Chapter 18

Here you go everyone! Let's see what everyone is doing so far.

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

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

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"You're annoyed?" 

"No."

"You are."

"I'm not."

"Mox your bitch face is twitching."

"Because you kept repeating the same question for the past five minutes. Along with yesterday too." Look through the scope.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

"Not my fault you were late dropping of my package."

"You still got it." Moxxie glance out at the paper target. "Why did you follow me?"

"Can't I see my buddy? At the place it all started."

Yes, the familiar gun range in Pride ring itself. That started the whole first meet up. The awkwardness. The pamphlet.

"If you're staying than shoot."

BANG!

BANG!

"Better if they were moving." Blitz huffed but still watches closely. Then was shoved a gun.

"Shoot."

Roll his eyes. "I get it you want to see my ass and backside."

A twitch and point at the target. "Not everything sexual you know."

"Stolas would have drool and jump the chance."

"I'm not him."

"No duh."

BANG!

"Stupid sight." A muttered and turned the nod. "Mine better."

"Then whip it out."

"So, forward what would your killer cowboy say?"

"Shut the fuck up and shoot."

"Sounds about right for one of his one liner. Besides the lack of a wet dream tearing me apart. Or Stolas."

"I get it. You all hate each other."

"Just saying."

Moxxie was getting tired of this same talk. Whether it be with Blitz. Stolas. Even at times Striker. Really at times wonder what the point was for Striker to be guard if all this will happen. Granted not like it wouldn't be brought up a few times. Not like they can blame the other either for mistrust. But this was also their fault too. To save Striker. Which they don't regret. Even if the wait was taunting. Emotions all around for everyone. Then the silence between them and Stolas.

Can't do anything now. Besides making sure an incident doesn't happen again. Or at least hope they wouldn't dare try to lie to them.

"Shoot."

"Aye, aye sour pie."

BANG!

Headshot.

"That's how you do it you sluts!" Blitz cheered very loud and would pat himself on the back.

Silence as it was just them in the room. Few other demons left not too long ago.

"Moxxie clap."

"Why?"

"Just clap before my ego loose air."

Moxxie did the weakest clap while staring at the taller imp.

"Ass."

"Rattles doesn't complain about it."

Blitz opens his mouth as his eyes start to go big. Then a big grin slides through as he watches Moxxie go over to shoot again. "So, he likes your ass."

Turn their head with a heated look and back at the target.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

"I was talking about my attitude not my lack of physical one" Can already picture Striker rolling their eyes at that.

Hands up in surrenders. "Hey your being defensive not me."

"You're the one making it sound like it was about my ass."

"You're the one mentioning Rattles." Said the last part in a sickening lovey dovey voice. Then gag a bit. "Gah, I think I'm going to throw up saying it like that."

A little sight as they just shook their head. About ready to just pack and just go back. "Don't you have something you're doing tonight?"

"No, I-Wait. Shit I do!" He groans and pulls his phone out. "Okay he didn't call to bitch at me yet. So, good."

"Who?"

"Fizz! Who else?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

Ignore the question as they text away. "Jeez he such a drama queen. Okay I gotta go."

"Hangout?"

"Yep. Chill, bitch, gossip and eat a lot of junk." Put his phone up. "Well loner going to stay here."

BANG!

"Fine have fun stroking your gun." He glances back a little to see Moxxie just stand there with the gun. Even just the angel they can see them. He can almost picture seeing those marks if the make-up off. Yet, it wouldn't change anything. Still, they look very professional. Calm.

BANG!

Deadly.

He shook his head fast as he carried on till, he reached outside and went to his van.

Blitz still didn't like they just left. Can't do anything about it besides annoying their ass to maybe come back. A losing streak on that but hey got to keep trying. Come on their stubborn but not that stubborn.

Pull their phone back out as he looks through a few things. Then stare at the calendar. One of the days being marked to remind them even after the deal was off the table. Should really clear of that notification.

The full moon junk means nothing anymore. That deal was long gone. I mean now maybe just a running gag joke of sorts. You know looking back on the kinky crazy shit they done with the thirsty owl. Yet. At that time while they admit the sex was great with some freaky kinks. There were moments sinking back in their head. A reminder.

You're still an imp.

He is still a royal.

Has this relationship even gone forward yet? Another step? Or just like the others?

Shook their head as they growl. Why are they thinking this shit now? Their relationship is fine. Sure, some up and downs of lately. But they're working on it. When their time of course. A lack of hot intercourse but hey got ways to work on that. Plus, they got their phones. Both of them have been busy. He got a business to run. Stolas got that royal prince job.

Unless Stolas gets it on with Puppet.

Nope! Enough of that! Jealousy is not his thing. Even if he was curious about the space doll. Along with crazy imaginations. Stolas made it clear that Puppet wouldn't be interested. Along with a very bitter tone mind you. He really does wonder at times if Stolas actually even had that talk with Puppet. It was crazy enough when they almost try to bring Moxxie in while figuring themselves out.

Back to Moxxie again!

Blitz wanted to slam his head against the wheel. He thought he got that taken care of. The whole let's not bring them in a relationship but hey want to bang once. I mean many bosses had thought about it with their coworkers. I mean come on he did it with the drunk popstar. Plus, look at the badass team he made when his business opened up. Got M&M. Both badass. Different personalities that fit in. Even if Moxxie can still be a little difficult to understand at times. But hey who gives a shit! Sure, the dirty thoughts came along, the offering it out and just talking about it. It never went that far. Well, besides the kiss but that doesn't count along with drunk.

Great he needs to get drunk or have some fun soon. Maybe Fizz can spare one that test drive toys?

Stolas is sort of in a similar predicament. Well, not thinking of it right now as their other things to worry about. That has his attention. He was having a discussion with Striker. No, paper reports this time. It was over little things. The two being professional. Even if anything could change in a click.

"What about Andrealphus?" Stolas taps the table as he looks at the list of names.

"Your ex-ice bird has been doing his own junk." Striker shrugged. "He really been keeping an eye on their sibling after the last fiasco. I wouldn't be to surprise he hid something behind their gluttonous taste for wine.

"Just never know. Andrealpus is many, many crude things." Let out a little sigh, "But he can be a smart and manipulative too."

"Aren't you all? Well, not the smart part." Study his claws as he ignored the low owl sounds. "If you haven't noticed yet. Whoever you invite to this party. Not going to be safe no matter what."

"Not many tries to attack these events. Even if someone does. Will be guards as before."

"I'm talking about the ones already inside."

The Goetia Family and Nobility itself. Yes, that's its own kind of enemy to watch out for even if they all work together with who they serve. But hey look at those many assassination attempts. Or trying to win up the other.

Stolas says nothing. Even if Strike words held truth. Along with personally scene it at other events like these and many others. "It'll be figure out."

"Whatever makes your stress rise up." Move their sleeve up a bit to look at a watch. A low grunt. Gets up as he starts to head towards the window. "I got to go."

"Right your time off."

"By the way your kid needs to lock that window. Again." Out the window he goes.

Soon Stolas was alone in his office. Let out a groan as he stared up at the ceiling. Well so much time for that besides updates and finishing up a bit of work. Pull out his own phone to check the mixed messages. Notice a notification in the calendars that mention the Full Moon.

My, my has that much time passed by for that come up again?

Maybe he and Blitz can do those activities they have done in the past. For old time's sake.

Besides the bear traps. That is still a big no.

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Done!

Got to see a few of the others and a bit of their thought process.

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