Chapter 20

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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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"Do you like it here?"

"As long as there a roof, I don't care."

"If there no roof?"

"Start building."

Moxxie got to meet up with Lola to get what belonged from their mother. It took a while but didn't mind the wait as she settling in her new home.

Moxxie did tell Maria, and later on Striker, about the meet up. About Lola connection. There was mixed reaction about it. One being just being careful but it was their choice. The two wanted to go with them. Or at least someone with them. Yet, with their schedules it was a bit hard to at the moment.

Told them they'd be fine and got this. Just want to clear up a few questions. They were going to be given a few things. That was it really. Plus, they didn't want to do the whole explanation about their mother thing with like Millie, Blitz and even Stolas on why they are bringing them. It was hard enough as it was the first time to show Maria the photo. Later on, with Striker. How they remember a few things.

Still couldn't tell Striker about Grillo. How it was him and his group. That one they are going to keep to themselves. As long as necessary.

To not let anyone worry.

The only annoyance Moxxie doesn't mind showing is that this was in another ring.

Sloth Ring.

At least they will be far away from the hospital areas. That they are going to avoid very much.

Took the elevator and then the taxi to get here. Should have looked closer at the driver's facial reaction when they gave them the address but didn't care too much as their mind was elsewhere. Looking back should have studied the streets better as it was starting to scream well.

Rich.

Not Stolas neighborhood rich and fancy. Scream hey I'm Goetia nobility this is where I live! I mean there could be that too. The Goetia are spread out. Besides living in Wrath.

Rich like they live well off. Work for it. Or it could be your family money. Position. Job. It varies.

Lola husband home was a mix of Victorian and gothic home. Still scream rich from the size alone. Even inside you can tell they live well. Well, but it was still a home for the pair to live in.

Never did asked her what her husband does. Only saw pictures here and there around the home. One of him. Then another of the two of the newlyweds. Until she mentions he is a lawyer. Who was on the other side of the home right now. He was in a meeting and that area of the house is where his office is. Too do his meetings if a client wants to talk to him privately. Lola was used to his schedule by now.

He did want to meet Moxxie.

That surprised them a little. Wonder what butter up lie she told him. Did say that out loud too. Her response a blunt imp who miraculously survived this long.

Fair.

The pair were in a sun room with a door that opens out to a backyard garden and pool. One the floating rocks slowly passing by like a waterwall was raining down in the pool. A bit spacious but very relaxing with the furniture. Lola comes in here to either relax or do some of her work. If she doesn't want to do it in her own office space. So, the pair decided to do it out here instead of the office and library. Since it is that part of the house where her husband is at the moment. Moxxie doesn't mind.

Lola sets down a box in front of them. "This should be all of it and we can look through it."

Moxxie nods a little as they reach to take the first thing out. Which was the photo album from before. "Did you make copies?"

"I kept what I wanted. All that's yours." Sits on the chair and leans back. "Did you talk with anyone?"

"Did you ever talk to your husband about this?" Stare at a photo of Reyna sitting at the piano. Look like she was singing while she was playing.

"I talk to him a few times about it when comes into my mind." Both of them share enough but also know when to not go too deep. Especially with his clients. Lola can understand that with his job. But lately he seems to not mind just small talk about it.

Besides two of them are old farts and don't need to have petty stuff holding them back. If the other wants to talk that fine. Just no forcing the other.

"A few close to me." Wanted to keep looking at photos. But stop themselves as they can continued later. Plus, they were curious about what else being in the box. Look inside to pull out a few things. "She just gave them to you?"

"When she was staying with me at the apartment a few times. I tried to give it back but told me to keep it. Memories." Look down a little. "Told me she'll get them back soon."

A silence between the pair.

"Did you keep all of it?

"Only a few. Like there was a box inside there that was hers. She would leave stuff in there. I barely open it up." Tap the cigar on the ash tray. "But a few things. Before and after leaving. She wanted me to get rid of it."

