closed. Now he still put his tail wrapping around it so he left it like that. Just use a bit of magic string around the wrapping like the cloak. Like in certain dark areas it glows in the dark and can see star designs. It was the same as his cloak in dark areas and can really see the glow in the designs. But at the top of hood almost looks like ears when it lifts up when he brings it over his head.

Maria finds it adorable as it reminds her of animal ears.

The mask was a full-face covering. A light greyish-white tone. Then just a splash of little star sparkles. It looks like freckles almost. Curved slit eyes that had blue design to follow the slits. Moxxie can easily see through them when he uses his magic. So, no wearing glasses. Plus, the mask was comfy to wear. The mask and hood help cover his hair.

He puts his stuff on fast like it was nothing, cheat magic, and grabs his bag he brings along. Checks to notice there their notebook. Along with some snacks. Has a feeling who put those in there. Grab the time to put a two-hour mark.

A flick of their wrist. The portal opens up. He jumps through and turns back around to close it. But left a magic mark of a music note. It was only for him to see and locate when it was time to go back. Their own little checkmark. Even if he was very far away, he could find it or just portal there like it was nothing. But you get the drift. Plus, after a bit of tweaking around with Maria bracelet. She can see it from the other side as long as she wears it.

Moxxie spinning around in space. He feels childish doing this but doesn't care! He is free and enjoying himself! He chuckles to himself as he lays on his back and just floats around. Many ideas float through his head of ideas with the outfits, music, chocolate and even new insults to get back at Striker. Bet he'll laugh his ass off when he tells him about the first day of school.

BUMP!

Moxxie lift himself up quickly and turned around. His eyes widened behind the mask as he stared at the being that was sitting on the moon.

An avian wearing some royal clothes of sorts. He thinks of an owl from those books. Blue, dark blue and grey feathers and fur. He held a cup of some red liquid. Red eyes with no pupil widen in shock. Their owlish beaks wide open and wine came out of his mouth.

Okay, not alone after all.

"Who are you? How you get here! Why are you in my space?!"

"You don't own space. I float here. Not telling you stranger."

"STRANGER! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?

"I don't care."

"Huh. Fair enough." Stolas stands up, wow birdie tall, and proud. "Well little strange one. I'm Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetic family! The 36th seat for-Wait? Where you-Hey!"

Moxxie already floating away. Like in a way they're not running away. But just going off to do their own thing.

"Hey! Don't you just fly off like that!"

"Say who?"

Stolas almost fell flat at the lack of reactions. "Me! Stolas! Hello! Did you not hear who I am? My family resides in hell. We are one of the ruling class!"

"I didn't ask about your background Frogmouth."

"FROGMOUTH! I AM NO NASTY FROG!"

"A frogmouth is a bird from Earth."

"Well, I'm not one! I'm an owl! I'm actually insulted you compare me to something that could disgusting from Earth."

"You just called yourself disgusting."

"Excuse you. But I look marvelous." He posed and then began to feel embarrassed about how he began to act. He rarely like this besides his daughter. Stella used to not mind about the past. Yet, he seems to be getting annoyed when he doesn't like the serious side of his job. Then lift his head up to the gap.

They're flying off again!

"Excuse me!"

"What now?" Grunts just flying away.

"How about talking to me? This shouldn't be possible? How are you in space? Are you a noble? I wasn't told someone else would be able to come to space? Then again, my father was one who tends to have forgotten crucial details when I start."

"Still a stranger." Stop to see they are now in front of them.

"Pardon me You're the one in the mask. So, you are the stranger now." Their fingers close to pointing their mask.

"Well, my name not your business." Besides, will make sure not to see them again.

"Look if you don't give me a name. I will have to turn you in or get rid of you if your to become a problem to my duties."

"Do you have a family?"

"What?"

"Do you have a family?"

Stare with their eyes narrowed. "Let's say I do?"

"Then STOP making threats you won't be able to keep." Let loose a tiny amount of magical pressure.

Now Stolas isn't weak. He was the Prince of Ars Goetia. He commands twenty-six legions of demons that are ready to serve and fight for him. He studied hard to learn from the Grimoire. One of the best in the Goetias when it involves magic, take charge of his duties. Able to take on challenges to survive Hell. Either it being his duties along with fatherhood. The latter he cherished so much. He encounters many demons he wouldn't go against. Those in higher ranks. Blood. Non blood. Just powerful demons.

