The scene begins at the 'Richest Cup Café, where the poor pour for you!', where Stella and Stolas are sipping tea, giving each other glares while Stella's brother, Andrealphus, looks on. (Y/N) was sitting next to Stolas and Stella, feeling awkward that she was even there, especially in the get-up that Stella forced her in.

"Stolas." Stella growls.

"Stella." Stolas growled back.

Stella said something that was censored on YouTube and probably would be here as well.

"Witch." Stolas growled once again.

"Aurgh!" Andrealphus rolled his eyes, he kept shifting his eyes from the situation in front of him to (Y/N).

Stella slams hands on table, gets up, "FUCKISH. IMP. SUCKER!" Stella yelled before looking at (Y/N), "No offense, Darling..." Stella pat (Y/N)'s head.

"Why did you insist on meeting me here?" Stolas questioned.

"And...uhh...why am I here?" (Y/N) asked nervously.

A tiny imp server pours tea for Stolas. Stolas looks at his phone that says: 'Reminder: Deal @ Ozzie's set.'

"Ahem! We wanted to properly discuss the terms of this divorce. I feel my darling sister deserves a bit more...compensation. After all, you did CHEAT on the poor thing. Surely, you owe..." Andrealphus was stopped.

"Andrealphus, cheating implies there was a betrayal. This woman never gave two shits about me or our very much arranged marriage." Stolas crossed his arms, "As far as I'm concerned, this divorce is far overdue." Stollas rolled his eyes.

The imp server looks out to see Bombproof is seen racing toward the glass window.

"Up yours!" Stella flips Stolas off.

Andrealphus groans, "Stellaaa, for fuck's sake, stop making this harder to bullshit!" He rolled his eyes.

The window breaks, revealing posing on a table. He discards his poncho and twirls two angelic revolvers in his hands. He fires one and the bullet hits the window near Stolas' head. Stella grins evilly at Stolas as he dodges more bullets. He flies out toward the exit. Striker wraps Stolas and even (Y/N) in glowing white rope before they can escape. Stolas falls to the ground in an alley, captured as he was holding (Y/N). This just brought them closer.

"Oh, dear...this is worrisome." Stolas blushed.

(Y/N) groaned, "How the hell do I always get roped into this shit?...No pun intended!?" She looked down.

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The scene cuts to Blitzo driving the I.M.P. van, with Moxxie and Millie in the back and a fearful Loona next to Blitzo. Blitzo's phone lets out a sexy ringtone. Blitzo smirked.

"Oh, shit." Blitzo turned the call on the speaker, "Lovely! It's really not a good time, Baby..." Blitzo smiled softly.

"Litty, I'm sorry but shut the hell up...I seem to have found myself in a bit of a sitch. Stolas and I are tied to the back of a horse at the moment." (Y/N) stated.

"Pffttt...lucky bitch." Blitzo snickered.

"Wait...Excuse me?!" Moxxie, Millie and Loona exclaimed.

"Um, well, no. Rather unlucky. We seem to have been stolen by a little cowboy friend of yours." Stolas spoke up.

"Ohh, which one?" Blitzo asked.

"How many cowboy friends do you know?" Moxxie asked as his attention turned to Stolas, "What does he look like, your highness?" Moxxie asked.

Stolas glances up at Striker's grinning face as he rides his horse.

"Umm...sexy?" Stolas mutters.

"Sexy? More like stupid?!" (Y/N) exclaimed.

"That's Striker, sir!"

"Oh, for fuck's sake! Can't you just get away? Aren't you powerful?" Blitzo questioned, not yelling at (Y/N) more Stolas.

"I believe he has bound us with a blessed rope, which limits my ability to free myself, I'm afraid. So, I think you should come save us." Stolas smiled, "And I believe that my baby bird's magic is a bit off as well..." Stolas smiled nervously.

"Oh, shit. Stolas, I can't today, alright? I'm sorry. I-I'm literally on my way to take Loona in for her very important Hellbies s-h-o-t..." Blitzo glances nervously at a frightened Loona.

"Oh Shit...that's right...fuck..uhh..I'll send you the pictures of the doctors stuff!" (Y/N) texted with her tail.