"Like?"

Wave it off. "Like clothes that weren't salvageable. Jewelry demons tried to gift her with it. I wouldn't keep them either. Giving them back was a pain to handle. Those cases I just brought them to pawn off. I made sure we got a fair share of whatever I brought back. It helps a few times."

"You two never kept any?"

"I kept the ones I thought work well with my style. But her? Rarely. Only wore the jewelry she brought. Along with that flower."

"Reyna always wore it? That flower?"

"It was a type of sunflower native to Wrath. In the northern region of the mountain. When it died, she had to replace the flower. At some point with dress rehearsal, it was decided she would wear a rose. Customers like it. It was her look. A pretty rose." Twirl the cigar. "Reyna never likes roses. Even when they would bring the bouquets in."

"I don't care much about them." Look inside the box. Pull out booklet. Perk up seeing some writing inside. Scan a bit while talking. "Think she put the name in here?"

"It's possible. You know Spanish?"

"Sí." Sees a few of the writing would switch around back. Back and forth. Then a few doodles. Will have to read this on their own time.

"There are letters in there too. She didn't have the phone where she was staying unless she gone to town." Put the cigarette out. "Thirst?"

"Got chocolate?"

"I have chocolate syrup."

"Yes."

Stare at them and get up. "One milk chocolate then."

Soon it was Moxxie alone in the room. Glance outside of the pastel pink skies with rocks, clouds and the waterfalls around. To give it a dreaming like effect. Relax.

Just keeps Moxxie on edge waiting for a surprise gas attack. Sure, it shouldn't affect them now. It is still not the first pleasant ring experience.

Goes back to look inside. Found the letters that Lola must have put together in it were tied up. Will look at those later. Then spots a box. Look shoe-size. This must be the box. Lift it up. Sees the cursive R that was drawn on top.

Yep, it was hers.

Took the lid off of it. Inside of it were a few random items. A deck of cards. A lighter. A fan with lace design. Cassette tapes with a few label songs. A bandana folded up with some kind of leather charm that needs a bit of a cleanup. A coin that was sealed up. Along with a few other little things.

Yet, it means a lot to Reyna.

"Here you go."

"Thanks." Took the cup.

"No, problem twerp." Goes back to her seat.

"I'm not a twerp."

"And I'm no dragon."

"Eh give or take." Took another sip while she twitched and cursed under her breath.

Went over a few little things. Lola pointed out pictures as she explains what she remembers in each one. It was a bit nice. Just to know.

"Lola?"

Moxxie blink and looked at her when they heard the other voice.

"Guess he finally finished. I'm in the sun room." Lola called out for him.

"I guess I better start leaving."

"Your choice." She shrugs a bit.

"Glad to know."

Rolls her eyes at them. "Look I don't text a lot. But if you have questions, I'm here to see what I can do. I do want to talk to your mom too."

Blink at her a bit surprised. I thought it would be over and done after this. But still want to communicate. "Why my Madre?"

"For able to take care of your ass this long."

"Jokes on you I have no ass."

"Well, that smartass attitude there." Brush some of her hair out of her eyes. "Plus, thanks as well. You turn out decent even in this hellhole."

"I'll send her your confusing message."

"It's a compliment."

"In what way?" Hear hoof steps and turn around. Raise a eyebrow.

An older Baphomet demon wearing a business casual. Taller than Lola with her head close to his chest. A dark, dark purple fur with a dark teal faded from what can be shown. A small beard underneath. Long bent goat horns. Maroon eyes. A red candle on top of their own head flickers.

"Moxxie this is my husband Rowan. Rowan this twerp is Moxxie."

"Hello Moxxie."

"Hi." Look over to the side. "Frogmouth what you doing here?"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

"Lola!"

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Done!

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That is right if you remember from the first book. Rowan was mention before and was Stolas lawyer.

Got to know a little bit further of Reyna, Lola past.

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