Chapter 122
Show time for another one!
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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SLAM!
"How is it hard to kill that damn imp sucking owl! Then to tell me to do nothing!" Stella snarled as she now in her bedroom.
The same bedroom she has been living in for the past few months now. Even before when her brother got his own place. It was her room even when she got married when she would visit longer. The room was always hers. It's a splendid room. Shows the richness and status of who she is.
The ice can be annoying but over time there were modifications. Just to be comfy, warm and big room for herself.
Wants to flip the bed. Smash the vanity mirror. Tear the pillows apart. Anything to get her frustration across. Would have ordered an imp in here. To clean up a mess she wants to start. Then snap so she can punish them. But Andrealphus would be displeased.
Not because he cares for them. But he gets annoyed replacing a new one and later has to be train. The servants were either getting severely hurt, broken bones or quiet.
Well, it's not her fault their fragile, weak pathetic insects! Should grovel and be happy to work for her family. Especially the ranks of the Goetias. She is a princess!
Not anymore.
Lost that title the moment he brought this divorce to court. So, during the separation she lost her title of being the princess. Just now called the former princess and sister to the Marquis. Heck, many already declaring she his ex now when it not fully processed! It is outrageous! After all she done as her position as a princess, wife and mother!
Now to lose her power, position. Yes, she still respected for who she is. All the parties she has hosted. They get together with her royal friends and companions. Even the status being the sister of Andrealphus. Along with his status he gets along greatly well with others with it being politics, social gatherings and with his appearance alone.
She still wants more. She still wants to make Stolas suffer. She deserved more after seventeen bloody long years being married to that fool. Then add the extra years having to spend time with him as child to her teenage years. A reminder this will be her life. Her duty. Her marriage being connected to that poor excuse of a man.
She could fight to gain full custody for Octavia, she would gain everything. After all, why not hit where it'll hurt harder. Along with throwing in the training she should have pushed over the years. Could have physically, verbally lashed out at him as much as she could have gotten away. Octavia would always be the sore spot but also the one to not push too hard.
But now that probably going to be flying out the table! Either it being Stolas rank, or how Octavia will be eighteen soon. It'll be her call. Even with Andrealphus help that possible won't help. The only thing that would have made it easier was Stolas death. Octavia still would have fought her back. The two of them never had a strong bond. If she could just make her understand it for the Goetias. How her father dragged her down to embarrassment. Dragging them both down from being cheated on by an imp!
Should have dragged her to those events to get ready as the Goetia heir. Besides the ones when they were all invited to go. Along with the occasions she did brings Octavia to a few gatherings to talk with the other mothers. Did make it up over the past few months when staying with her brother. Even if her daughter didn't like it. It is either living here or getting together in general. Well, she got to suck it up. Learn. This is what she is born into. She let Stolas baby her too much into being a daddy girl. None of this is her fault! It was all him. Embarrassing, imp fucking disgusting freak!
Andrealphus must have just had a bad day. That's it. Would have never let Stolas walk over him like that. Should have destroyed that recorder on the spot. Threaten him. Blackmail. Or anything they have discussed to get what she deserved. Now that all down the drain and infuriates her. She didn't want to wait!
Unless.
Rub her beak as she goes to her wardrobe. Go through her belongings as she pulls out a small notebook. Walk to her bed as she had it open up and sit down. Reach for the phone by her side. Put the numbers in as she waits.
"Business."
"Put me with someone to assassinate out of my life. Not the one you put me in as Outlaw. Their life useless now, perished and didn't even finish the job." Stella kept her voice low. As irritated as she was, she couldn't let anyone hear her. Especially Andrealphus going behind his back.
"Just one."
"For now."
"Either yes or no."
"Why you I'm the one paying?" Twist the cord around.
"Yes or no." Lack of care in their tone.
"Fine, yes. Just give me a number now. Someone who actually knows to do a damn job."
"Here."
Stella writes the number down. "They can take orders."
"Yes."
"Better. If this next one fails your all lose your business!"
Dial ended.
Just hang up on her like that! How damn rude! No matter, she has got other importance to deal with first. Put the number in and wait.
She will win.
Her eyes glowed as the other line was picked up
The next day at our favorite building in Imp City.
"Special delivery."
A stack of papers landed on the desk.
"Are you trying to break my desk in half?" Blitz stared at the papers.
"I could make that happen. Want me to grab all the boxes of bookkeeping I've done since day one."
"Can you not bitch for one day?"
"Suck it up. You're doing this with me." Pull the chair closer. Grab a few of the papers.
"Loonie why don't you come in here! You know to help out!"
"Fuck no! There already making me do the update crap on the computer!" Loona yells at her desk.
"Millie? Sallie?"
