Chapter 40

We got another one! Get ready for some angst, feelings and spoilers!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, 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

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing/

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Moxxie walk out of the bedroom to go into their living room and kitchen combo. Glance over to see Striker sitting on the couch leaning against the couch. His hand over his face. Bolt on the ground by Striker chewing on a bone. "You know we could go tomorrow? Madre staying for another day?"

The cowboy waves him off lazily. While his others were rubbing their eyelids to wake up. "It's fine Critter. I'm here."

Striker, at the same time with Moxxie, already knew about Maria plan to propose to Ivy. He just told her that he wants her to be happy. Still have a bit of attitude about sinners but with Ivy can make exception. The pair treated each other good. His mom would have approved. That meant a lot to Maria. He actually helped her out with making the ring. It was a bit nice, familiar to do something like this again. Ask her if he could. If it was anyone else, he would have said no. But for Maria, who has always been like another aunt, it did for her. It took a bit, along with using some free days he got but able to make it. Along with handing it to himself he did a pretty swell job making a ring.

Next, really was just whenever she does it.

Then was called not too long after this morning. Really like an hour ago if Striker wanted to come with them to go see Maria, Ivy for a little bit. Didn't want to decline and said yes. Laze around a bit while Moxxie told him about last night. Sneaky Critter had to keep their mouth closed and not tell the other about the proposal plans. Besides, say little things to make sure the other had the ring.

"You really didn't get a lot of sleep." Moxxie frown a little how tired he looked. Sure, knows some nights Striker will be up longer hours either watching the mansion or looking around.

"It was just one of those days Critter I'm not able to fall asleep. I got another hour or two in me."

Which was partially true. Not a lot of sleep plus being up the past few days. Of course, last night to this morning annoyed him.

The blasted owl could have warned them in advance about going to be out. Only knows that a party is being hosted at some house here in Pride. A year-round party the past few years now. Whatever that was all about. He thought it was going to be a Goetia thing but from the expression and argument he heard on the outside of mansion should have given it away. Didn't bother to ask, even after they saw Blitz leave in a different direction when he got over the wall. Just left to go on the other side to listen.

Rookie mistake.

Stolas finally returned when opening a portal to the front of his mansion. Striker was on the roof when they saw all this while drinking coffee too stay awake. He was very 'happy' compared to the one behavior below. The prince was giddy, couldn't tell you if he was drunk or not and feathered out in a different direction. A mess like having a good time coming from this party. Also trip but able to make it inside the mansion somehow. He hopes the prince gets a hangover in a few hours. What? He was only 'nice' the first time with the no drinking. He was not going to pull it out again to say it.

"When we get back you get some sleep." Moxxie walk away for a bit to go grab a few things.

"Sounds unfair. I get to sleep all alone."

Moxxie walk on over and thrust Striker cowboy hat against his face. Not phase by the hiss. "You will live."

A little grunt as he goes to fix his hat up. He really is ready to break his code and just wear his hat again. "Hmm fine I can be alone. I know where I stand."

"Don't you mean lay down?"

"Yes, that too Critter." Not bothered, or awake, to continue the tease. Will save the energy for over there. "Sure, they up?"

"Yep. Got a text to come on buy." Went to grab their Madre bag to she left to get ready here last night.

"How she looks? When they did the whole proposal?" Stood as he started to stretch. His back cracked a bit. Much better.

"Happy. Both of them."

"Come let's get going. You too." Ruffle the skull, patches of fur on Bolt head. An excited bark he got.

At least didn't have to go far as Moxxie open a portal, after one look around, as the pair walk out together. Both in the back of the building of Ivy café and home. Maria truck still in place. Not stolen. No, rat bite marks. All good.

"You really should teach me that next." Walk out as he looks at the portal close in a snap.

"Don't want to carry a fancy jewel?"

"Not unless I get to make it look good and not dealing with all that paper work."

He was not stupid and done his research on those crystals while still Outlaw. The ups and downs if he could grab one, steal or if it's a target to kill if they should take it. An Asmodian crystal would have to be registered under the name or the name of the company with the user's name who can use it. Sure, could just take one from a poor sap if they died. But nobody knows if those crystals actually have to be recharged like every year. That means going down to Lust, doing the whole thing and ID of crystals. For succubus, incubus and possibly a hybrid from the other. Easy, done, favorites as they are used for work related. Still have to follow procedure when its time along with responsible for another if they bring them to like Earth. Anyone else afterword's a pain in the ass and stricter. If they learn it was stolen too just take it back. A possible jail time too.

A small shrugged. "I mean I would have to give you something similar to what I made for Madre. Maybe another version of an IMP book. I really can't explain how to teach someone how to use a portal."

