Chapter 47

Here you go everyone!

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

Voices/Text/Flashback

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"If I was given a chance, I believe I would leave."

"Do I need to open a portal for you?"

Stolas laughs but then stops. Quickly move his arm around quickly. He learns his lessons the first few times. "No, no, not this! I love being around you."

Moxxie stare at him. "You been using that term a lot lately."

"What term?"

"Love." Place the pickax against the rock. They got on their knees as they started to dig up the spot.

"I mean nothing wrong with it. I use it a lot." Stolas smiles as he is wearing a hard hat. The light source in the cave is the lanterns the two brought along. The latern has magical fire so no problem will happen along stays inside. The pair dressed up to mine along with protection.

The cave was spacious and tall for even Stolas to walk. A variety of different structures in the room. It did feel chilly. While the walls may not seem fantastic. Quite bland if you were to go into any other cave until you go deeper. Unless you inspected the wall closer. The rocky wall wasn't that plan at all. We're not as plain as they seemed. The lower ground, after digging or hitting certain spots. You could see stones were sticking out in interesting shapes and patterns, revealing a hidden complexity and beauty that was only revealed through close examination.

Yet, none so far seem like the one Stolas wanted or Octavia. Still was time. Still, I got plenty of fabulous stones.

"I meant if I were to somehow leave the Goetia alive. I think I will take it. I can still serve Hell in other ways. Not the family way. Like the business!"

"Right our own little business." A little chuckle. "I think that would be like a side hobby for you instead."

"I would be a good delivery space owl." Proud look on his face.

"I believe that but I think plants would be your suitable area. You really done a lot over the years with your Venus plants."

"Yes, hmm your mother girlfriend. Doesn't she sell plants at her cafe?" His mind went back to her. He really should go by and visit the café.

"Not in public. Milk plants on the side with a few different other kinds. How about this one?" Show him the gem. Sees him come over and hums.

"Put in my bucket for now and I can clean it up." Stolas goes back to his spot. "I could open like a flower garden? Sell some stones. Venus fly traps as surprised security."

Look back at their direction. "Kind a been awhile we had a talk like this."

"Yes, it's nice. I miss it....This is the part you say I do too?"

"Really?" Hears a huffy hoot and let out their own snort. "I'm kidding. You know how I'm like. I prefer to keep it to myself."

"Yes, I should know that by now. Silly me." Wipe his forehead. Look over the bunch he dug up. Small hum as he put it in a bucket. "You and the snake doing fine?"

"We are." Got tired at this point of bothering correcting anyone calling the other one names. "Not giving you problems, are we?"

I wish. Stolas mentally grumbles. I mean sure little problems but on the job. None. "No, a pity really. If he didn't hate my guts and blood would be so bad. Would have hire him as a personal guard."

"He would rip his own tail off than say yes to that." Twirl some string to be some light to move it closer in the hole.

"I believe that." Can even picture it. Then his mind just goes to the Ars Goetia. At the looks if he back too losing his mind again. To hire an imp as a royal guard. I mean he already did but for his daughter and not told anyone.

"So, how about you being single again?" Blunt and to the point.

"Eh kind a like when I was with Stella but options, not tied down and less items thrown. Free."

"Uhhhhhhh." Probably still some tension and didn't want to think about the breakup. So, using marriage instead. Is that better? Eh not going to make that call. Pull the strong out the hole and continue onward "Okay?"

Able to change the topic in time on different subjects or would stay quiet to keep mining. The pair have been at it for a while. The pair mine a little longer. Still no luck of the jewel Stolas wanted to find. Cross this spot off to not mine but another.

"At this point maybe give her just a chest of jewels." Stolas grumbles as he looks at the buckets of stones.

"Little Frogmouth wouldn't like that." Gather their own bucket. "It gotta be special like you said."

"Yes, yes throw my own words right back at me."

"Should I?"

"No, you do not." He chuckles.

"Want any of these?" Lift the bucket.

"No, you can keep them. What have you been doing with them?"

"Some I keep. I'll give some to the others as long not dangerous." Maybe we could see if Maria and Ivy can use them for the future wedding.

The pair talk a bit longer till they both go their separate ways. Moxxie out the stones up for now. Goes to clean up as they were dirty up. After that was taken care of along with clothes to be put up. Ready to just sit on the couch and do nothing.

KNOCK!

I'm really beginning to see a pattern.

"Mox! Moxxie! Mox-Mox! Cry baby? Hey! Hey! I'll bust this door! I haven't yet but im gonna one day!"

