Fizzarolli's pov

It had been a few hours. Blitzo and his team have come and gone. I was hovering over Asmodeus's contact on my phone. Hesitantly, I quickly send a text.

Before Asmodeus could text me back, I powered off my phone. I didn't want him to prove Loona wrong.

Asmodeus Pov

I'm stressed beyond belief. The imps who worked for me noticed I'd begun plucking. It Was hard to ignore. Plucking feathers from my arms. Hands. Chest. Legs. i had a few unsightly bald spots. I needed to know if Fizzarolli was alright.

As soon as the thought entered my head. I received a text from... Fizzy! It was my fizzy! I quickly opened the text.

don't come looking? How did I know this wasn't some sick fuck who took fizzy's phone? torturing him? like I'll believe this. but. what if it was? but what if It wasn't? I couldn't risk the latter. Like it or not I'm going to find you fizzy. I have to be sure you're safe...