"You mean you're being lazy in that department"

"That too." Sure, they taught Maria with the bracelet but that was altogether different, plus made it just for her. Nudge him as they go to unlock the back door, after a quick text to Maria they are there, and go inside. "Besides you're the oh so amazing genius, talented cowboy can probably figure it out."

"Keep talking. Maybe my ego will help me wake up." Goes to follow them behind. Watch them stop to look at them.

"Do you really want one?"

Stare at Moxxie as he raised an eyebrow. "Well, less trouble using the elevator and I don't have to bother you about it."

"You don't bother me." A little grumble.

Shook him, and pushed them up the stairs. "How about we talk about this when my mind is not as fuzzy. Deal?"

"No, deal."

"Promise?"

"Fine but later."

He is all fine with that. Don't care it doesn't go to Earth. Eh. Actually, scratch that maybe just in case. After that shit he learns about what they did blowing up a government facility. No problem with that actually. Plus, trouble or bullshit seem to fine Moxxie. He does have to admit that this was tamer than everything else so far.

The meeting up with Maria and Ivy was nice. Striker just congratulates the pair. He did not make a comment, just like Moxxie, of the many marks the two left behind. Ivy tries to look professional about it while Maria is just happy. It was talking, ate some breakfast between the four of them with Bolt eating his own food, and headed out for the day. Moxxie making sure Striker got to bed as he was close to falling asleep.

After that well Moxxie didn't have anything plan at the moment. Maria and Ivy won't think about that till they asked about it. As of now the two made it clear they want to wait a year and go from there. That was fine. It is their choice. No, orders need to be sent out. Slot orders are finished and will be sent out later. I won't do any kind of theme coming up beside a season but got plenty of time with that. Maybe I could see about taking out the violin and play a bit.

DING

Never mind. Grab their phone. They swear if it's Striker saying he can't fall asleep. Will knock them out themselves. Wait no it's not him.

I fuck up Moxxie.

Stare at the text that was clean, not miss-spelled or anything sent by Blitz. Return a text back.

You home?

Yeah.

I'll be over. Can I bring someone?

Not your asshole boyfriend but whatever.

Yep, whatever this is. Whatever goes on. They aren't doing this alone.

Press a few buttons as they wait on the other line. "Hey Mil-Mil...Can you come with me to go see Blitz...I...I think something bad happen...."

They are so glad they brought Millie along as they aren't sure what to think about this.

"I've fuck it all over! You should have seen how fuck, fuck, fuck!" Blitz face pressed against Millie chest. While Moxxie just sitting by their side. No bottle of alcohol in sight but can small it on Blitz clothes. There were bottles of hot sauce and plenty of cheese too. Both imps have a wide-eye expression they look at the other.

Shit.

The two wish they kept that Beetle number now. But maybe not for the best. As a strong possibility that maybe could have gone to 'Anti-Blitz'o'' party in the past. Yet, could really have like for them to be here.

Stolas broke up with Blitz'o' at the party.

At least didn't do it around everyone. It was private. It was an emotional mess for the two of them. An emotional the two needed in ways that hurt. A way for another to heal. Realization with the consequences of what words and actions can do. A very big hit on Blitz, being surrounded by many, he screwed over. How many did care if he just opens up. How much Stolas cared but needed to put a halt into it?

What the two had is toxic.

The two have started out to try and be friends like they promised. Not just thinking about sex. Not thinking about how they miss what they have done.

The pair of them want to try and be friends this time. For now, it is best to stay separated until both are ready to handle it.

"Hun it'll be." Millie is not sure what to say. She looks at Moxxie who seem lost too. Along with still being held like a teddy bear

"I'm bloody fuck up is what I am!"

"Blitz-"

"No, Mil-Mil it's true! Tell her Moxxie!" Look at Moxxie.

Moxxie says nothing but instead looks away. Until their scarf grabbed and forced them to look at Blitz. Who now looks clearly angry, annoyed and just not in the best state of mind. Felt himself shaken.

"Don't you start this silent shit with me! You don't mind laying it out on me smarty-pants? Come on! Say it! Say I'm fuck up! Do I need to get you riled up first you little dumbass!"

"Blitz!"

Moxxie dropped back on the couch. Sees Millie sat Blitz down on the couch on the other side. She held his face to keep her looking at him. Eyes serious but try not to look too cold. "That's enough. We're not trying to be assholes but you being like one not helping out!"

Open his mouth.

"Let me finished mister." Watch his mouth snap close. "We're here because we want to be here. We...It messed up I'll admit it. You didn't see that coming. None of us saw this coming. I had to hold back from not saying some things while you two had a break. Now I almost wish I didn't."

"Let me guess you thought it was a mistake too."