Open the door to stop the pounding. Raise a confused eyebrow what they were looking at.

"Look what I got you!"

Stare at the basket of cheese, hot sauce. Glance over at the smiling imp. "Tell me this not another apology tour?"

"Nope." Thrust into his arm and walk in. "Your man still working?"

"Yes, and please come on in."

"Gladly."

Roll their eyes as their tail close the door. "Millie out if you were to see her neck?"

"Girl hunting down a hunk?"

"I didn't ask." Place the basket on the coffee table. Take out the hot sauce. Raise an eyebrow as they come walk on over. "Chocolate hot sauce."

"See I do think about you."

This is a bribe. They know it is. It gotta be. Look at him suspiciously going through the fridge. Their tail goes to smack their own.

"OUCH!"

"That Striker. Don't touch his drink."

"Here I thought showing me a kinky side not the bitch side." Place the bottle down. Look at his tail and whistle, "Huh you left me a bruise. You been doing some weights."

"Sure." Let's go with that. Glance at Blitz tail. The red skin actually was bruising. They are a bit tense seeing that and wrap their own tail around themselves. "Ice bag in the freezer."

"Aye, aye nurse."

Sits back down on the couch. Reach one of the cheeses. Sniff and took a bite. Small shrugged after putting some hot sauce on it. Another bite. Not to bad like before. Glance out at the window they let open slightly. About to bite into it again until Blitz jumped on the couch.

"So, here why I'm really here."

The block of cheese with hot sauce landed on some sinner head. Blink in confusion. Then screams of terror as rats jump off the ceiling towards him.

Blitz shut the window. Everyone is so loud like they have nothing else better to do. "I want to apologize to Striker and be buddy again.

"What?"

The sinner with rats all over slam into the window. Looks like it could be a neat bodysuit. No, damage to the window. "THEIR EATING MY FLESH!"

"Hey were having serious talk here rude ass pervert!" Blitz grabs the blind to not see the poor, possible, dead fool. "Where was I? Right, Striker and I buddies."

"You want to what?"

"I want us to go back too. Grr you know him and I be friends." Blitz groans and leans back against his couch. "I don't trust him still but after that night. It felt good again with the group. It would have been extra cooler for Loonie and Esme to join but us four still rock it. It was good. It didn't feel. I felt. I can be well not be a bit of me. All of us."

Not what they expected to hear at all in the slightest. "I'm fine if you two do work something out. That not just trying to punch the other."

Blitz fist pump in the air.

"But that is not my call. That between you and him." Which wouldn't be easy.

Son if a cheesecake. Actually, cheesecake sounds nice. No, focus. "What about Millie? Those two are buddies again."

"It's not like before but it better. Not as much tension." Sees the confusion. "I didn't get involved the two talk it over."

"Soooooo," Lean in close and grin, "You'll help me?"

Lean back and push him back for distance, "I'll just ask Striker to hear you out. The rest on him and you."

"That right great."

"But why do you need to apologize?" Really doesn't think any apology needs to happen. A lot of shit was happening. Unless you could the recent attitudes with the two clashing. Confused by that. Got a finger to the lips.

"That's for me to tell and you to not worry your smooth head about." Pull back his finger, lean in to get the remote. "Mind I chill with you."

"You got awhile anyway before the rats fall asleep."

"Nice!" Turn to the guide. After searching for a few seconds, he smiles way to brightly. Press the button. An opening theme can be heard about a pony. "Remember this show, Mox?"

"You made us watch this at work. You made doodles. The drawing board wasn't allowed to be erased unless you gave the orders. Rattles almost kill you when you try to give Bomb a cute mark?" That better be one of the apologies to Striker.

"Good times but you miss the new episodes. Got to keep you up to date. I even made so many new oc's!" Blitz getting comfy, took a block of cheese and ate away. Pull out his own bottle of hot sauce. "All right! We're at the season you miss!"

Moxxie lays back to get comfy. Pull their phone to the side, a small text and send. Add some extra sauce on the cheese.

The volume of the tv went up really high as the screams continue.

DING!

Blitz is here and hanging out. Brought a cheese basket. The sauce is not bad. He wants to talk with you when it's time.

DING!

I'll hear what he wants to say.

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Done!

Spend time with our boys and hanging out!

Wonder if the two will get along like before.

What is your pony OC that Blitz would love to know?

The sinner will live besides fear. But hey rats like cheese, sauce and flesh.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye.