A/N: All credit goes to Renowned-Wolf

The episode begins with a wide shot of Asmodeus' palace, in which we then see his bedroom. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus are sleeping together in the same bed. An alarm clock shaped like a rooster with an erected penis goes off, to which Fizzarolli wakes up. He punches the clock and stretches his arms out to the kitchen, passing by Raphielle and makes himself some coffee. 

But he burns himself so he takes the coffee back, passing the same laundry succubus from before making them twirl in place, and sets it on a desk. he stretched out and grabs one of his hats, and stretches, Fizzarolli then grabs the coffee and drinks it, before throwing it away and stretching his limbs to above Ozzie.

Fizzarolli: Rise and shine, Ozzie!

Fizzarolli shakes an airhorn and sets it off, startling Asmodeus, who lays back down.

Fizzarolli: Huehahahahaha!

Asmodeus: Ugh, again with the horn?

He turns in bed, covering his head with a pillow.

Fizzarolli: Don't blame me, blame how fuckin' fun they are!

He blows the horn again.

Fizzarolli: Mmkay, so; Today you have a meeting with the distributor about the new shipment of vvvibrators, then you gotta host a safety meeting because of what happened with the old shipment of vvvvvvibrators~. And then you have a nooner with Prince Stolas.

As he speaks, Asmodeus gets out of bed and puts on his robe.

Asmodeus: Ahh, you scheduled me during lunch?

Fizzarolli: Well, you're pretty good at squeezing things in.

As he speaks he squeezes the robe in, eyeing Asmodeus' butt, before stretching onto his shoulder

Fizzarolli: But I left time for a big ol' breakfast!

Asmodeus: Let me guess; I'm handling that too?

Fizzarolli: I mean... unless you want me to take a crack at cooking again.

Asmodeus: Hahahahahaha! No! Never again.

Fizzarolli: Whaaaat? Maybe I could burn the milk this time!

Asmodeus: Stooopp...!~

Fizzarolli: OH! You know what I'm craving? Burgers!

Asmodeus: No! It's too early for burgers, you maniac!

A/N: Says you

Fizzarolli: Burger time! Burger time! Burger time!!!

The two laugh together.

In the kitchen, Fizzarolli opens up a newspaper. He sees a headline reading "Beelzebub's Hell Raising Hound Party" along with a photo of you, Bee, and Tex performing at the hound party with Loona and her new friends in the crowd.

Fizz: Ugh, this fucking guy.

Ozzie: What is it, Fizzy?

Fizz: That guy who ruined the mood the other night at the club is in the paper, he had a massive turnout at Beelzebub's party.

Ozzie: So he not only gave me the worst money shot ever, but he's shaking up with Bee too?

Fizz: Knowing these writers, that's definitely happening.

Ozzie: Although I do have to commend that pup for getting himself a harem like that. He and those girls really do love each other.

Fizz: Yeah, I suppose you're right.

Fizz turns the page to an article that reads- "King of Ozz- a HYPOCRITE?!" Fizzarolli stuffs the paper into a trash can, then proceeds to throw the entire can out of a window while Asmodeus hums, making breakfast. Asmodeus opens the door to the refrigerator, which lacks milk.

Fizz: Yeah yeah, I know, I can pick up some more while I'm out today.

Ozzie: About that. You're still going to that contest rehearsal... without me?

Fizz: Welll... y- you have a packed day today.... and I know you aren't big on the whole Mammon thing, soo....

Ozzie: It's the Greed ring. One of the cities is literally called Ransom.

Fizz: Ah, you worry too much, You know I ain't afraid of ropes. 'Sides, I'm slippery~.

Ozzie: I mean... only after I...

Fizz: (mouth full) What?

Ozzie: What?

Fizz: Come onnnn, Ozz. I can be on my own one day!

Ozzie: But you haven't been to the Greed ring alone since becoming Mam's big brand figure.

Fizz: Yeah, I guess, but it's not like I'm gonna stick around!

Ozzie: I can get you an escort.

Fizz: Ah! I can handle it! Come on, Big Daddy. Pweeeaasee? [Fizzarolli pulls puppy eyes on Asmodeus.]

Ozzie: Mmhahahaha! Well, you know I can't say no to a face that cute.

Fizz: Mhm. That's why I use it.

Ozzie: Just try to stay out of trouble, Fizzy-frog.

Fizz: Ah, stop it!

Ozzie: Noooo~!

Ozzie picks Fizz up in a tight squeeze, laughing. A small succubus walks into the room holding a stack of boxes.

Succubus employee: Ozz, I have the new shipment of-

She stops as she sees the two. Asmodeus and Fizzarolli stare at the worker wide-eyed.

Fizz: Ya mind?! Tryna have an unemotional bang sesh here!

Ozzie: Yeah! Cuz we're so not in love!

Fizz: Yea! Love is stupid!

The succubus sets the boxes down and walks out of the room, staring oddly at the two.

Fizz: Whew! That was close, huh?

Ozzie: (sigh) Just come right back when it's over. And keep your phone on ya, okay?

Fizz: Got it riiight here! Be riiight back after. Don't worry, Ozz! I'll be super lowkey. Nobody will notice me.

Fizzarolli sips his cup of coffee, while Asmodeus facepalms in doubt.

We immediately transition to the Greed ring, where Fizzarolli runs over a cup in a glamorous limo. He steps out on the red carpet, while speakers and confetti blasters, seemingly shaped like dildos, push out of the car. The confetti sprays over everyone, while one demon brushes it off, and another demon chokes to death on one of them. Fizzarolli walks off and his devil dogs come out of the car and start to feast on the dead corpse. Fizzarolli whistles to get the dogs' attention to start going. They arrive and spiral around Fizz, spinning him as he chuckles. Roller skates come out of his shoes as he blasts off.

Fizz: Whoa, girls, girls, girls! Heheheheh!

Fizz rolls around the block, with his dogs, also being Valentino's queefie, running at top speed. His glasses' built-in window wipers wipe all the mud off of his glasses.

Fizz: Man, it's great not being in the spotlight for once.

All of the demons immediately spot Fizz. While he is skating, he encounters Blitzo, and while we don't know why he's in Greed, we do know he is currently getting kicked out of a coffee shop.

Blitzo: Look, lady, it's not my fault that you only know how to make coffee that tastes like piss!

Fizzarolli becomes shocked, and hits the brakes on his skates, while Blitzo stammers in fear.

Fizz: Oh, wow. Lookee who it is.

Blitzo: Oh, fuck. You again.

Fizz: Stalkin' me now, huh?

Blitzo: Oh, don't fucking flatter yourself, clown. I have my own life, y'know, WITHOUT YOU IN IT.

Fizz: Uh huh, sure. Blitz-O.

Blitzo: The "O" is silent now, bitch! And gee whiz, we've been in each other's relative vicinity TWICE, in the last 15 YEARS! That would make me, THE SHITTIEST STALKER IN HISTORY!

Fizz pets his dogs.

Fizz: Twice, is ALREADY WAY TOO MUCH.

Blitzo dusts himself off and says something to Fizz before he walks away.

Blitzo: Yeah, well at least I'm still actually working for my shit. And not getting everything handed to me like some pampered attention whore!

Blitzo has now struck a nerve in Fizzarolli, as we can see when he growls out of anger. But he regains consciousness that Ozzie is really someone faithful to him when we see his devil dog hand him a bone, then Fizz moves the bone to show the leash, with gold lettering saying "From Ozzie with 💛".

Fizz: Yeah well, guess that's what resilience & talent gets ya'. (chuckle) Plus, my horns were always bigger than yours. Weren't they?

It grows silent for a bit, while Blitzo stands in anger. Before Fizz walks away, Blitzo charges at him and they start to get into a street scuffle. The screen shifts upward to find a skyscraper-like building where Striker and Crimson, Moxxie's father, unknowingly reside.

Crimson: So, you say you're good? Cuz' we really need a big score right now.

Striker: The best. Had a royal on the ropes just last week!

Alessio pours him a glass of wine, while he follows up Striker's response.

Crimson: Sure, but not dead?