"The way you both handle this was a mistake." She let out a sigh as she shook her head. "Blitz, we do care for you. Not just as a boss but as our friend too. But you insulting Moxxie won't help! Nor will you insult me if you start! I'm not going to asked all the shit that happen in the past with each ex's because fuck we do not have enough alcohol here for that train ride."

"Damn right we don't." A lack of bite in his voice.

"Plus, you need some food." Let go of him with her arms crossed. "We're going to chill. We're going to watch some of your shows. We're going to probably cry, probably say some stuff we're going to regret. But you're not doing it alone because I don't trust you to be alone. I don't want you to be alone. We don't want you to be alone. You hear me?"

Blitz was silent as he looked at her. Then glance down. A small word under their breath.

Moxxie look at her. This was the same girl who did a talking with them too. So, Blitz is not getting away from this.

"I'll be back. I better not see any kind of bruising on either one of you when I get back." Millie heads off to get them all food.

It left the two of them alone together. Not sure, the last time was just the two of them alone in a room.

Blitz took a swing of some hot sauce that was on the table. Looks like I should go back to sleep. Yet, his mind won't let him. I kept reminding him all about last night. How if he just let his walls down. How if he tried to not be a total asshole and done things different with breakups they can remember. The talk with him and Stolas repeating how the two were crying. How it came down to this. If he just opens up. Not sure if they could go back to before and maybe just be friends. He just doesn't know.

Moxxie mind on the other hand went a different way. Not what Blitz called them because frankly they don't care about that at the moment. A memory really.

This party for Blitz'o' made them feel sick.

I mean it looks like it was a big reality check for Blitz'o'. A horrid one but in a way, it was a positive and negative he went. A messed up one that had to hit the former clown sideways on the head.

They remember how Ink and the others threw a similar party. The total destruction of Error and to not see them again. After giving up, I try to think they could change them. Stop them. Ink and the council figure out they can't fix them. Thought their reasons were ridiculous when Ink heard of it. Not listening. When they thought, the first time, they thought they killed them for good. An upper hand using a surprise card. When they used Reaper.

Don't get them wrong it was a pain in the ass pulling themselves together. How 'Fate' won't allow it on their soul. Won't allow them to get away. So, many threats if they let themselves get like that. Don't deserved death. Really, really wish they could have died bit instead was negative emotions. To be alive.

Yet, when they saw that party. "Fate' being so 'sweet' dropping they close by where it was being held. They were hiding, ready to strike as they were filled with rage, anger and so many emotions after that stunt.

Until they saw the party. Could feel how many Originals, copies of AU that were ecstatic of their death. All of them just celebrating their demise. Not understanding besides the negatives, they think they like destroying AU copies for fun.

Felt an emptiness they should have been use too. Should have already known how much many hated them. How much they hate themselves and a job they never wanted. The proof was all here.

Crash the party. Huh they must have had a dramatic flair for it.

The expressions would have made them smile in the past when they were insane. To see how shocking even Reaper was to see they weren't dead. Ink fake emotions coming out from the amount of paint they drank. Only left like it was nothing but had to go forward to destroy copies when their voices started to act up.

Wonder if they did another one when they fell?

Bet they went fully out this time. The Destruction gone for good. The true nightmare. The murderer. The mistake.

Would they have forced Blue to go? Would Nightmare and his group crash it? The Charas. Don't know.

Never could know again.

It was accepted a long time ago that the past is buried, gone and dead. In a way, it helps them move on the star constellation in their cloak as Puppet. Put many of their names down as memories just like with Susan, Whistler and even Reyna. Dead but not forgotten by them. Their own kind of burial.

Nobody forgot what Blitz did to them. Move on yes but can't forget.

Blitz hurt many of these ex's.

Blitz hurt Stolas in his way. Stola hurt Blitz in his own way.

Blitz hurt himself.

Someone hurt Blitz to be what he is now.

It sucks.

"Sorry, what I just did."

"Whatever."

"Sorry for another thing too."

"This better not be with all the paper work, errands or your."

"No, not that shit you complainer."

"The kiss?" Not sure what else. "That didn't bother me."

"No, you-Oh, um right we did have this talk already." Blitz looking nervous now.

"Then what?" Arms crossed.

"For...For almost brining you into this." Head down.

"You mean you and Stolas about to asked me to be in a relationship with the both of you. Even though you two skipped the try to be friends and lets got back to messing around again."

"How the. You knew?!" Stare wide eye and gapped. "You knew we wanted you? I thought you were dense?"

"I knew that you both liked me to that degree to some way. Not fully sure if it was out of pity or whatever with the whole thing with Striker. Or some kind of bedroom mess you both wanted to try." Rub their eyes and sighs as they looked at the ceiling. Not going to tell them Esme told them first. Then sort of Octavia did too. "I didn't believe it. I even began to think about it. Unwanted emotions of a possibility. I hated it."