"Coffee Run. Remember. Plus, we're doing inventory on the weapons soon. Now pick up the pen and start signing."
Blitz grumbled as he looked at the paperwork. I'm already getting a headache with complicated words here and there. But sign it anyways.
Sign.
Sign.
Sign.
Sign.
"So, how it go yesterday."
"Just talking." Eyes scan the paperwork. "So, you two friends now?"
Stare at the paperwork a little longer. To keep his eyes on the papers. Not the imp in front of him. "It's a bit odd. But don't have to hear their dirty talk. It would get so disgusting."
Moxxie makes no comment on that.
"Even if he being a weirdo."
"Aren't you one too?"
"How dare you! You're the weirdo!"
"I know I am."
"You're no fun when you say stuff like that." Blitz pouts as he taps his pen on the paper. It would look better with a few doodles.
"Good."
"Can you try to- "
"I meant good you two trying to fix things up." Place a few finished papers down.
Blitz blink not fully sure what to say about that but wave it off.
It did in a way feel at ease. Even if there are some small doubts that eat up in his head. The past relationships for example. It is either family, friends or serious dating. But this was a step of sorts.
It was kind of terrifying.
A different feeling when it's about Moxxie. That still makes him have moments they'll leave. Then push it under the rug. To just not think about it. Moxxie not leaving. Striker doesn't want to think about it. Could almost put him with the others that screwed him over. He was even making sure it didn't get IMP involved. Still, was that trust that'll be hard to get back? Whether they are alive or not.
Stolas he knows can do better than him. It either being a companions or sex buddy. Yet, in the end Stolas always came back. It was confusing. Irritating. Made him just want to drink till he throws up. Well, not as crazy like before when he to Glutton. Just wants no screw ups. Because that always comes back to bite him somehow. Does seem like this time it won't be Stolas.
It was an odd chance for the both of them again.
Blitz kept cursing out the paperwork, groans and complains. Millie and Sallie returned with drinks. Let them be while they get their own thing done in the meeting room
"Soooooo, I was thinking. How about one day all of us, besides Loonie, go clubbing."
"Not going."
"Come on! We can give. Sallie the city version of a party. Get our freak on! Chill, drinking, questionable choices and random hookups in the bathroom. Heck, maybe no drunk attempt from kiss-"
Moxxie snap the pen.
Oh shit. Wouldn't it be an issue if he had an answer to a certain thespian relationship? But now wants that's words to get back inside their throat now. I mean they wouldn't mind with the lack of alcohol this time. Did it feel colder here? Or pressure slowly coming closer, closer to suffocate him.
Blitz smiles as he leans further back away into their chair. About to press the emergency buttons underneath. He can't see their faces or their heads down. Try to figure out how to possibly get out this alive. Sure, they could tease or throw in a quick prank. Insults? Sexual favor? No, that's getting him into this now! A 15-cent raise? Who he kidding they don't give a crap about money!
"Blitz! We got a client here!"
Blitz gets up quickly and zooms to the door. "Right this way! Will talk in the meeting room!"
"Um isn't that your office- "The sinner face grabbed to be eye level with Blitz.
"I'm not going back in there and be pulled apart till I'm nothing but a sausage casing."
"Hey let go y- "
SWOOSH!
Blitz, the Sinner held on to each other as an item zoom pass the room. Impale on to the wall is half the broken pen. Then also impale a fly. Both turn to see Blitz office dark besides a pair of eyes that glowing.
"Oops I lost my pen."
"Damn dude what you do." The sinner whispered in fear.
"My mouth doesn't know when to stop." Blitz whispered back.
"Aint that the truth." Loona grunts and back to texting.
SLAM!
"Moxxie hey that's my office!" Blitz pushed the sinner away and try to get in to their office. The door was locked. "Hey you can't lock me out! That's my personal space! I have things in there that are hidden and shouldn't be seen! I will break this door down! I have my rights!"
"Um so should I just wait or- "
"Don't talk to me." Loona growled as she sees him back way. She did point her hand to the meeting room. "Talk to the ones in there to help you out on what to do. Get you details ready along with money."
Turn to see Millie poke her head up and wave them over. "Right this way! Come tell us who you want poison, strangle, electrocuted, stuff in a coffin with rats, stabbed, shot, all the above or other options to look over!"
"IM GONNA BUST THIS DOOR DOWN MOXXIE I WILL!"
The sinner walks off as he goes to the meeting room. In the background as Blitz moving back and charge to the door.
It open
Moxxie ducks down as Blitz lungs inside their office. In cartoon style the painting hits their wall. Splatt like a bug as his tail twitched. Falls onto their chair.
"Ow."
"I've finished it all for the day. Just signed the rest."
"I think I swallowed a tooth."
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Done!
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