Striker: It was... called off. But I have a body count in the hundreds! I ain't afraid to go after anyone. Women, kids-

Striker's speech is cut off by one of Fizzarolli's devil dogs getting launched on the outside of the building window.

Striker: And cute little-faced puppy looking things. Don't matter!

Striker then catches onto the fact that some drama is going on outside. He listens to Crimson's judging while still walking to see the problem.

Crimson: Hm. I'll tell you what; If you can deliver something of value... I'll consider it.

Striker: One moment...

Striker pulls out his surprisingly long lasso, to pull the root of the outside problem, Fizzarolli & Blitzo into the room, considering them something of value. He does so, and he slams them against the wall.

Crimson: Hired! Hahahahaha!

Striker: Funny to run into ya' again, Blitzy!

Striker pulls out his knife in notice of Fizzarolli, knowing he's in cahoots with a "blue-blood".

Striker: And with a famous friend...

Blitzo: Oh, fuck me.

Fizzarolli: For the record, we are not friends.

We cut to Asmodeus' factory back in his palace, where they manufacture things for Ozzie's, and for general Lust ring products. Currently, they are creating a new toy to test for the new vibrator shipment. A Succubus flies away with a box containing the test vibrator, while we pass some painter imps working on dildos. A transition can show two more Succubi fighting with dildos on the job, while we now pass to a different Succubus carrying the same test vibrator.

Ozzie: Larger. You can never be too large, mmhahaha, you can never be too large.

We see a conveyor belt passing the test vibrator onto a hazmat-suited Succubus, who flies away to return the final product to Asmodeus.

Asmodeus: Hm... smaller, smaller. Hit the spot right there, oh, that's good. I like-oh, I like that, that's good, mhm!

Ozzie now has the test vibrator in hand, only to hand it back to the hazmat-suited imp to then carry a blueprint to see if there's anything else needed to be modified. Two imps then put the vibrator into the test chamber to see if they get results. They turn on the machine, (after everybody gets safety goggles on) and turn on the vibrator. Turns out, it explodes, and the project is a failure.

Ozzie: (groan)

As Ozzie walks off he passes a succubus packing up a love doll that's modeled after you.

Ozzie: I don't believe for one second that Y/N agreed to this.

Succubus: (sarcastic) No the eyes and fur patterns don't match up exactly so it's completely different. Although you have the option to adjust them to match the real thing.

She rolls her eyes.

Ozzie: At least I rigged it so we get most of the profits off this.

Succubus: Especially with everything put into this, it even has a simulated climax feature.

Ozzie: Whoever this customer is must love hellhounds or is a bitch in heat.

Ozzie leaves letting the succubus finish the order and printing out and applying a shipping label addressed to a Stella on the box.

Ozzie sits alone at his desk, missing Fizz when he looks at a painting of them together. Lightning strikes, as Fizz's eyes strangely glow blue. Ozzie is startled, both to the lightning, and his watch, signaling an alarm for his lunch meeting with Stolas.

We then transition to you and Stolas sitting in a waiting room.

Stolas: Are you sure you want to stay here? I can always open a portal home for you.

Y/N: Octavia was worried about you and asked me to look after you since it hasn't been that long since you were discharged from the hospital.

Stolas: I know, but you and Asmodeus aren't exactly on friendly terms.

Y/N: I love Octavia more than I hate Asmodeus.

Stolas: Aw, that's so sweet.

Raphielle approaches with a trey carrying coffee mugs with cream and sugar.

Raphielle: Coffee, my lord?

Stolas: Why yes, thank you.

He takes a mug before Raphielle turns to you.

Raphielle: How about you, sexy?

Y/N: Lots of cream and sugar, please.

Raphielle: Of course.

He does as you ask and hands you the mug while giving you bedroom eyes and puckering his lips at you.

Y/N: Sorry, dude, I don't swing that way.

Raphielle: (disappointed) Oh, sorry.

He walks where you can't help but notice his round THICC feminine ass.

Y/N: Although if I ever switch teams I am set.

Raphielle chuckles and walks off as the secretary walks up.

Secretary: Asmodeus should be up in just a moment.

Stolas: Thank you.

Y/N: (unenthusiastic) Yippee.

You go to light your cigarette but your lighter is acting up.

Y/N: Fucking seriously?

Fortunately the secretary had a lighter of her own.

Y/N: Much appreciated.

She leans forward and seductively removes her glasses.

Secretary: Happy to be of service.

She seductively bites the end of her glasses and in response you playfully snap your jaws at her making the secretary flustered while at that moment Ozzie shows up.

Ozzie: Stolas! Hey there, birdie babe. Haven't seen you since you crashed my club, how ya' been? Hmhmhm, still gettin' yo' kink on with that feisty imp?

He notices you.

Ozzie: (disdain) Oh, Y/N. How goes it with that harem? Must be difficult to keep up with and satisfy so many women.

Y/N: I manage perfectly fine, (cocky smirk) especially since I don't have to clean buckshot out of my hair.

Ozzie starts seething until Stolas interjects.

Stolas: Aha, well, um, that imp is actually what I'm here about! You see, I, um.... seem to have found myself with... feelings. For him. And, I'm not sure if it's a mutual thing...!

Ozzie grows unamused, assuming he's looking for something to un-morally force Blitzo to love him.

Ozzie: Well I can tell ya', if you're lookin' for a love potion, you came to the wrong. Fuckin'. Guy. I don't fuck with that artificial bullshit. Lust shouldn't be about force. It's an art! To be, earned! And enjoyed... It's all about that journey, to Pleasuretown... ya' feel me? Hmhmhmhm...

As he speaks he picks up two candies shaped like a penis and a mouth, and shoves the penis through the mouth, demonstrating his point. He takes the penis out of the mouth and lifts it to where we, the audience, can see a flustered Stolas and a very annoyed you through the opening in the mouth.

Stolas: Oh, no, never, never that! Wait, (to you) then what did those succubi slip in your drink that one time?

Ozzie: Was it a red and pink vile?

Y/N: Yeah.

Ozzie: That wasn't a love potion, baby, it was a performance enhancer. They must have been thirsty for that knot.

Stolas: Anyway. I just, you see-

While Stolas is speaking, Ozzie decides to devour his whole bowl of various sex-shaped candy.

Stolas: This imp has a business he runs, he needs to access the mortal realm to carry out his work. I know your demons are some of the only ones who can traverse freely and legally. I was wondering if you could assist me in... finding a way he could too?

As he speaks, Stolas uses his powers to conjure up a large book and places it on the table, the book seen in The Circus that mentioned Asmodean crystals, surprising asmodeus as he finishes eating up all the candy while you light a cigarette

Ozzie: (gasp) Oh! Hmm, Stolas, my heart bleeds for you! But my partner- uh, business partner.

Y/N: Cough, bullshit, cough.

Ozzie: ANYWAY. Fizzarolli, HATES your imp guy. Blitzo, right? Yeah. HAAATES. Also I don't have a very high opinion of your hellhound friend.

Y/N: I'd say "suck my dick from the back" but you'd probably would.

Ozzie gets an angry expression while you flip him the bird while taking a drag from your cigarette.

Stolas: He hates Blitzo? But, why?

Ozzie: Not my story to tell, but trust me. I would help if I could, but I can't. Sorry...

Ozzie notices his newly delivered message from Fizzarolli's contact, put under "Froggie 🤍". He smiles in relief and opens the notification, causing the phone to fly across the room in a grand display and grow larger to show a widescreen version of the message.

Crimson: Hello, Asmodeus.

Ozzie and Stolas grow concerned as you become enraged at the appearance of Crimson, and not Fizz.

Crim: You don't know me, but you don't need to. All you need to know is I have your little jester here with me.

The recording shows Striker bringing Fizz to the camera tied up with tape over his mouth. Ozzie now grows enraged at the sight of this and tries to strangely grab the hologram out of anger while you get so enraged at the sight of Striker that you clench your teeth to the point that saliva and blood drip down your fangs.

Crim: If you want him back alive, you will give me exactly what I want.

Ozzie: Do you have any idea who you are FUCKING WITH?!

Ozzie glows to turn a vivid neon version of his natural colors, while his head turns red, showing his outrage.

