"I can do this." Fizz told himself, looking in the mirror. Ozzie was away for the weekend for something important. And Fizz had to manage Ozzie's but this time without Ozzie there. He was nervous. The show started in a two hours and Fizz was trembling with nerves. As he stands there, a thousand memories flood his mind.

He remembered his childhood with Blitzø. He trembled as he remembered the accident which nearly took him. He was thankful that he and Blitzø had cleared up their issues and became friends again. But he still felt fear every time he saw fire.

Fizz looked back into the mirror and took a deep breath. It had just been a few days since he had quit working for Mammon. But Fuzz still had nightmares about him. The way he would abuse him. He remembered how Mammon once tied him up and threw daggers at him with a blindfold on. He gulped and looked away. He wiped his tears and walked to the wardrobe. Ozzie had left only a few hours ago and Fizz already felt like his world was crumbling.

He remembered being on the bed in the hospital. Cash, lying to him that Blitzø never came to visit him. He wished he had found out the truth sooner, Maybe he wouldn't have to miss and hate his best friend at the same time for 15 years.  Fizz changed into his work outfit and put on a colourful cap. He sat on a stool and applied makeup to his face. 

He remembered meeting Ozzie for the first time. Ozzie was visiting one of his injured worker at the hospital when he saw Fizz trying to get used to some barely functional prosthetics. "You won't be able to do it." one of the nurses said. "Don't tell me what I can do or not. I can do whatever I want. I will work again." the imp said , annoyed. Ozzie was impressed by the bold imp's will to live.

Ozzie asked around about the imp. "Poor kid, burnt half to death in a circus fire. His co-workers all left him here. A boy used to come to visit here but there was a guy who never let him in and now that boy doesn't come no more. And everyone just left him. He lost his hands and only has stubs for legs. His horns are barely there. But I must say, he is brave. Never once gave up. Still wants to join the circus biz but he will need better prosthetics then that. But truly inspiring. I have seen some of his shows, truly magnificent. Too bad, he won't be able to perform, no more."

Ozzie felt sorry for the little imp. So after visiting his employee he decided to pay Fizz a visit. He approached the room as he heard Fizz shout at the nurses to leave him alone. Ozzie slowly opened the door and saw Fizz staring at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought. He was whimpering a little until he heard the doorknob turn. "I said to leave me-" he stopped, shocked to see the rooster demon in front of him. 

Fizz could feel his cheeks heat up, looking at the gorgeous demon in front of him. "Hello, Fizzarolli!" Ozzie said, slowly walking in. "Hi... Hi." Fizz stuttered, looking at the tall demon. Ozzie smiled and Fizz tried his best to hide the red in his cheeks. "I am Asmodeus, King of Lust." Ozzie said. Fizz's eyes widened. No wonder, he was so huge and had the most charming looks and the most captivating smile. His voice felt like honey to Fizz's ears. "You.... Majesty..... Highness.... uhh... sinfulness..... umm royal big man....." Fizz stuttered, looking at the king of sin. Ozzie let out a little chuckle at the cuteness of the little imp.

"Call me Ozzie. I heard about you being here for some time." Ozzie said. "Yes, been here for about two years now. I won't be surprised if they throw me out." Fizz, said rolling his eyes. "I have seen you with those prosthetics, struggling but determined. I want to help you. I would like to make you prosthetic limbs with the best of my gadgets and resources." Ozzie offered. Fizz felt his face light up. "Really?" he asked and Ozzie nodded.

But Fizz's smile soon fainted. He was from the Greed Ring after all. Why would anyone help him without any gain? "What do you want in return?" he asked, fear written all over his face. Ozzie's smile faltered and he gave the imp, a concerned look. "Hey, hey. Don't worry, little one. I don't want anything in return." Ozzie said. "But that can't be right. I have to do at least something?"

Ozzie sighs. "How about this, after I help you, you perform as an anchor at my club, Ozzie's. I don't have an anchor at this moment and it pays well. Also, I would like for you to stay in my tower, at least till you recover and get your own place. And even if you don't, you can stay in the tower. No rent needed." he said. The imp couldn't believe what he had just heard but he agreed.

For three years, he learnt how to use his new prosthetics perfectly. They had to be changed every few months but they were comfy. He was on pain meds but Ozzie was really supportive. Ozzie would even give him day offs when he was in too much pain. He was paid fairly. He soon grew rather fond of the sin. And Ozzie was rather fond of him too.

Soon, Fizz participated in Mammon's clown paegent and won. He was on cloud nine. Ozzie threw him a congratulations party. And then started making of the Fizz braded toys and sex bots. Fizz was uncomfortable with them but he insisted they do it for Mammon, something which annoyed Ozzie.

Ozzie soon found himself falling for the talented imp. And a few years later, he confessed. Fizz reciprocated those feelings and the two got together.

Fizz wiped the tears off his face. "SHIT!" he shouted as his make up got spoiled. He had to clean his face and reapply the make-up. Fizz had let Ozzie anchor these past few days because he wanted a break. But now that Ozzie was out for work. Fizz knew he had to do this. He was still afraid.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain. His arm had been acting up since the whole Mammon incident but he ignored it. He opened a cabinet and took some pain meds. He then sighed and picked up his phone. "Hey, bitch! Missed me so soon?" Blitzø voice said from the other end. "Bl.... Blit.... Blitzø." he stuttered.