"It takes years to book an appointment at this place, it took five to get this one. So, you know... eh, and she's been doing a lot of field work. So, you know, she needs it." Blitzo gulped.

"Oh, ha, ha. Well, I do agree that is very important...But, We..." Striker shut Stolas up.

"Would you shut up already? I can hear you, by the way." Striker yelled.

Striker swipes (Y/N)'s cell phone with his tail.

"Don't worry about your lanky birdy and my bunny...they're in good hands." Striker crushes the phone and laughs.

"Oh, shit. Am we in danger right now?" Stolas asked.

"Well...Yeah!" (Y/N) groaned.

"Gaaagh, damn it!" Blitzo breaks his phone in his hand.

He moves the clutch forward and the can speeds down the highway.

"Sir, let me and Moxxie handle this one." Millie smiled.

"Okay, are you sure you two got this alone?" Blitzo asked, "My lovely and Stolas' lives are on the line.." Blitzo sighed.

"We can do it, sir. Together, we are a lethal combo. And we both have a score to settle with that dickhead." Millie smirked.

Millie places a cowboy hat onto Moxxie's head.

"Alright. Well, hurry. Stolas sounds like he might be in real shit this time and since (Y/N) can't use her magic or gun...We're fucked..." Blitzo sighed.

Blitzo pulls up to the tall St. An's Hospital main building.

"And knowing that guy's aesthetic, my money's that he's in Wrath." Blitzo stated.

Blitzo drops the car keys into Moxxie's hand, as Blitzo pulls Loona out of the van and carries her over his head.

"Now, get your asses down there and look for some cowboy crap or something." Blitzo demanded.

Moxxie drives the van away.

"Come on, Loonie. Come on, this will be over lickety-split, alright?" Blitzo smiled.

Blitzo pushes the door open and drags Loona inside by her tail. Loona scratches at the floor, hesitant to go in.

"Christ on a stick! Of all the days for him to get his stupid feathered-ass kidnapped...and especially the day he wants my lovely...I have waited five fucking years for this appointment! FUCK ME IN MY LITTLE RED HOLE!" Blitzo screamed.

Blitzo glances over to a demon mother glaring at him. Her son is next to her on a leash.

"Hi. The fuck you looking at?" Blitzo flipped them off.

Blitzo walks up to the desk toward a baphomet nurse.

"Heya, toots. I'm here for that S-H-O-T for my Loonie Toonie." Blitzo laughs.

Loona growls from behind. A nearby poster shows a hound with a needle in its back that reads 'Get yours today or else!'

Nurse looked confused, "The what?" They questioned.

"Urgh." Blitzo grabbed the clipboard, "The B-U-L-L shit that my daughter has to get every year that you M-O-T-H-E-R fuckers only allow us to schedule every five years. How the fuck you fuck up that bad, anyway, titty-haver?" Blitzo writes down his name on the clipboard's paper.

"Oh, I can't spell." The nurse stated.

Blitzo pushes the clipboard to her.

"I can't read, either." Blitzo stated, "The fucking Hellbies shot you fucking re-allly can't say that word anymore. The appointment is under Blitzo." Blitzo leaned on the counter, ordering (Y/N) a new phone with Moxxie's credit card.

The nurse flips through a notebook full of appointments.

"Uhhhm... I don't see any Blitz on the list." The nurse stated.

"With an 'o', it's silent, you fucking..." Blitzo groaned.

The nurse flips the notebook over.

"OH! An 'o' right here. Yep, yep! Blitzoooo, Blitzooo." The nurse overdramatically stated.

Blitzo's eye twitches and he seethes in anger.

"Yes, well. We will be ready for her in just a bit. Please take a seat, Mr. O." The nurse shrugged.

Blitzo reveals his pistol hidden in his shirt and the demon mother glares at him in suspicion. Blitzo chuckles nervously.

"Perf." Blitzo walks over and takes a seat with his arms folded.

Blitzo glances at Loona who is whimpering in fear under three chairs.

"Oh, don't worry, Loonie. It's okay, it's just one little prick, you won't feel it." Blitzo smiled.