Y/N: It's a recording, you idiot!

Crim: You probably just asked if I know who I'm dealing with. And, oh yes, I know. The weakest and most non-threatening of the Sins. The king who will do whatever it takes to save the worst kept secret in all of Hell.

Ozzie grows embarrassed and turns his head away from the video, with Stolas becoming worried for him and trying to console him. He tries to do the same for you but is frightened by your snarling.

Crim: We both know you won't risk anything happening to the clown. So be a good little bitch boy, and do the thing. My lawyers will be over shortly with the contract of demands. You have until the witching hour to sign it. Hueheheheheheheh! Now, cut. I SAID CUT IT, YA FUCKIN' MORON!

The phone falls back on the table, and you grit your teeth and shake with rage while Asmodeus glows out of rage, and the whole room shakes. Stolas starts to step away when you and Asmodeus roar, making the whole room glow with a beam of energy.

Y/N & Ozzie: SONS OF FUCKING WHORES!

Ozzie: Why are you so pissed off?

Y/N: None of your fucking business! Stolas, I-

Stolas: I understand, I'm certain Octavia will also.

Ozzie: What is going on?!

Y/N: All you need to know I'm gonna hunt down and kill those cocksuckers, maybe I'll save your boyfriend along the way.

Ozzie gets more angry and grabs you, bringing you to his eye level.

Ozzie: Listen, you son of a bitch!

He sees you on your phone.

Ozzie: Who the fuck are you calling?!

Y/N: (to your phone) Hey, Mama, can you please tell this bloated plucked chicken to get all the way off my back?

You smirk and hold your phone out to Ozzie showing you were face timing Charlie. She gives Ozzie a displeased look while slowly turning into her demonic form scaring Ozzie and making him let you go.

Y/N: Thanks, Mama. 

Charlie: Of course, Puppy. Love you.

Y/N: Love you too.

You make kissy faces to each other before hanging up. You then walk up and grab Ozzie by the collar and pull him down to your eye level.

Y/N: Whether you like it or not I'm the fairy fucking godmother here to save your fairy fucking tail.

Ozzie: (begrudgingly) Care to make a deal?

The transition shows Crim's mafia member giving him a lighter to smoke a cigar. He walks off, while the mafia member sets Blitzo & Fizzarolli in a cage, which Striker is on top of. Fizzarolli stammers in fear, while Blitzo scoots back.

Blitzo: Oh, chill out, jester. Christ on a stick, it's like you've never been tied up before!

Fizz: Sure, but not by a bunch of psychos! (grunts, falls down) And a piece of shit!

Blitzo: Am I- okay, Am I the psycho or the piece of shit?

Fizz: Both!

Blitzo: Yeah, that checks.

Fizz: How is this happening?! I was just supposed to grab some gas station milk and rehearse some juggling...!

Blitzo: Oh relax, I'm sure your big royal chicken ain't gonna let anything happen to his peppy lil' fuckdoll.

Fizz gets frustrated, and sits up straight to scoot in front of Blitzo.

Fizz: Ohh, playin' that card, huh? Okay, what about you? Seems your tastes have gotten more... regal, lately. Heheh...

Blitzo: Well yeah, unlike you, I fuck who I want, when I want. I'm not gonna be tied down to some big blue-blood asshole.

Fizz: You could've fooled me the way Princey was cozying up to you at Ozzie's.

Blitzo: Hey! Stolas only cares about having a rugged peasant raw-dog him into his mattress, it's nothing... y'know...

Fizzarolli gives him a look, knowing that he's in denial.

Blitzo: (sigh) It's nothing else.

Fizz: Then why were you even there?

Blitzo: Other very important reasons, of course!

Fizz: Whatever, I don't actually care.

Blitzo: I mean Stolas is just a loud thirsty bitch who loves feelin' the thrill of getting dicked by the lower class. It's a novelty to him.

Fizz: ...Literally just said I don't care.

Blitzo: And then, he'll call me to see how "my day was!" and he'll pretend to care about me, and comment on my photos, and LAUGH AT MY JOKES-

Fizz: (sarcastic) Oh, well that's "definitely" your clue right there that it's all bullshit.

Blitzo: I KNOW, RIGHT?

Fizz rolls his eyes, due to Blitzo not getting his clear fact of sarcasm.

Blitzo: He's just a fake, privileged asshole!

Fizz: Sounds like you just hate him for being a prince. Because no one, and I mean no one pretends to care that much just for a cheap lay.

Blitzo: Point is, royal demons don't give a shit about guys like us. They're all the fuckin' same.

Fizz: That's not- ...always true... But I guess you're right. They can't all be the same if some have taste, and some wanna fuck you.

Blitzo: Can we talk about something other than my sex life?! Satan's taint, is fucking that Lust guy make this what you're all about now?

Fizz: You brought it up, asshole!

Striker bangs on the two's cage.

Striker: CAN YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY?! You bicker like a couple of teen SKANKS.

Striker steps down onto the boxes, while leaning towards their cage.

Striker: As far as I'm concerned, you two are BOTH embarrassments to our kind for meddlin' with blue-bloods to begin with. (sigh) But at least loud-mouth here has the sense to only fuck his rich bitch, instead of being a little purse dog.

Blitzo: Oh, great. The fuckin' supremacist is on my side, wonderful.

Fizz: Neither of you filth-bags know what you're even talkin' about. If you think you're superior to ANYONE, then you're no better than any royal-

Striker grows agitated at the continuation of Fizzarolli's sentence. Before he could offend him enough, he stops Fizz from talking, and grabs him.

Striker: DON'T. YOU. DARE... FINISH THAT SENTENCE, CLOWN.

Crim: HEY, hick-for-hire! I said watch em', not fuck em'. Keep ya' hands off the merchandise!

Striker looks at Fizzarolli one more time, before jumping off the cage.

Fizz: EAUGH! EVER HEARD OF MOUTHWASH?! FUCK-FAAACE!

Cut back to Ozzie and you signing a contract.

Ozzie: Alright, everything is set. You get Fizz back safe and sound.

Y/N: In exchange for a shit ton of money.

You and Ozzie shake hands before Stolas opens a portal back to your house. You step into your room and pull out a large trunk revealing a shotgun with buckshot labeled "Satan's Breath"

A handgun

A katana

And body armor

You suit up and contact Stolas to open a portal to The Greed Ring.

We cut back to Ozzie and Stolas.

Ozzie: That lousy miserable little -

Stolas: You greatly underestimate him.

Ozzie: You know what he's done!

Stolas: Yes, in response to you provoking him. Believe me, Sire, when I say Y/N will uphold his end of the bargain, besides he has history with them and has a score to settle with that wannabe cowboy imp.

Ozzie: What score?

Stolas: Not my story to tell, I won't betray my future son-in-law like that.

Ozzie: I guess I can respect that, also I'm aware of his father's reputation. His little warpath over twenty-five years ago involved crashing my club and killing one of the performers.

Stolas: (shocked) Oh my, I did hear about that but I didn't know it was spread all across Hell. Regardless, we should prepare for Crim's lawyer.

Ozzie: (groans) If I'm lucky I won't need to uphold my end of the bargain with that hellhound.

We cut back to Asmodeus, looking frustrated and slightly tired. He is holding the lawyer's contract for Crimson's ransom.

Ozzie: (groans) Can I just sign it already, like, can we move this along?

Crim's lawyer shrugs it off, and gives him the contract. Stolas suspects that the lawyer being fine with this could lead to something off.

Stolas: Sire, you need to know the contents of this contract, you can't just sign it! A deal made with a sin like yourself would be everlastingly binding... Perhaps I can look it over, I'm a fast reader. (mumbles through contract) Oh! Hmmm... This is a contract giving Crimson all of Ozzie's factory assets. And, giving him permission to use Fizzarolli's head for a wall decoration.

Ozzie: Wait, WHAT?!?!

Greed Lawyer: Juuust making sure you're paying attention! (nervous chuckle) Here's the real contract.

Stolas: (claps) Oohoohoohoo! This will be fun! I love words!

A/N: And Stella must hate them considering you've never seen her read.