"Moxxie."

"I hated it because it felt like I was betraying Striker."

Blitz's head down as he holds his blanket closer. "I didn't understand why Stolas would want you with us. I mean sure I told him many of my fantaaaaaaaammmmmm thoughts."

"You mean the many threesome comments with Mil-Mil and I or the others with Striker and I."

"Yes, those! I knew kept them in mind after all."

"Still a no."

Blitz muttered under his breath and sigh, "Let me carry on. Really, I think Stolas wanted you with us in a way of apology. You know with Striker thing and at the time.We all thought he died."

A little twitch, "I would have not appreciated that and the timing horrid."

"I can see that. Plus, well I had my own other theory too. Which is he got a big damn crush on the wizard doll fella and your attitude almost was like theirs." If Blitz was looking at Moxxie would have saw them gapped and pale. "I swear was ready to call them and thrown the two in the closet together. Maybe I should have done that. Let Stolas experience since my body and his ex the only ones he really got down with-"

"Um skipped mind you."

"Right." Wave it off. "I would think you hear cruder crap from your boyfriend mouth than mine."

You know what? They promise Striker they won't be involved with these two 'break' issues. Well, it became a breakup. So, right now I'm going at it with the questions but stopping this first.

"Okay enough talking about him. We're talking about you. This has nothing to do with my relationship here." Point a finger at them. "So, why?"

"Moxxie why what? Be specific here besides rudely pointing at me."

"Why did you agree to this. This thing with Stolas to be friends, then later a relationship? Why even agree to all this stuff with Stolas? Why not tell Stolas to just experience other relationships first? You must have at least thought of a possibility it would be serious with you two? Why agreed at the beginning." Not holding back, the question.

"I don't Moxxie. I just. I'm an imp, he is a prince. We just. I just. Grip his own horns, "I don't know what to do only that we need apart. We both need to get out of our own shit together. I...I really got a lot of apologizing to do."

A silence falls between the two of them.

"I don't...I don't like it when you two do this." Moxxie whispered to themselves. If felt like they are having a De Ja Vu moment of a similar talk with Stolas. "I. You don't have to answer my questions. I don't want you to feel forced to answer these. I bet you got similar repeating in your head and a bitch like a hangover...I'm glad you realize the truth. Even if the situation how it found is messed up."

"I knew you care and want this ass." Smirk and let out a snicker as he watches them roll their eyes. His own eyes look at the floor. Exhaustion. "They were selling merch. That much hate what I did. I mean. Gah, I know I'm an ass but they went all out. The heart in the cake looks very real."

"Maybe you can sue. The use of your name."

"That is so bloody tempting. I even know who was selling some of it." A low chuckle and then groan. "Fuckkkkkkkk I hate emotional breakdowns."

"Here, here to that." Lean back against the couch. "Hey."

"What?"

"You didn't have to apologize but um thanks."

A little shrugged. "I thought since you. I mean. Were...I mean I bet Striker told you too?"

"He did."

"Didn't believe him?"

"Probably I was denying it for my sake. I still don't fully believe it."

"Let me guess. You are going to say shit. Striker could do better than you? That us two could have done better than you."

"..."

"Your silence says it all. Got to say I feel a little smug you think I can do better than you."

"It.... I do want you to be.... I do hope you feel better...I...You do have us...Just...Take your time."

"Um...Thanks....this is gay but thanks...You know...Thinking I can... Would I make this awkward if you want to make out?"

"Blitz stopped before I go find a rat who ass you can kiss instead."

There their Moxxie.

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Done!

What do you all think?

All three of the imps did watch tv, eat and Blitz cried again because of either the show or the meaning.

It's defiantly a lot/ A bit of debate in my head along with knew might changes things what I was planning. But decided let's do a breakup. One the pair actually needed

Yes, Striker helped Maria to make the wedding ring.

Millie being a team player and doing what she can to help. A time and place to go wild with a good fight. This was another thing the three needed. A bit of a calm day. Just even for a few hours.

Yes, Blitz, Stolas two broke up. A relationship they were blinding themselves in, and many others that knew about it. That it could work but was falling apart. Could they get back together? Who knows?

When Moxxie was still Error. There were many Anti-Error parties.

Add a bit of lore to the Asmodian crystal. The episode mentioned that they are registered to a user name. So why not go a little further about it?

A lot of things that happened at the part that I skipped were the same as the episode. Besides, little things like the two actually broke up. From the episode it wasn't happening on Halloween Eve. So, it was not in October if anyone asked. Verosika just hosted a party in Pride.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!