"Ew, don't say that, it sounds vulgar." The Mother stated.

[I think this Mother was voiced by VivziePop herself.]

"Excuse me?" Blitzo questioned.

"Pervert!" The Mother exclaimed.

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https://youtu.be/3LFpyN2ma0E

The next scene cuts to Striker galloping on his horse with Stolas and (Y/N) tied up behind him, as the cowboy's theme song begins.

"Oh what the fuck?" (Y/N) questions annoyed, "Arugh!" She sighed.

Mariachi Quartet: He's galloping over the dusty plains

Even the cacti know his name

If you don't want to die, don't cross his path

The best assassin in the Ring of Wrath

He's Striker! He's Striker!

Sure-shootin', darn-tootin', his name is Striker

Gonna bring that bird back to his lair

With his magic rope and Western flair

He's very good at causing pain

And he loves to ride on the choo-choo...

Striker glares at the mariachi quartet imps before they can say 'train'. (Y/N) stifles a laugh.

Mariachi Quartet: Dirty-dealin', prince-stealin'

He's a villain, Striker!

He's fast and strong and tall and mean

The foulest imp you've ever seen

He'll break your bones to hear 'em crunch

He likes to eat pâté for lunch

He's Striker, hmm, ye-ye-yeah

He's Striker

The last imp extends the notes, much to Striker's annoyance.

Mariachi Quartet: He's Striker, he...

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'M TRYIN' TO DO MY FUCKING JOB! YOU COMIN' IN HERE SINGING ABOUT ME FOR THE MILLIONTH FUCKING TIME! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE, YOU FREAKS!" Striker yelled loudly.

The terrified mariachi imps quietly ride away in the cart.

"How does one get their own theme song?" Stolas asked (Y/N).

"They probabaly pay for it..." (Y/N) shrugs.

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Back to Blitzo in the waiting room.

"Soooo, nice weather we're having, huh?" Blitzo smiled nervously.

Boy points to Blitzo, "Look, mommy! They let fire toads in here!" The boy smiled.

"The fuck did you just call me?" Blitzo questioned.

Mother looks to her son, "It's not polite to call them that to their face, honey. Wait until we're in the car." She looked away.

"You have a problem with me..." Blitzo then goes on to say a word that is censored on YouTube.

The Mother gasps, "There is a child present, you filthy Wrathian!" The Mother growled.

"Oh, I am not from Wrath, bitch. Also, my kid's here, too, and I don't think she would appreciate you calling her father...'things'..." Blitzo crossed his arms.

The Mother turns to the nurse, "Is there any way we can reschedule for a time when less of the unemployed rabble are out?" She forced a smile.

"Oh, please. I bet the hardest work you've ever done is convincing your husband that little shit's his." Blitzo smirked.

Blitzo points to the boy whose eyes start to water.

"Oh, yeah? And what do you do that's so important?" The Mother growled again.

"Me? Oh, I kill people. How does a two for one special sound, whore?" Blitzo pulls out his flintlock pistol and points it at her.

"Mr. O, the doc will see your hound now." The Nurse states.

Blitzo strangles the mother and the boy with his arm and then shoves them to the floor. He brushes off his suit and carries Loona into the room, blowing a raspberry behind him.

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The next scene shows Moxxie and Millie pulling up to a gas station in the desert.

"Crumbs! I'll grab the gas. Millie, go and see if anyone's seen Striker anywhere." Moxxie smiled.

Millie and Moxxie get out of the van as a biker gang pulls up. The bikers notice Moxxie.

"Hey, queer boy! You stealin' my hat?" A biker yelled.

"What?" Moxxie questioned.

"Same hat." The biker pointed to his own hat.

"Oh, sorry. My wife just put this hat on my head. You know, because it was...hot...outside..." Moxxie gulped.

The biker gets into Moxxie's face.

Biker growls angrily, "Saaame. Haaat." The Biker muttered.

Moxxie sighs, "So, we're doing this, huh?" Moxxie looked at them.

Millie spots the mariachi band, "Howdy, boys! Y'all seen this motherfucker riding around here?" Millie shows the band a drawing of Striker firing a gun.

