Chapter 5

Here you go!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, 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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Stolas groans as his face plants on the couch.

Well, today's meeting was kind of what he expected.

He let out a low groan against the fabric. Grab the remote on the table to turn the TV on. Not bothered to even change out of his attire. He just wants to stay down, listen to some nonsense on TV and will go from there. Doesn't lift his head up changing the channels.

"-Come on over to get your dic- "

"-sales here! Come on down to get your new Vox- "

"-I'm sorry my love but I'm seeing someone else. Your long loss- "

"-Onward to the Happy Ho-"

"-ALL GOING TO DIE AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH. So, come on down to get to put an insurance plan on you- "

"-glasses up if you've had enough too. We'll show the frauds that we've all got something to prove tonight-"

"-16% of Hell population of sinners been- "

"-Cooking time and out guest stars the Glamor Twin- "

"-Stop it and get some help at your local drug trafficking store on-"

"-Need time to relax? Well, today special down in the Sloth ring spa center for the-"

"-Party!-"

"-BOOM! -"

Turn the TV off.

Know what? TV later.

Stay in that spot on the couch. Physically trying to rest. He does need some rest after overworking lately. It's just his mind going back to the meeting along with the news from a few days ago.

Six months.

It's dreadful to say the least.  A lot of things will have to be changed if this becomes a permanent situation. Twice a year now in Hell. He knows he shouldn't be worried. Every year they make sure they leave a few days earlier and stay at one of the vacation homes. While making sure his family is safe, minus Stella now. Besides that, an awkward phone call from her brother made a few days before extermination. Answer their good. Both hung up after that. Plus, Blitz with his daughter and employees were good as well.

Turn his head. Eyes looking around the living room until his eyes landed back on the table. A piece of paper. Let loose a small curse as he reaches out to grab it. Curse at himself not seeing it, along with the situation. He went in again.

Slippery snake is too damn good at his job.

Open up the note.

All clear. Some citizens tried to come down to the sections to start a fight. It didn't last long. Put up extra magic security.

Eyes scan it over as he winces a bit at that. All of this isn't good but to be expected. The citizens of Hell not taking the news at all. Nobody is. Then stare at the last part.

Not much longer Feathers.

"Dad?"

"I'm here Starlight." Place the note in his pocket.

Footsteps can be heard as another, younger, owl arrived in the living room. She tilts her eyes to look at his disheveled appearance. "Just got home?"

"Not too long now." A small breath as he pulled his hat off. "How was your day?"

"I just stayed home and read. A mad house to even try walking out there." Shows him a video feed of sinners just running around the streets. Some are on fire. Some got shot. Or got run over by a truck. Then the truck exploded filled with ammo. That was on fire and landing down anyone in a close range.

"Yes, it was a bit than normal even from the drive." I'm just going to use the portal for now on to go that meeting then deal with that mess.

"So, is it really true? In six months?"

He wanted to deny it but it kind of would be ridiculous at this point. Along with the news report, clock tower changing and the meeting. Plus, what his daughter just showed him. "Yes, it is true."

"Why?"

"We don't know."

"What about your odd friendship with Asmodeus? Didn't he say anything?" It was a little weird to see that sometimes when Asmodeus would visit. Over time gotten used to it.

"He wasn't there at today meeting." A small sigh. "He is probably having his own meeting with the others. So, as of now we were told just to keep doing what we have been doing before."

"That's it?"

Glance at his daughter looking worried. He smiles a bit. "Don't worry just like before, you will not be here when it happens. Just have to plan ahead. Will leave in a few days before hand."

"Dad-"

"Don't I will work this out?"

"It's not that. Well, part that too. But at the meeting everyone was there."

"Correct."

"Even grandpa?" She looks unsure to say that title or not.

"Yes, yes he was there." Stolas nodded and saw her look troubled. Well, seem unsure to even call him well grandpa. Not that he could fully blame her.

Paimon may have only interacted with Octavia a handful of times. Which were short visits. Even during the while cheating and divorcing process. He really didn't interact at all. Besides the rare times Stolas was able to spot him at a meeting or two he had this look.

A look of disappointment.

While they may have affected Stolas to some degree. It also angered him a bit but he helps it back. Marriage destroyed or not. He is still doing his duties. He is still teaching Octavia as much as he can.

Asmodeus and Bael stayed true to their word talking to Paimon.

Which is good. But a tiny part of Stolas wished in a way Paimon would talk to him. Even if the confrontation wouldn't be nice. Just to say anything. Heck, he the only one that kept blabbering about a potential heir. For the family. Yet, nothing is so far unless he is waiting.

That can be terrifying. Especially with Octavia turning eighteen soon.