But this being just what they felt. It made him freeze. The warning to not fight. Even his own instincts telling him to run.

He will DIE.

"What you reading?" Left in a snap.

Eh?

Moxxie points at the book on the ground.

Stolas gap at how fast they change the subject. How that threatening aura just left like it was nothing. Should run. Should attack. But instead, doesn't but just listen to what they just asked what they were reading. Perk up instantly when we're asking about his book. It helps his nerves a bit. "It's about gardening, one of my favorite hobbies I like to do! Well part of my job too. But I always enjoyed it! Like for example! Did you know-

Moxxie just stares and listens to the tall one talking away about gardening. May have over did it with the magic. Didn't think it was that bad. Just a warning until the fear in their look. Then he was distracted to not see that look when he saw the book. That lead to talking about this owl with their enjoyment talking about gardening. How he has a big garden at home with his adorable Venus flytraps and how he feeds them. How he doesn't let anyone, not even the servants, touch his plants. His job and no one else at home unless he had to leave for big meetings. But learn to leave information on instruction this time for the servants since one almost got eaten by a flytrap.

Stolas then stops when he realizes how he was behaving less as a prince. In front of someone he barely knows. One who him threatened him as well. Flush of embarrassment and scratch his feather. "I do apologize about me babbling- "

"You really like it. Nothing wrong about being excited about it." Moxxie was actually listening while almost keeping a close eye on the time. Got some time left. "So, is there a physical difference between your flytraps? Like is there a reason there only one in the kitchen and the others are outside in your garden patch?"

"Oh, my yes along with diets!" Stolas smile big that they were actually listening.

Moxxie listen to Stolas talk about his plants. Now and then he asked a random question which he didn't mind answering at all.

Then Moxxie realize he going to be late! No, he wants his chocolate!

"I have to go."

"Oh." Stolas look like a sad kick puppy, well bird. He was actually having a good time. He did smile a bit. "Thank you I actually had a good time talking with you."

"You had a good talk with me?"

"Why of course!" He grinned a bit. "I do have a lot of comrades to talk with. But many barely listen to me talk about gardening, unless it helps dying- "

"What?"

"-But this was quite enjoyable!" Stolas clapped excitedly "May I know your name now?"

"No."

Stolas frown a bit. "Is there something I can call you?"

"Why?"

"So, if we bump into each again, I can call you something."

"I can't see that happening."

"Well, enlighten me at least?" They gave their version like owl puppy eye look.

"Stop that." Rub their masks where the eyes would be. "Fine call me Puppet."

"Puppet? That's adorable."

"Stop it Frogmouth."

"It's Stolas!"

'Puppet' already gone in a flash.

Stolas was stunned. They just left like that. He looked around a bit which was a bit ridiculous. Until he finally stopped. He had to go home. Did finished his duties early which was why he us little bit of his time to read. Pull out his Grimorie to open a portal home. Step into his office as he lays his two books down. Took a few breaths as he got ready to step out.

The door opens up.

"Daddy!"

Stolas smiles seeing his little starlight. The miniature owl girl ran over to him. He comes over to pick her up. Nuzzle her head. Look down at her pink eyes with the brightest white pupils. Innocence, love all going out towards him. "Hello my little owlet. Did you have fun?"

"I did! I did!" Nuzzle against him.

"Wonderful."

"Daddy, can I come with you to space?"

He brushed her gray feathers. "Maybe next time when its nothing work related."

"Yay! Did you see new stars?"

"New Stars." Mind went to the cloak with hints of pale star patterns. A mask with splashes of stars. "Yes. I indeed did."

"I wish I saw it." Octavia let out a sad hoot.

"Don't worry about my little one. I'll keep an eye out on this one."

For now, I won't tell anyone about this particular being. Seems like they really just wanted to be alone.

Or.

Maybe he met an angelic being he wasn't supposed to cross. That's why they were decent enough to give them that warning not to fight. Why they asked if he had a family. Still, would been odd to ask a demon such a question.

They listen to him talk about gardening. It was nice to talk.

But he is not this Frogmouth!

Back elsewhere.

"Hey Mox? Had fun?" Maria asked them as they sat down to come and eat.

"Sure. Fun. Annoying Frogmouth." Has their notebook out to start writing.

"Eh?"

"Someone name Stolas. Interesting facts about gardening."

"Huh Interesting...WHAT?!"

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Done!

Points to the rats!

We met the Stolas, again, along with Octavia! Adorableness!

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!