Moxxie is seen fighting the bikers in the background.

Quartet: He's galloping...

"No, NO! No singing! Just a yes or no, please." Millie forced a smile.

"Yeah, he lives out by the Badman Lands, in the old train tunnel by the mine shafts. Very outlaw aesthetic, ya can't miss it." The second quartet member gulped.

Moxxie rides on the biker leader's back and slams the biker's head on the door. He slams the biker's head through one of the van windows. He swipes his credit card before avoiding the biker's attacks. He takes the gas nozzle and wraps the hose around the biker's throat, then pulls the biker down, puts the nozzle in the tank and leans against the van with his phone.

"Thank you, kindly. Come on, Mox! We got a lead!" Millie smiled brightly.

Moxxie and Millie get back into the van. Moxxie speeds forward, taking off the biker's head and exploding the gas station. The roof falls to the side.

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The scene cuts back to Striker's hideout where he's tied up Stolas upside down on some railroad tracks. Stolas opens his eyes and spots Striker nearby using a whetstone to sharpen a Blessed Knife. (Y/N) was still tied to the horse.

"So, my wife paid you for this, hmm? Wouldn't a holy bullet have sufficed? Or can you not afford those?" Stolas questioned, "And why bring my baby bird?" Stolas asked, more annoyed.

"I was paid to give you the real royal treatment... your wife must REALLY hate you." Striker chuckles, "And my bunny is my business..." Striker growled.

"You have no idea." Stolas looks around, "So. Train tracks? Really? Seems a bit clichéd, doesn't it?" Stolas questioned.

"It's a classic." Striker smirked.

"Is the giant statue of yourself also a 'classic' or...?" (Y/N) looked very confused.

The camera shifts up to a statue in front of Striker that has him grinning with a giant erection.

Striker was pissed off and threw the whetstone, "Are you seriously judging me right now?" Striker questioned.

"I'm just impressed you seem to want to suck your own dick this badly." (Y/N) snickered.

"Look. Not every ring is some fancy-ass city, with some fancy-ass mansion, that only fancy-ass royals get to live in." Striker advances towards (Y/N), "Some of us have hard lives to live. And some of us have everything we care about taken away by fuckers like you." Striker forces (Y/N) into a sloppy, sexy, kiss.

Once Striker backs up and walks to Stolas.

"I have no...AAAGH!" Striker stabs Stolas in the shoulder with the knife and then cuts him down.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" (Y/N) yelled.

"YOU. Don't get to talk over me!" Striker slaps Stolas with his tail, "I don't have to listen to your bullshit!" He jams his foot into Stolas's shoulder wound, "All you royals ever do is try to talk over us!" Striker smirked.

Stolas tries to petrify Striker, but the rope prevents his powers from working. (Y/N) tries to do the same but fails, sadly.

"Don't bother trying to use your little eye trick on me; those ropes ain't gonna let you do anything. Got somethin' to say about that? Your Highness?" Striker steps on Stolas's open wound once again.

(Y/N) slowly unties the rope as it slowly drops to the floor.

"Well, you seem to be forgetting; you are working for a royal right now!" Stolas kicks Striker in the face.

Striker grabs Stolas's ankle and Striker lifts up his foot and stomp on Stolas's leg and breaks it.

Stolas grunts but doesn't show any pain, "My baby bird and Blitzo handles me rougher than that in bed; nice try." Stolas smirked.

Put off by this, Striker stabs Stolas in the leg.

"Blitzy's knife is bigger... and hits sooooo much deeper." Stolas smirked.

Striker getting fed up, "Being a smartass hmm? 'Cause, once I split your neck open and let you choke on your own blue blood, you won't be worth any more than the tombstone you'll be buried under." Striker smirked.

"My Baby Bird says far more dirtier things to me with much sharper objects at my throat." Stolas smirked.

Before Stiker could injure Stolas again, some magic was used, stopping Striker. Striker groaned and aimed his gun behind him and fired two shots. His eyes widened as his jaw dropped, Stolas' eyes widened as well. (Y/N) stood there as she stumbled and tears fell as one gun shot hit her stomach as one hit her shoulder as she fainted.