"Did he well talk to you?"

"No, besides well talking at the meeting. After that some of us stayed behind a bit to talk and then just left." He glances at his daughter as his head tilted.  Now his daughters will ask about meetings sometimes. Which is fine as he will only answer certain questions about them. Lately it seems to have been focused well on the family side. Besides her mother, uncle side of their family.

Andrealphus was very quiet at today's meeting. Not his usual well vocal self for attention, maybe a rash insult mixed with a compliment, or you would expect some kind of comment about everyone's behavior on the street. Which is unlike him unless it depends on certain matters. In this case he can't blame the peacock. This matter was indeed serious for all of them.

When she asked about well her uncles and aunts. His half-siblings so to speak. He just answered honestly. He doesn't really know much about them. It was just a fact in general. Plus, it's not like they bothered to interact well with him even before gaining his role. The only times were special events, the wedding, certain banquets they went to and well meeting.

A big family but one that is not treated like one.

He learns to accept it but made sure his daughter didn't feel loneliness. Even as the years passed as his daughter grown. The challenges in marriage, as a Goetia and father.

"Maybe you can ask Moxxie if they saw anything. They are coming back."

"That its good idea." Smile at her. Sees she seem excited to know Moxxie will be back. Even if it'll be a challenge for a while on some meet up. But it doesn't matter. They'll figure it out.

Speaking of challenges.

"Octavia, I know it'll be a while. But I should start getting some well ideas. Or theme for your birthday banquet. Along with what you like for a birthday gift."

The girl blinked until it clicked. Right. She groans as she pulled the beanie down a bit. "That's not in a few months."

"I know dear."

"Does there have to be a banquet?"

"Sadly, yes to this case. It is a tradition after all when you turn eighteen. But we can always do something afterwards." Stolas smiled a bit while inside wanted to cry. His owlet keeps growing up.

It will be a lot of work as he will have to get what she needed. Along with planning, food, guests, and security. It would have been something Stella would have done. Yet, after that whole ordeal Octavia really doesn't want to talk with her. Still, he will make sure this Birthday party will be special for his daughter.

"What you do for your eighteenth birthday?"

Wait for my doom of a marriage to that harlot of a wife.

"Dad?" Look at this expression on his face.

"Oh, just a banquet as well with the other noble guest, family and there were some fireworks that night. Afterword's Rivera and I. We...We would have our own little birthday party. We would drink some tea; I opened a portal for us to watch a star show and I enjoyed the moment with him." Stolas mind going back to his first butler. The one who was practically was there to take care of him. A shoulder to cry on. He wanted him to be there at his wedding as he was his only comfort. A familiar figure he knows, like and wasn't fake around him.

But it was never the case as he didn't survive a terrible illness.

The prince really does miss him. We're many times he almost called out for him. Too asked for help. Or advice. Anything of a sort. Until he remembers he was no longer here.

Octavia waits a few seconds. Watch her father have this sad look in his eyes but a soft smile in place. She remembers the name as she was told about the butler. Her father really was alone with nobody else. Even if he was surrounded by many.

Until she arrived.

Then some point Puppet.

After that, well look at her father now. Both of them really these past years.

"Your highness." Pringles coming over. He lifts up the mirror that was glowing.

Stolas gets up and takes it. Waves off Pringles to go continued their own duties. "Oh, I better take this."

"Work?"

"Correct." It was a project he was working on with a few others. Possibly a different deadline. Going to be a bother.

"Okay." Octavia gets up, "I'm going to go think about an idea for this birthday."

"All right my starlight. Remember whatever you want." He stands up as well and answered the mirror as he walks to his office

Octavia walked away as she heads off to her room, Close the door behind. Goes to grab a notebook, pen off her desk to bring over to the bed. Put her headphones on next as she starts to play music. Goes to lay down on her bed. She tried to think of an idea. 

It was much easier when she was younger. Come on brain must have had some kind of idea. Could repeat a few ideas. But some of it properly won't be 'Goetia' approved. At least her father would be fine about it. It is so annoying. Not like she wants to see a few of these faces that come to her party.

Wait.

Sit up with a look of inspiration. But first goes to her phone. Starts to search, save, and do some digging around. A delighted look on her face. Goes to open her notebook. Began to write down a few ideas.

May not like the royal stuffy part but going to make sure it's a Birthday she wants.

Along with no interruptions.

Then the room lost electricity.

All of Pride ring lost electricity.

Why?

The TV Overlord throwing a tantrum.

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Done!

What do you think?

Everyone is a bit tense in different ways but can't let it fully affect them. At least that's what certain hellborns think.

They never did say what Stolas Butler name was in the childhood. So, call him Rivera for now. Not canon.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!