Stolas leans over to Ozzie and whispers to him.

Stolas: That deal with Y/N isn't looking too bad now, is it?

Ozzie becomes angry, and disintegrates the "fake" contract.

Meanwhile outside of a bar in Greed with the door guarded by a large imp with eyes and teeth like a loan shark.

Bouncer: I said fuck off!

He punches and throws another demon as you sneak up behind him and hold your gun to his head.

Y/N: Hey, Francis.

Francis: Evening, Mr Ulfhednar.

Y/N: You seem to be doing well, did you "lose weight"?

Francis: Around "twenty" pounds.

Y/N: Impressive.

Francis: You working?

Y/N: That I am. How about you take the rest of the night off?

Francis: Thank you, Mr Ulfhednar.

Francis removes his earpiece and walks off as you enter the bar.

Francis: Some of Crim's men are in there.

Y/N: That's what I'm hoping for.

Once inside you notice around twenty patrons, as Francis said, composed of several types of hellborn then finally notice three of Crim's sharks sitting at a poker table as a car pulls into the parking lot and two more sharks, the driver being a tiger shark, step out and join the other three. You grab a bottle of beer and chug it as you walk over to the sharks.

Y/N: Where's Crim?

Tiger shark: How about you fuck off, mongrel.

You take your empty beer bottle and smash it over one of the shark's faces, knocking out several teeth, and then take the broken end to stab another shark in the neck causing blood to pour out the bottle top as he falls down dead.

Y/N: I'm not gonna ask again.

Two of the other sharks go for their guns but you blow off both their heads with your own gun. Then the shark you hit with the bottle from earlier gets back up and tackles into the table only for you to gouge out his eyes and rip off the top half of his head. The tiger pulls his gun on you as your back is turned but quicker than he can see you draw your katana and cut off the tiger shark's hand. He screams as clenches his new bloody stump.

Y/N: You're making me ask again. Where's Crim?

Tiger shark: Fuck you!

Y/N: Wrong answer, bub.

You punch him across the face, throw him across the bar, kick him in the jaw, then you pick him up and throw him through the bar's front window. He manages to stand back up only for you to grab and drag him over to his car and slam his face into the hood.

Y/N: Where's Crim?

Tiger shark: Suck my dick.

You grab his head and use it to break the driver's side window and all three passenger windows.

Y/N: Where is Criiiiim?

Tiger shark: Eat my ass.

You throw him through the rear window then pull him out of the car and throw him through the windshield. You open the driver's door and he sprawls out on the ground.

Y/N: Where's Crim?

Tiger shark: He's holding up in a warehouse.

Y/N: There, see how easy it is when you do as I tell you?

Cut to Fizz struggling to escape his imprisonment, while Blitzo just watches it all happen.

Blitzo: Ya know, you're really bad at this.

Fizz grunts, and falls down again.

Fizz: Hmmm, ya know? Last time I checked, I was a fucking jester, NOT an escape art-

Fizz causes getting zapped due to rubbing his hands together on his wrap. He shoots up, his head indents the cage, and he falls back down.

Fizz: (sniffles) I just wanna go home...

Blitzo: Hm... you want me to get you out?

Fizz: (whimpering) Ye-ye-yes...

Blitzo smiles as he stands up, raising his foot to extract a knife from under his shoe.

Fizz: You had a knife this whole time?!

Blitzo cuts the tape off himself, then grabs Fizzarolli by the shoulder, startling him, with the knife pointed in his direction. And while it looks like he's about to stab him, Blitzo actually cuts the tape off of him as well, freeing his arms. He throws him the knife.

Blitzo: Now stop bitching while I work this.

From below, Blitzo observes his surroundings; an imp on a forklift, imps playing on a pool table, a muscular imp stacking a card tower, and a few more demons lounging -- from there, he spots the remote that should control the cage.

Blitzo: Ahhh, bingo!

Fizz: So what now, genius?

Blitzo: (points down) See that remote?

Fizz: (looking at it) I mean, I could stretch down there...

Blitzo: No, no... I have a better idea.

Blitzo shakes the cage, causing some boxes to fall. This would create a domino effect, as the boxes collapse nearby a few demons, throwing his beer mug in the air. As the muscular imp finishes his card tower, the rest of the demons cheer, but the moment is quickly ruined as the beer mug knocks it all down; causing the muscular imp, in a fit of rage, to pull out a gun and shoot nearly everywhere and everyone.

Mafia Imp: Keep it down! I'm shooting an 8-ball over here!

Forklift Imp: What's going on--

As the gunfire continues, the imp on the forklift gets shot, causing the truck to spin out of control, knocking everything in its way.

Mafia Imp: SHUT THE FUCK UP--

He notices the forklift approaching him.

Mafia Imp: Oh, fuck me...

The forklift knocks him in the air in slow motion with a few pool balls in motion, while Fizzarolli and Blitzo are observing the whole situation, with the latter enjoying popcorn. Amidst the explosion, the white cue ball lands on the scaffolding rolls closer to the far end of the warehouse. Blitzo shifts Fizzarolli's head to see where this goes, with the cue ball making a stop, right above the remote. As it falls over, it's about to hit the "DOWN" button as music is heard from outside.

Crim: Does anyone else hear that?

At that moment you crash through the wall in the tiger shark's car with said tiger shark chained to the grill as this song plays on the radio.

https://youtu.be/X3-H5jGoags

You drive the car around, running over some of the henchmen and making the shelves fall down blocking the hole you made, then you slam on the breaks making the car turn 180° and slam into another henchman, making him flip end over end, before stepping out and brandishing your shotgun with Satan's Breath buckshot that has hellfire in each shell setting your targets on fire.

Fizz: Show-off.

Blitzo: Oh FUCK YEAH, Y/N to the fucking rescue!

Fizz: Hey, genius! How are we gonna get out now?!

At that moment you hit the "down" button on the remote causing the cage to immediately drop and collapse. As the smoke subsides, Fizzarolli coughs while Blitzo dusts himself off while smirking, knowing his employee, someone Fizz hates, had freed them. Fizzarolli just flips him off.

Suddenly, Crim and his goons came in upon hearing the commotion. Crimson lifts up a cucumber slice to see you have freed Blitzo and Fizzarolli and are tearing shit up.

Crim: THE FUCK?! GET THEM!!

One of the goons fires a net gun aimed at Fizzarolli, but Blitzo pushes him out of the way. He grabs his hand to escape from the rapid gunfire. Blitzo spots a nearby gun and fires back. While Fizzarolli makes a run for it, two of the goons push down some boxes to prevent him from escaping, causing him to run back where he came from. As a bigger demon approaches him, he throws a juggling stick, and blows an air horn. But he still gets caught, then throws a banana peel, but no one slips on it.

Fizz: Augh! This usually works! (struggling to break free) Goddamnit!

Y/N: You're beyond useless here!

Fizz: Oh suck a dick, you- 

He's cut off as one of the Mafia Imps approaches, about to hit him with a cane.

Fizz: FUCK!

You shoot and kill both the bigger demon and the imp with the cane.

Y/N: You're welcome!

You continue shooting more goons as Fizz tries to slip away only to bump into Blitzo.

Blitzo: What the fuck, Fizz?! How is someone this flexible, this useless in combat?!

Blitzo dodges every one of the mafia's attacks with Fizzarolli beneath him.

Fizz: I'm a performer! I sing, I dance, I promote products that I don't actually use... I don't do danger!

A loan shark grabs him only for you to blow off the shark's head with your shotgun.

Y/N: What a pussy.

Blitzo: One of the rare occasions we agree on something. Good to know you're still a wimpy circus-puss.

Fizz: (growls) I'd give you a comeback but that'd imply I give a shit what you think.

Blitzo: You always cared what I thought!

Fizz: (chuckles) After what you did to me?

Y/N: Save your lover's spat for when we aren't about to die!