Angered with Stolas' refusal to give in, Striker throws him to the ground and storms away to sulk. Stolas rolls over and sheds a few tears while hoping Blitzo saves them. Striker went to try and help (Y/N).

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Back at St. An's Hospital, Blitzo and Loona are inside the doctor's office.

"Welcome, Bingo. And this must be Tuna." The doctor smiled.

"Loona, yeah. And you can hurry up, please; she isn't a fan of shots. So, let's make this quick for all our sakes." Blitzo forced a smile.

"Oho! Come, now; it can't be that bad. I see hellhounds every day; there hasn't been one that has caused any issues." The doctor smirked.

The doctor pulls out a comically oversized syringe; Loona immediately growls and lunges at him. Blitzo quickly grabs the doctor and gets him out of the way. Loona howls soon after.

"Yep, right there. Told you, dipshit." Blitzo yelled.

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The scene shifts to Andrealphus's mansion in the Pride Ring. Andrealphus and Stella are having tea and Andrealphus creates several ice cubes, stirring them into his drink.

"So, earlier. That assassin." Andrealphus smiled playfully, "Was that yooouuu?" He smiled.

Stella spoke in a singsong voice and smiling, "Guuiilty. Yes, it was." Stella smiled brightly.

"You silly minx, you..." Andrealphus giggles, "Though, you know, if your husband dies it won't turn out well for you." He smirked.

"He'll be dead; why wouldn't it?" Stella questioned.

Andrealphus looked somewhat concerned, "Because, my dear sister, you've already produced an heir; when he dies, his duties, his possessions, his legions, it'll all pass to.... Via...or whatever child he has...and knows of..." He stated.

Stella absentmindedly continues to drink without acknowledging him.

Andrealphus was annoyed, "If you kill him, you would...." Andrealphus waited.

"Laugh? Ha..." Stella was about to laugh.

Andrealphus facepalms in anger, "No, you stupid cow! You'd get nothing!... You're so lucky that you're attractive." He crossed his arms.

"Well, what do you propose we do? He won't leave me anything willingly; he hates me almost as much as I hate him." Stella rolled her eyes.

"Hmm. Well, this kind of situation is extremely unique; a Goetia has never behaved like this before." He stands up from his chair and walks behind Stella, "But, with him alive, we have options. Opportunities. An eternity's a long time, my dear; I say we bide our time, and wait for our chance to... GAIN the upper hand." Andrealphus smiled evilly.

Stella begins to pout and whine, "Oohhhhhh, but I want him dead so badly!" She whines.

"And he will be, in time, my fiery vixen. But, patience first; now..." He hands her his customized phone, "...call off your mangy stray." Andrealphus ordered.

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Back at Striker's hideout, he throws Stolas down while circling him. Stolas is panting and whimpering in pain. (Y/N) was tied to a chair, still untreated.

"Well, this has been fun, but every good thing has to come to an end. Shame you won't see your kid again or my bunny..." Striker smirked.

Stolas yelled angrily, "Don't you dare breathe a word about my daughter...OR MY BABY BIRD?!" He growled.

"Ohh. Finally hit a nerve, huh?" Stiker smirked.

"I swear, if you go near them, I will destroy you." Stolas growled more.

Striker stabs Stolas in the shoulder again, "Big talk. But, just that. Any last words, Goetia?" He smirked.

Stolas tried to weakly say, "Blitzo will..." Stolas was stopped.

"That rodeo clown told you he ain't coming; Nobody is coming." Striker smiled evilly.

As Striker raises the knife up to stab Stolas through the heart, he hears his phone ringing.

"Hello?" Striker grumbled.

< Change of plans, darling. I need the prick alive. > Stella spoke, annoyed.

Striker looks annoyed and shifts his gaze between the wounds on Stolas and his knife. Striker sits on Stolas while having a phone call with Stella.

"I'm kinda in the middle of killing him." Striker stated.

Stolas tries to speak but Striker uses his tail to cover Stolas's mouth.

< Well, stop it. We need him alive to get some affairs in order. I'll pay you more to spare him and bring him to us. > Stella groaned.