Listening the pain in his friend's voice, he got serious. "Fizz are you alright?" he asked. "No, I..... I..... Ozzie is out for the weekend and...... I am scared. Could you come over and be here while I perform tonight..... I am scared to perform after you know-"

"Hey hey hey. It's okay. I will come over. I could use the company anyways. Loona isn't home so....." he said and Fizz smiled widely. He won't be alone after all. Blitzø arrived as soon as he could.

"You okay?" he asked as the two stood near the balcony. "Yeah. I am just nervous." Fizz replied. "Don't worry. If anyone says some shit, I won't hesitate to blow their brains out." Blitzø said and Fizz laughed. Blitzø was always the one for violence while Fizz was the calmer one. But the two were still great friends. Funny how over the years they were apart, they had still retained many similarities.

"Also, by the way, who's Loona?" Fizz asked, sipping on a drink. "Oh, that's my daughter." Blitzø replied, making Fizz spit out his drink. "YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER NOW?!?!?!" Fizz asked, completely shocked. "Oh yeah. I adopted her a few years back." "Oh." "Yup." Blitzø pulled out his phone and showed a photo of her. "She looks grumpy." "She usually is. But I adore her." "That's greatand all! But I always thought you would like to I don't know maybe have a friendlier hellhound." "Trust me, I was indeed looking for a family friendly one. But then..... I heard them say they were going to kill her..... I had to..... I couldn't let her be in such a hateful place....."

Fizz hugged his friend. "Hey, it's gonna be alright. She's with you now. ANd I am sure you are a better dad than yours." he said, comforting Blitzø. "She does show her affection sometimes, even calls me dad at times." "Good."

The evening was blossoming as the show began. Fizz slid down a pole in a slow manner. "Hello everyone. Good to see you all. It's been a while. Have to say, I missed seeing you all horny fuckers." he began talking, his confidence taking over as he smiled broadly. Blitzø stood on the balcony, clearly proud of his friend.

"Hypocrite." someone in the crowd shouted. Blitzø immediately turned to find the source, his anger bubbling. "Come again?" Fizz asked nervously as his tail wraps tightly around his legs. "Stupid jester" "Liar" "He has Ozzie under a spell" "He's mind controlling the sin of lust" "he is a hypocrite" "dumb clown" "you have been replaced by two fishes" "get the fuck off the stage" The shouts became louder and louder. Blitzø wanted to shoot these people but Fizz was hyperventilating and blood would only make him panic more. 

He hadn't been on stage in a while but he took a deep breath and walked onto the stage. "Go back in." he murmured to Fizz who at once ran in. He picked up the mic and aimed his gun at the crowd. "Ozzie's is closed for tonight. And whichever of you want to insult Fizz, need to go through me. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT!" he shouted into the mic making every scatter.

He went backstage. "Hey, hey, hey. Just breathe. Okay?" he said to his friend. Fizz broke down into tears. "I wanna go home." he said, crying. "Alright, let's go." Blitzø picked him up and took him to Asmodeus' tower. "What's wrong?" he asked his sobbing friend.

"Nothing. It was just too overwhelming." The crowd wouldn't dare say this words when Ozzie was around but the moment he left, everyone seemed to have ganged up on poor Fizz. "And this fucking pain won't go away." Fizz said. "What pain?"

"My arm. It's been acting up. Sometimes it hurts too much. Sometimes it gives me small but painful electric shocks. I just didn't want to bother Ozzie with them, but it's been worsening. My tail also keeps on popping out of place a lot. And the pain meds aren't helping anymore. And my other three limbs have started acting up too. I am scared. I can't take it anymore." Fizz said. "Shh. Go to sleep. I will get your pets. They will make you feel better."

Blitzø stood up and brought in the nine quieves who immediately huddled up next to Fizz. Fizz slowly closed his eyes and drifted off. Blitzø stepped out of the room and turned his phone on. He knew Fizz had said Ozzie was busy but he had no other choice but to call him. He had a feeling that something was seriously wrong with his limbs and he needed help at once. Blitzø took a deep breath and called Ozzie. It was midnight but he had to pick it up. And if he didn't Blitzø would keep on calling till he did.

"Oh, hey Blitzø! I am a lil busy. Can I call you -" Ozzie said but he was cut off. "Look I know that. But I don't care, okay. Fizz is in a lot of pain right now. He hasn't told anyone in weeks. And people even called him out today on stage. Listen Ozzie, I wouldn't call you if I think it was something he could manage. But the way he is describing his pain. Something is seriously wrong."

There was a moment of silence. "Can you please describe what's been happening to him?" Ozzie asked, his voice now filled with worry. "He is saying that since that whole Greed Ring thing, he has been feeling weird pains. His pain meds aren't able to help him. His tail keeps on getting dislocated and he has to pop it back in, repeatedly. He is also complaining about his limbs acting up. First it was just one arm but now it's all four of them.He said they sometimes suddenly start painting and sometimes give him little electric shocks which are quite painful. He didn't wanted to bother you. But I had to call you. He is sleeping right now but I don't know what to do."

"Blitzø I will try to complete this meeting and come as soon as I can. In the meantime could you please remove his limbs. And if something happens, please call me." the sin replied. "Okay."