You shoot a few more goons then one charges forward, you bring up your shot gun but it's out of ammo so you hit the goon in the face with the butt of the shotgun then you hit him again before shoving the barrel of the shotgun into his chest pinning him to the wall. The goon swings at you but you block and punch him in the throat, stunning him long enough for you to load a full magazine and blowing a hole in his chest setting him on fire from the Satan's Breath. You shoot a few more sharks and imps until the magazine from your shotgun gets shot off. You turn and see that it was Striker who gives you a cocky smirk until you use your handgun to shoot off his hat. You go off to face him leaving Blitz-O and Fizz to themselves as they climb up ladders and run along the shelves.

Blitzo: I didn't do anything! It was an accident!

Fizz: AN ACCIDENT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Cut to a flashback showing a younger Fizzarolli on a circus ball, while balancing spinning plates on sticks.

Fizz: *off-screen* You always had it out for me, because people liked me better!

A younger Blitzo looks from the side of the tent with a jealous mood. Cut to a similar scene, but with the two as teenagers, where Cash Buckzo hands teen Fizzarolli a birthday card, with the front reading, "Wish you were my son".

Fizz: You wanted me gone, because you were jealous! Just wanting the spotlight!

Teen Fizzarolli looks over to Blizo with a smile as he waves to him, but teen Blitzo looked at him with envy and hatred as he turns his back on him with the curtains flapping at his wake and green fire was caught on fire.

Fizz: *still offscreen* I looked up to you, I thought you were my best friend...

The fire spreading quickly with the other circus performers including Cash Buckzo screaming and dashing for the nearest exits while young Fizzarolli was knocked to the ground and quickly scrambled away to escape from the advancing fire.

Fizz: YOU RUINED MY LIFE!

Scene cuts to a brief moment of a box full of fireworks mislabeled "FIYAWOIKS" and teen Fizzarolli opening to flap in hopes of a way to escape from the burning arson but was met with the fireworks and without any time to react, the fireworks exploded before Fizzarolli 's eyes and the whole circus burst into flames with his clown nose flying towards the screen.

Fizz: And then you just left me....

Once Fizzarolli's clown nose heads to the camera and transitions to show a mangled and nearly lifeless Fizzarolli dragging his blooded body desperately towards to teen Blitzo who was standing in front of him with his left hand covering one part of his hand after the explosion.

Fizz: I lost so much because of you,

Next the two shots capture Fizzarolli's broken horns disintegrating and chipping off with the camera turning to focus on staring at Fizzarolli's eye watering with pain and desperation that had the silhouette of teen Blitzo in the middle of his pupil as he turned his back on Fizzarolli.

Fizz: And you selfish piece of shit...

And young Fizzarolli stretched his hand out desperately for help from his brother-in-arms while his whole arm was still caught on fire and badly burning bleeding and showing his bones.

Fizz: YOU DIDN'T EVEN CARE!

Showing the next scene of seeing through Fizzarolli's eyes as he watches Blitzo run the opposite direction away from Fizzarolli towards another blazing tent while Fizzarolli slowly closed his eyes.

Blitzo: I DID CARE!

Now cutting to the present day with Blitzo turning around to face Fizzarolli with tears in his eyes, Fizzarolli appeared mildly taken aback at Blitzo's revelation.

Blitzo: It WAS an accident! IT WAS!

One of Crimson's henchmen climbs up from a nearby aisle with his gun pointed at the two Imps direction, Fizzarolli reacted quickly and grabs Blitzo as his robotic limbs extended to avoid the numerous bullets the henchman was shooting at them then Fizzarolli swings himself and Blitzo under one of the shelves just as another henchman crawled up next to his comrade.

Blitzo: Ok, you're right, it was all my fault, ok?

The two taking a breath while taking cover behind some boxes.

Blitzo: I... I should've done more to help, I was... I was trying...

Fizzarolli slowly grows less agitated as he listens on to Blitzo's explanations

Blitzo: There was so much going on... I was trying to get help, Fizz, I just...

He looks down with a sorrowful sigh.

Blitzo: It was still my fault...

Fizz still gives him a look of disapproval.

Fizz: Glad you could admit it. Want a medal?

Blitzo: Look, I'm sorry, Fizz....

A brief flashback jumping back to the past but only this time in Blitzo's perspective as he turned away from brother-in-arms and gazed down at a letter with a rose in his hand which was meant for Fizzarolli, marching off with angry tears as Blitzo shoved an imp aside with a birthday cake which caused him to drop the cake and set aflame to the circus tents.

Blitzo: I am so sorry you got hurt....

Teen Blitzo threw the letter to the ground aggressively while the imp that was holding the birthday cake was attempting to put out the catching flames as the camera shifts to the right to set on a trio of purple, green and pink demon horses chilling on the other side, not until the green one shrieks and caused the other spooked horses to flee.

Blitzo: I'm sorry for what you lost, and I... I know I can never make it right...

Teen Blitzo threw the letter to the ground aggressively while the imp that was holding the birthday cake was attempting to put out the catching flames as the camera shifts to the right to set on a trio of purple, green and pink demon horses chilling on the other side, not until the green one shrieks and caused the other spooked horses to flee.

The scene soon settles on a chaotic mayhem with imps running and screaming for safety as Blitzo looks around in a state of shock in front of the SAME tent that Fizz was in when the fireworks exploded. The impact causes him several burning scars, covering his left eye.

Blitzo: But you have no idea what I lost in that fire...

When directing his fellow circus performers and then turning over to one specific tent that was engulfed entirely in green flames, he shows pure fear and concern on his face as his past self rushes over to the tent and the scene cuts to a photo of him and Barbie Wire hugging their mother as the fire burns up the photo, all but stating that Tilla died in the fire, and now shows the present day.

Blitzo: I mean it's... it's all my fault, I'd hate me too... (shedding a tear)

Fizz looks up at Blitzo with a sorrowful expression, but Blitzo quickly wipes away the tear before Fizz could even acknowledge it.

Blitzo: I mean I do hate-- SHIIIIIIIIIIT!

A goon appeared out of nowhere and held Blitzo in a headlock with a smug grin but it was short-lived (literally) as Blitz pulled the gun under his captor's chin and blew up his head up off screen, with Fizzarolli witnessing it happen and the two imps put their heads back into the game as the duo scampered through the shelf hurriedly.

Fizz: So, why didn't you try to tell me any of this? Or come see me?! Even once would've been fine!

Blitzo: I tried... You were all I had left, Fizz. But they told me you didn't want to see me.

Fizz: I never told them that!

Blitzo: Bullshit... You didn't?

Fizz: No! And no one told me you came!

Eventually, they both share a look of realization.

Both: Oooohhh....

A/N: Either Cash or Barbie Wire kept them apart. It couldn't have been Mammon since Blitzo and Fizz hadn't seen each other for 15 years, and Fizz had been winning the Clown pageant for 10 years. He probably had to go through a lot of physical therapy, not to mention getting used to his new robotic limbs. And because he hadn't won, Mammon wouldn't have had reason to exploit him yet.

A goon climbs up the ladder and attempts to attack Blitzo and Fizzarolli only for Blitzo to shoot him in the face.

Blitzo: (panicked) WAAAOOOHHH, CHRIST ON A STICK!

Two other demons walk up to the dead demon on the floor below them.

Fizzarolli: TRYING TO HAVE A FUCKIN' EMOTIONAL MOMENT, HERE!

Meanwhile you're fighting Striker.

You have your gun out and are maneuvering around the shelves when you hear the click of a revolver and narrowly dodge Striker's shot.

Striker: Getting better, boy. I almost gave you matching-

He's cut off as shoot back grazing his cheek. 

Y/N: You're slipping, you broke back fucking wannabe!

A shark tries to jump you only for you to shoot him in the chest and again in the face then another shark jumps you but you manage to grab him midair and use him as a meat shield to block Striker's shots. You then throw the shark's corpse as Striker and take a shot at him but he manages to dodge it and return fire which you duck and take cover from with Striker doing the same. 

The two of you maneuver around and take shots whenever you get a clear view eventually ending with you standing face to face. You both take your shots only to realize you're both out of ammo. 

Striker goes for his other revolver but you throw your gun at his face which bounces back for you to catch and holster as you draw your katana. Striker sees just in time to draw his knife and block your katana. You push against each other until you spit in his face followed by a punch leaving him open for you to cut him across the chest.