Striker groans in annoyance, "Yes, ma'am." He grumbled.

< Glorious. > Stella seemed 'joyous'.

Striker growls and smashes his phone against a rock.

"Well, good news for you, Feathers. your royal (censored on YouTube) said she don't want you dead no more. But, she didn't say what condition you had to be in." He grabs Stolas and hovers his knife near the prince's eyes, "I think these reds might be a pretty trophy; can't have you seeing me again, can we?" Striker smirked.

A car horn is heard in the distance; Striker gets up and growls while looking for the source. Parts of the cavern ceiling begin to give away and the I.M.P van breaks through, tumbling down an embankment and as the van comes to a rest, the door opens with Moxxie aiming a rifle at Striker.

The latter dodges several bullets and throws his knife into the rifle, causing another bullet to ricochet around the cavern and strike a nearby boom box that begins playing. As Striker pulls out two revolvers, Millie attacks him with a longsword from behind; Striker takes the sword and Millie charges with a katana while Moxxie attacks as well with two revolvers of his own. All three fight to a standstill and the long sword breaks, with the tip landing in the boombox. Striker is surprised by the song it switches to, but quickly disregards it as Moxxie and Millie double team him with a battle axe.

The scene switches several times between Striker fighting Moxxie and Millie with Blitzo and the Doc trying to give Loona her shot. The doctor ends up getting slammed into a bin of used needles, screaming in pain while Striker kicks Moxxie down and pins Millie to a rock with her axe. He notices Moxxie still moving and lassos a nearby stalagmite and slams it into Moxxie's back. As Striker goes in for the kill, Loona is pinned to the ground by Blitzo who motions to Dr. Somna to give her the shot. The doctor hurriedly sticks the shot in Loona's rear, causing her to howl in pain and rage, and bucks Blitzo off her, creating a small crater on the clinic floor.

Striker sees Moxxie reaching for his pistol, "Oh, I remember how easy you are to choke the life out of, little one." Striker smirked.

Moxxie weakly spoke, "Ohhhh, harder." Moxxie smirked.

Striker immediately gets up, disgusted. Moxxie then kicks Striker's legs out from under him and lassos Striker by the neck, spinning him around and throws him to the ground.

"You cowboy piece of shit!" Moxxie yelled.

As Striker aims a revolver at Moxxie, Millie frees herself and strikes the base of his statue. Striker looks up to see it falling towards him; he tries to move out of the way, but the statue lands on top of him. As Moxxie approaches it, the smoke clears to see that Striker is gone.

Moxxie was upset that Striker got away, "Fuck." Moxxie grumbled.

He looks towards Millie and sees her with an unconscious Stolas. They're attention slowly turned behind them to see (Y/N) and the state she was in as their eyes widened.

"Oh, crumbs! We've got to get them to a hospital!" Moxxie yelled loudly.

As a group of reporters stand outside St. An's, Blitzo and Loona emerge with the former being beaten up and scratched and the latter with a cone around her neck and holding a lollipop. Moxxie and Millie pull up to the front.

"Oh, good. You guys actually managed to..." Blitzo grumbled.

A horde of medical personnel and reporters trample Blitzo as they rush to the van. Two Plague Doctors opened the van door and it switches to Millie looking worried as the two plague doctors put Stolas on the stretcher. Blitzo gets trample again when they wheeled Stolas inside. Blitzo sees a passing look at Stolas' tail feathers as they pass by. His eyes widened more as he saw (Y/N)'s ring drop on the floor as his heart dropped as he quickly picked up the ring.

"Sir, are you alright?" Moxxie asked.

Blitzo was confused, "Oh, peachy. Yeah, no. Today has been wonderful..." He points to the hospital doors, "what the fuck was THAT about?" Blitzo questioned.

"Stolas got hurt, bad...and (Y/N) was shot...twice..." Millie hugged Moxxie's arm, scared.

Blitzo looked shocked and worried, "Stolas got what? How?... He can get hurt? And...(Y/N)...She..." Blitzo stumbled back.

A defeated Loona saunters towards the van and falls face down in the back seat.