Striker: (pained) YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Y/N: That's only the beginning.

You go for another slash but Striker manages to dodge. This continues with the two of you trading slashes and landing a few cuts on each other. 

It cuts back to Stolas and Asmodeus still talking with Crimson's lawyer about the contract. Asmodeus looks at his watch as time flies by, not looking very happy. Stolas is walking around the room holding the contract and lecturing.

Stolas: Okay, so! I believe this draft allows for some factory ownership, specifically located in the Greed Ring... With allocated funds going to your client for the foreseeable future... While ensuring the safe return of one "Fizzarolli."

Stolas slams the contract on the table while saying this, sliding it towards the lawyer.

Greed Lawyer: Yeah, sure, sounds good... Now lemme just re-read thissssssuh...

The lawyer drank out of his white coffee mug which said "Live Laugh Law". Asmodeus was getting impatient by the time.

Asmodeus: HURRY UP!

Greed Lawyer: Yelling won't make me read faster!

Asmodeus was starting to turn red with his flames getting higher. Stolas, who was startled by this, quickly stomped on the flames.

Back with you as you force Striker back causing him to fall near Crim.

Crim: You're seriously having trouble killing a fucking mutt?!

They both look to see you loading your handgun.

Y/N: Why am I not surprised to see you two in bed together.

Crim: Hey, I ain't in to that fagget shit!

You take a shot at Striker causing him to jump out of the way leaving Crim alone.

Y/N: That homophobe shit makes you look really fucking gay.

Crim: I ain't into dudes!

Y/N: Sure you're not, you fairy fuck.

Before Crim can say or do anything you grab by the throat.

Y/N: I could kill you right now but that's not really my choice to make now, is it? However I don't Moxxie will mind if I fuck you up a bit.

You lift Crim up and slam him into shelves and other objects and even use him to beat one of his sharks. Crim slips out of your grasp and draws a gun only for you to grab his wrist and twist it to the side, making him drop the gun before twisting it back and forcing his arm to bend the wrong way as well as dislocating his shoulder.

Crim: YOU SICK TWISTED FUCK!

Y/N: Don't worry, your boyfriend will take care of you.

It cuts back to Blitzo and Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli threw a goon far, and he was back-to-back with Blitzo. Goons were running at them both.

Fizzarolli: Misunderstanding or no, it's hard to just forgive you.

Fizzarolli grabs Blitzo and pulls him closer to the goons as Blitzo kills them.

Fizzarolli: It's BEEN fifteen years and.... That's so much time... But!

Fizzarolli continued to fling Blitzo around in his flexible, robotic hands as Blitzo continued to shoot the goons.

Fizzarolli: I guess you didn't really ruin my life.

Blitzo: What, you're telling me getting BLOWN UP didn't ruin your life?

Fizzarolli: It was painful *hits goon with Blitzo* and challenging, and y'know *puts Blitzo down* FUCK YOU STILL. but, it's not like I'm broken, and I now have someone who understands me and-

Fizzarolli and Blitzo fight more goons before landing to the ground.

Fizzarolli: My life has actually been pretty great.

Blitzo: Yeah, that's lovely. you got a good thing going with that horny rooster fucker don't ya?

Fizz: oh yeah, it's been...*blushes* fantastic. *fluster* cause, ya know, it's a great gig! Hehe, and he's got the BIGGEST COCK! Ya know, like *stretches arms to form shape of testicals* MASSIVE! I mean imagine like *stretches arms to sides* the BIGGEST! just a *makes arms into circle* GIANT, HUGE, like a KAIJU! *Kaiju roar in background* b-but it's a cock, ya know what I mean? like a BIG monster! it's BIG *motions handjob with hands* it's HUGE-

Blitzo: 'kay, I get it, I get it! *puts hand on his shoulder* look I'm really happy for ya, Fizz.

Fizz looks at Blitzo's hand on his shoulder and smiles at him, until the goons start to slowly corner them when Crim comes flying in out of nowhere with you landing next to Fizz and Blitzo.

Crim: If ya wanna prove yourself, you fucking cowboy, here's your chance!

Striker smirks while gritting his teeth and walks towards them

Striker: You two have been a pain in my ass long enough.

Striker's sclera glows menacingly.

Striker: NOW, I'm gon' break you like a FUCKIN' HORSE!

He grabs his rope and pulls it. Fizzarolli looked a little concerned.

Y/N: Says the broke back bitch who's failed twice and is currently failing his third.

Striker angrily glares at you.

Blitzo: Ohhhh, don't you dare talk sexy to ME.

Fizz: You're still on the horse thing?!

Y/N: (to Fizz) He's *always* been like that?!

Fizz: Don't get me started.

Striker laughs as he, Crimson, and the goons corner you more.

Blitzo: Fizz! Remember how you used to distract my dad so I could steal his booze?

Fizz: I mean, yeah? Why?

Blitzo: Yeah, well, I need to get up to that window there to bust us out.

Blitzo points at the window as Striker continues to uncannily and slowly corner them.

Fizz: Ohohooo! One distraction, comin' up!

https://youtu.be/MDB5eFskLBg

Fizzarolli makes everyone besides you and Blitzo look at him as the music to "Look at This" begins as you re engage your fight with Striker.

Fizz: (singing) When I was a young boy, I never thought it would come to this.

He gets up and is in between three goons, looking at both of them with his arms around them both. At the next line, Fizzarolli grabs onto Crim by his injured arm.

Fizz: (singing) The scars all seem to heal...

He goes somewhere else and grabs onto it with his flexible arms while you and Striker are grappling with each other leading to grabbing him and bulldozing through random objects.

Fizz: (singing) And soon all I feel is regret.

He climbs on top of it.

Fizzarolli: (singing) And noooow, I'm a grown man.

He slides on the floor in front of the goons and Crim.

Fizz: (singing) I've lost it all again!

He climbs on the boxes, which in this case is his one of many "stages".

Fizz: (singing) But what I'll miss the most...

Blitzo climbs on a box and throws small things of trash like banana peels and candy wrappers, which is being used as confetti, over Fizzarolli meanwhile you and Striker are in a knife fight with you using a karambit.

Fizz: (singing) Pay close attention, while you get a look at... this!

Fizz takes out Blitzo's keychain with a golden unicorn figurine on it. Blitzo then sneaks around as Fizzarolli gets out a treasure map.

Fizz: Yeah, look at this!

Fizzarolli notices Blitzo and stretches to above the mob and turns the heads of two of them in the direction opposite of Blitzo.

Fizz: Then, look at that!

Fizz then gets out a funny looking hat and puts it on his head.

Fizz: Hehey, here's a hat!

Fizz takes the hat off and twirls while in the background Blitzo scoots across.

Fizz: This nonsense mostly doesn't mean a thing!

Striker begins to turn towards Fizz and Blitzo but you grab his tail and swing him around and throw him into shelves of boxes.

Fizz: But, listen closely, maybe it explains everything!

Fizz rolls down a projector screen that first shows an illuminati sign, then an ad for bitcoin. a computer screen with his silhouette then passes as Fizzarolli then does the Squidward interpretive dance.

Fizz: The secret to Bitcoin, computers, and microchips.

He stretches towards one of the mafia members and gives him a gold coin, making his eyes sparkle.

Fizz: The key to the future

Fizz leaps in between the members before landing in between striker and crimson.

Fizz: If you only look at this!

Fizz gives Striker and Crim two gold coins. striker looks at his blankly whilst crimson bites into his.

Fizz: Riches untold, you'll have dollars of gold!

Fizz stretches up to see Blitzo create a tower of cardboard boxes to the window. Meanwhile Striker is on your back putting you in a chokehold but you jump and fall back landing on Striker making him let go.

Fizz: If you focus on me, as the story unfolds!

The screen becomes distorted before revealing Fizzarolli's face in front of the screen.

Fizz: LOOK AT THIS!

Fizz leaps to the mafia gang's left and holds up a random book with a star pentagram.

Fizz: I HOLD THE KEY TO THE MYSTERY!

Fizz uses his limbs to constrict the whole gang like a snake.

Fizz: LOOK AT THIS!