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As Stolas is in a hospital room recovering from his injuries. A heart monitor was beeping and he is surrounded by many plants; have an IV bag next to him showing blood being transferred into him. Stolas has bandages wrapped around his chest and right arm in a big cast and sling. His left leg is in a cast and propped up in a sling and right thigh is bandaged up.

Stolas hears his phone buzzing and sees a notification from Blitzo, the former starts scrolling through their prior conversations.

[Stolas & Blitzo]

I'M SORRY IF ANYTHING I SAID OR DID MAY HAVE OFFENDED YOU TONIGHT.

ITZ WUTEVS

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NEXT TIME YOU COME OVER, MAYBE WE CAN TALK ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED AT OZZIE'S?

Y?

I'M SORRY! NEVERMIND, IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL. I WAS JUST WORRIED ABOUT YOU. YOU SEEMED VERY UPSET AND YOU TOOK OFF SO FAST. BUT MAYBE I READ TOO MUCH INTO THAT, I'M GLAD IF THAT'S NOT THE CASE. I WASN'T UPSET EITHER, I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE YOU WEREN'T AND OBVIOUSLY YOU CAN HANDLE ANY STUPID JOKE A CLOWN CAN MAKE. ASMODEUS CAN BE VERY INVASIVE IN HIS HUMOR, BUT I THOUGHT IT WAS PRETTY FUNNY MYSELF. WHAT HE SAID ABOUT ME AT LEAST, I ENJOY BEING THE SUBJECT OF JEST. MAYBE YOU CAN SAY MEAN THINGS TO ME TOO NEXT TIME YOU COME OVER. IF YOU WANT?

SHUR

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THANKS FOR HELPING ME WITH VIA TODAY, YOU WERE GREAT IN THAT HUMAN SHOW. ALSO IS (Y/N) OKAY?

NP AND YEAH

ARE YOU COMING OVER TONIGHT WITH THE BOOK?

LYKE OLWAYS

IF YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE COMING, THAT'S OK! I'M SURE I CAN DO WITHOUT IT FOR ONE MONTH. :)

K

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DO YOU PLAN TO VISIT TOMORROW? I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN BUSY, AND WORKING HARD. MAYBE IF YOU'D PREFER, WE CAN SKIP THE BEDROOM AND JUST RELAX, MAYBE? I'M SURE YOU NEED A BREAK.

WUTEVR YOU WANT, ITS UR NIGHT

IF YOU'RE NOT UP FOR IT, OR TOO TIRED, THAT'S PERFECTLY FINE. NO PRESSURE, I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING WITH THE GRIMOIRE TILL NEXT MONTH.

MAE BEE

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MAYBE INSTEAD OF OUR USUAL ARRANGEMENT ON THE FULL MOON WE COULD PROPERLY CATCH UP THIS WEEK? MAYBE MONDAY?

I MITE B BSUY

I WOULDN'T WANT TO BOTHER YOU! YOU CAN ALWAYS DROP OFF THE BOOK ON THE FULL MOON AND I CAN LEAVE IT FOR YOU IF YOU ARE TOO TIRED TO DO ANYTHING...BUT, I WOULD LIKE TO SEE YOU.

K

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GIT BEVVER SWOON :(

He weakly smiles when Blitzo sends a get well soon message.

THANK YOU, BLITZ, THAT MEANS A LOT. I MIGHT BE HERE FOR A WHILE, IF YOU EVER WANT TO VISIT.💜

After responding that Blitzo's free to visit while he's recovering, Stolas sees Blitzo typing a message but does not send it. His smile fades as he dejectedly puts his phone down and rolls over as several flower petals slowly fall on his nightstand as the prince falls asleep.

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Millie and Moxxie decided to force Blitzo to visit (Y/N) in person. Once they arrived and entered her room. They saw (Y/N) standing up and having her clothes on.

"Sweetheart...What the hell are you doing?" Millie asked.

"...Leaving the hospital...I wanna go home..." (Y/N) stumbled to Blitzo and climbed on his back.

They didn't say another word and left for the day.

Blitzo thought, 'Why...did she get shot for Stolas?' Blitzo questioned.