Fizz stretches into Crimson's face, random colors appear in Fizzarolli's eyes before going into Crimson's.

Fizz: LOOK AT NOTHING EXCEPT FOR ME!

Fizz releases the mafia gang, whilst making them spin rapidly in place.

Fizz: LOOK AT THIS!

Fizz holds a flashlight up to his face making rabid sounds, as his shadow becomes a massive beast.

[unintelligible growling]

Fizz: THAT WAS GIBBERISH!

Fizz sits on a pile of boxes while still holding the flashlight.

Fizz: BLITZO, HURRY THE FUCK UP! Y/N, KILL THAT FUCKER AND HELP! 

Fizz leaps atop of a massive case and looks to Blitzo who is trying to open the window with a blowtorch.

Fizz: I don't know how long I can do this!

Blitzo: I'mma need another sixty seconds!

Fizz: Aw, fuck!

Fizz stands up as the goons look up to him.

Fizz: Okay, the thing that I'm trying to say I will say if you look this way...

He points them all to a large corner of boxes, where a hellspider spins its web. Fizz grows anxious, his armpits sweating, and wiping his forehead with a string of hankies as he thinks of something.

Fizz: Uh, you know it's uh...just as Nonna (Grandma) Fizzarolli used to say...

Fizz leaps down, grabbing a wig and fluffy neck collar as he proceeds to sing in crude Italian.

Fizz: Puzza lasagna (Stink lasagna)

Crim, being a mob boss and therefore fluent in Italian, is disgusted by what Fizzarolli was saying. The reptilian goon becomes lovestruck over Fizzarolli singing Italian.

Fizz: Contorni, limoncello (Side dish, limoncello)

Fizz walks past Crim who has his hand up and does a "are you kidding" gesture as he looks to Striker who is equally confused until you regain his attention from swinging your karambit at him.

Fizz: Fortepiano (Loud, soft)

Fizz stretches his arms and pulls crimson in as he puts his collar around his neck.

Fizz: Buongiorno, ada Vongole (Good morning, with clams)

Blitzo tries to break the window with the blowtorch, but he drops it and it falls to the bottom.

Fizz: Luigi, Firenze, Bucatini (Luigi, Florence, Bucatini)

Fizz sheds his wig as he sings atop a pile of boxes, some of the mafia goons cry at his italian, clearly not knowing what they mean.

Fizz: Cingale~ (Wild boar~)

Blitzo looks to a box across from him labeled dynamite and grabs a stick.

Fizz: Cingale~ (Wild boar~)

Blitzo smirks as he shoves the dynamite into the window. At the same time, Fizz gets out a cake and shoves his face into it.

Fizz: So, look at... this!

At this point even you and Striker are watching as Fizz stretches up to striker with a bouquet of flowers that spray at him, while earth pigeons fly out of his sleeve and you punch Striker across the jaw.

Fizz: Please, look at this!

Fizz grows more and more upset, as he grabs striker by the collar and holds his hands on his head as Blitzo walks the columns above him carrying a detonator.

Fizz: I am running out of places I can take this bit!

Fizz juggles while balancing plates atop of sticks.

Fizz: So, look at this! Look at my face!

Fizzarolli stretches up to them revealing smudged makeup, making everyone back away. fizzarolli cries as he is atop a stack of boxes.

Fizz: I regret every event that got me in this place

Blitzo throws a stick of dynamite at fizzarolli, which not only he notices, but the mafia goons who look up to blitzo, who flips them off, causing them to draw their guns.

Fizz: This little song is driving me insane.

The gang fires at Blitzo, which Fizz notices.

Fizz: My exhaustion is audible

Fizz makes his left arm form a slinky before punching Striker in the face.

Fizz: Now, the ending is probable

Blitzo triggers the detonator, and the window explodes into a massive escapable hole.

Fizz: CUZ' THIS RUSE IS IMPOSSIBLE to maintain,

Fizz stretches up, allowing Blitzo to leap onto his back.

Fizz: So, fuckinggggg...

Fizz leans back, and slingshots forward into the hole with blitzo riding on his back, with the mafia gang watching.

Fizz: BYE-BYE!

Fizz and Blitzo flip everyone else off as they head out. As that happened, the whole building started caving in. One of the goons put his hat on his chest knowing this was the end, and Alessio put his hand in front of a visibly confused yet surprised Crimson as the entire warehouse collapsed on top of them all. While this is going on you and Striker re-engage your fight while trying to escape. Outside, Fizzarolli and Blitzo both were running free, laughing as well. They both stop, panting.

Fizz: You know, you're actually pretty good at this action-hero bullshit!

Blitzo: And you really know how to put on a show! (gasp) Which is almost (gasp) as impressive as the thing you said I was good at!

Fizz laughs, then stops when they both find a broken truck. They both give each other a smirk. Blitzo breaks the window as they both head over to the truck and fix it. Blitzo climbs over the front of the car and opens the door for Fizz.

Blitzo: I guess, royal jesters first?

Fizz bites his lip a little while looking away and somewhat covering his mouth before heading into the passenger's seat until he was dragged away by a rope abruptly. Blitzo screams and looks out the window. He heard Fizz screaming and gets on the roof of the car and points a gun at the smoke just as you run into the scene aiming your own gun.

Blitzo: Get... Your... FUCKING shit-stain claws off him!

Behind the smoke was Striker with Fizzarolli in his arm, laughing maniacally with his revolver in his other hand.

Striker: You think I'm just gon' let you get away after all this?

He spins the revolver in his hand then points it at Fizzarolli's cheek.

Striker: I'm THROUGH losin' these fights! This worthless little pet REEKS of his over-bloated master... I'll at least enjoy gettin' of im'!

Fizz smiles nervously.

Fizz: Okay... Is it bad that I'm getting hard?

Y/N: (to Blitzo) You two have serious fucking problems.

Striker digs the revolver deeper in Fizzarolli's cheek, as you gesture to Blitzo showing two gasoline cans behind Striker.

Striker: SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHY'S IT ALWAYS A SEX THING?

Blitzo sweats a little and you both shoot the gasoline can. Striker slowly turns away with a scared look and then the gasoline can blow up. Fizz flew and hit a billboard and fell on the ground with green flames surrounding it. There were flames on Striker as he was on the ground, making worried critter noises as you closed in on him. Blitzo looks at Fizz, who is still surrounded by flames like he was before his friendship with Blitzo ended many years ago. He tried to use his robotic limbs to reach a car being hung, but he couldn't reach it. His arm electrocuted as he began crying.

Blitzo: FIIIIZZZZZ!!!!

Blitzo rolled on a barrel and jumped off, grabbing onto swinging bars and jumping off of cars. He ran across the metal slope and used his tail to hang on the crane hook, reaching out for Fizz. They successfully grab hands and get flung in the air. They grab onto each other as they are about to fall until Fizz stretches his robotic arm and grabs onto the crane, making them land on it. Blitzo tries to comprehend what just happened until Fizz angrily and violently shakes him while yelling.

Fizz: YOU BLEW ME UP AGAIN, YOU FUCKIN' PRICK!

Blitzo: I did... But this time, I stuck around.

Fizz pushes him away while looking away, then smiles and hugs him with his robotic arms. Blitzo, who wasn't expecting it, hugged him back while crying a bit.

Blitzo: Wooooould iiit.... Fuck up the moment if we made out right now?

Fizz pushes him away, with his hands still on his stomach while giving him a glare. Blitzo gives him a nervous but smug smirk but it's interrupted by them being surrounded by the remainder of Crim's thugs.

It cuts to Striker as he finishes putting out the fire as you take a shot at him but you miss causing him to scramble and run for it as you take more shots. You manage to braze Striker's leg but it's your last round so you resort to your katana as Striker crawls through a drainage pipe to escape. You're about to crawl in after him.

Y/N: I'm gonna draw this out you son of a bitch.

At that moment you hear Blitzo screaming.

Blitzo: Y/N! We can really use your John Wick skills right now!

You look back and see Blitzo and Fizz struggling to fight off the thugs then look to see Striker slipping away. You look back and forth between the two before closing your eyes, furrowing your brow, and gritting your teeth then snarl.

Back with Blitzo and Fizz, they've been beaten down with Blitzo out of ammo and Fizz in his weakened state.

Blitzo: Damnit, Y/N, where the fuck are you?!

Fizz: So much for -

He's cut off when a shark smacks him.

Shark: There's no one coming to save you! Now let's-

Your katana goes through the back of his head and out his mouth then you pull it up splitting his head in two then you cut another thug in half then a third thug charges you only for you to stab your katana through the top of his head through his body and nailing him to the ground. 

An imp takes aim at you but you rush forward, dodging the shit, and getting behind the imp where you dig your claws into his back picking him up and breaking his spine before throwing him to another thug. 

The thug is holding his dead comrade then looks up just in time to see you running towards him and shove your hand through his face and out the back of his head then a shark tries to jump down on you but you grab him by the ankle and swing him like a ragdoll so hard that his head splatters on the ground. The final thug takes a swing at you but you dodge, then block his second hit and end it by grabbing his head and doing this.

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Blitzo & Fizz: O_O Jesus fucking Christ.

Y/N: Come you fucking ass clowns.

You grab both Blitzo and Fizz then push them to Crim's car where you rip off the door and hotwire it.

Fizz: Hey-

Y/N: Get in the fucking car right fucking now!

Blitzo and Fizz fearfully get in the backseat then you peel out. As you drive back to Lust Blitzo and Fizz talk amongst themselves in whispers.

Fizz: What's his problem all of a sudden?

Blitzo: You remember that cowboy fuck?

Fizz: Yeah, how can I forget?

Blitzo: He killed Y/N's father.

Fizz: O_O

Blitzo: If I had to guess, he had to let him escape to save us.

Fizz just looks at you having a whole new perspective.

It goes back to Stolas, Asmodeus, and Crim's lawyer. Stolas was asleep with a contract on his head, snoring like an owl. There were the fake contracts all over the table, and Asmodeus was exhausted and pissed. He checked the time again as the lawyer took another sip from his coffee, then Asmodeus stood up and slammed the table, immediately waking Stolas up.

Ozzie: THAT'S IT!

Ozzie grabs the lawyer by the shirt as the flames grew higher and his face became redder.

Ozzie: I'm going to fucking END YOUR LIFE!

Suddenly they hear the curtains. they turn to see you and Fizarrolli enter the scene, panting heavily while clenching his arm.

Y/N: Found your fuck toy.

You light a cigarette and take a drag.

Ozzie: Fizzy!

Ozzie shoves the Lawyer into the chair and heads to Fizz, who tears up happily.

A/N: The dainty way Ozzie walks here and says "Fizzy" always gets me, HA.

Fizz: OZZIE!!!

Ozzie scoops Fizzarolli up as they twirl around for a moment, before Fizzarolli starts smooching Asmodeus affectionately. Stolas smiles before noticing the lawyer gathering up all the contract papers before leaving.

Stolas: Get FUCKED, little one.

The lawyer then puts his briefcase on the desk trying to fit as many papers into it as he could, even stepping on it to try to close it, but he hears you behind him then turns to look at you exhaling the smoke from your cigarette.

Y/N: I have a message for your boss and his new boyfriend.

You grab the lawyer by his throat and hold him down on the desk while drawing your karambit then turn to Ozzie.

Y/N: Hope you don't mind the mess.

You turn back to the lawyer as the camera pans away and towards the horrified faces of Ozzie, Fizz, and Stolas as the lawyer screams in agony.

Lawyer: OH MY SATAN!!!

Cutting and splattering noises are heard as Ozzie, Fizz, and Stolas recoil while lightning strikes. When you finish the three of them are still horrified as you smoke your cigarette.

Y/N: Where's my fucking money?

Ozzie is brought out of his stunned state and shakily hands you a briefcase full of money.

Y/N: Pleasure doing business with you. Stolas, please open a portal to Greed, I'm certain Crim is wondering where his lawyer is.

Stolas does as you ask and you, off screen, send the lawyer through.

Y/N: Let's get the fuck out of here.

Stolas: Of course, my boy.

You and Stolas leave through another portal as it cuts to outside Ozzie's office as he leaves with Fizzarolli in his arms, closing the door behind him.

Ozzie walks out of the door with Fizzarolli in his other arm, both still horrified at what they saw you do.

Ozzie: (Sigh) I'm so glad you're okay, babe...

He nuzzles Fizzarolli, then snaps, which causes the lights to turn off.

Ozzie: You ain't never leaving the palace without protection AGAIN.

Ozzie walks down the hall with Fizzarolli while doing some romantic but not sexual actions like nuzzling. The succubi gave them shocked looks. Fizzarolli blushes from embarrassment.

Fizz: Oz... You know there's eyes around...

Ozzie: I know. I don't care. Cuz they know if they tell anyone, I'll...

He punches a statue of a nude succubus right in the dick, causing a large crack and large chunks to fall off the statue.

Ozzie: ...BREAK THEM.

After the succubi hears and sees that, they immediately leave the room. Asmodeus presses buttons on the elevator.

Fizz: Well, don't worry. Today I learned that I hate going outside!

They get on the elevator.

Ozzie: You won't have to again.

Fizz leans against his chest, somewhat frowning and looking down. Their elevator then stops as Asmodeus walks forward. The scene then cuts to the workshop as Fizzarolli sits on a table.

Fizz: Sorry for coming back all messy...

Ozzie sets down a box and opens it, and gets out a robotic arm to replace Fizzarolli's broken one.

Ozzie: You don't have to apologize for getting banged up, babe, I'm just sorry I couldn't be there.

Fizz gives a smile.

Fizz: It's okay, Oz... guess I'm just not used to this kind of thing.

Both of them sigh.

Ozzie: It's been an intense day. Just, take it easy, okay?

Fizz: Oh, it's fine, I'm fine, really! You know I bounce back fast!

Fizz giggles but then winces in pain over his broken arm, but still manages a thumbs up.

Fizz: Soooo... besides my whole scary hostage thing, how was your day?

Ozzie: Well, I was stuck with Stolas the whole time, who, by the way, asked me to give him one of my crystals as a gift for that guy you hate! So... I told him, "NO!" Mm-hmm!

As Ozzie cuts the sleeve from Fizz's broken arm, the latter takes a moment to contemplate.

Fizz: Meh... fuck it. Let him have it.

Ozzie: Excuse me?

Fizz: Yeah, why not? You could say he earned it, especially Y/N and everything he did today.

Ozzie: Alright then... ♫Anything for you...♫

Fizz: You'd be surprised at the shit that hellhound's been through.

Ozzie: Really now?

The scene shifts to Asmodeus giving Fizzarolli a new and improved robotic arm, which starts to glow as soon as it's attached. Fizzarolli starts stretching and jumping around until he lands in Asmodeus's arms, the latter walking to the door.

Fizz: Now, I don't know about you, but having a violent brush with crime has given me a whole mess of new kinks! You wanna go... "make a mess?"

Ozzie: You really think that's a good idea right now, Fizz?

Fizz: Sure... don't you?

Ozzie: Well... Obviously.

Fizz laughs as he snuggles with Asmodeus, with the doors closing in on them.

Fizz: Meow, meow, cuddle meow...

Cut to Crim, with his arm in a cast and sling, as he and Striker are yelling about who fucked up worse until Alessio speaks up.

Alessio: Sir.

Crim: What?!

Alessio: The, uh, lawyer is back.

Crim: Well bring him in! He's got a lot to answer for with-

Crim & Striker: WHAT THE FUCK?!

The lawyer shambles in, having been skinned alive by you, then falls down dead with Crim and Striker noticing a message stapled to his chest saying "The blood of Fenrir comes for you". Crim and Striker exchange a horrified look before Crim vomits out of disgust and fear.

Striker: (disgusted) Oh, come on now!

Cut to Stolas' mansion later that night as walks down the hall and stops at Octavia's room and, wanting to check on her, looks in to see her smiling in her bed and snuggled up in your arms as you give her affectionate licks making her giggle as she drifts off to sleep and you join her. Stolas smiles at this and leaves the two of you to sleep in peace.

[End episode.]