Hello everyone!

Doing another bundle load request!

Remember some of the requests aren't canon with the story (that includes Version 2), drabbles and you know what I mean. So, just enjoy, read and probably yell in the background. Summary for each request will be short.

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, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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(Requestby  MLDmoonlight Request:If it's alrightMaybe one Millie's dad becomes aware of Just how strong Moxxie/Error werebecause he slips a bit on their control of their strength because of some jerkor something. (Honestly, I Just wanted to see Joe's reaction If Moxxie/Errorsnapped lol) Joe was grumbling a bit while driving the truck. Now he usually doesn't mind such deliveries. After all, did quite well on the farm this month. Plus, it was a day where not a lot of farm help was around. So, it didn't bother him too much.

What bothered him was that he was forced to drag along. Millie, even his wife, told him to bring them along.

Moxxie.

It was so awkward to say the least. Moxxie was only at the farm because Millie invited them as she was coming down for a visit. Then something about getting their mind out a dark dump. Didn't ask too much about it. Not their business. But did you notice when anyone in the family asked about Striker. He would walk out of the room.

The other thing that was also awkward, felt suffocating, is the pair of them together. The last time it was just the two of them was that last talk and encountered. That one Joe silently wishes that talk would turn differently. He indeed crossed the line on that one. Even Lin got on his ass as that was low and better hope, she doesn't arrange his funeral if Moxxie Ma found out.

Yet, it never did happen. Then again, a lot of events were happening around that time. Almost forgot it. Till his oldest daughter told him Moxxie going to ride with him.

Here the two are in tense silence in the truck with the radio on.

Joe tries not to pay attention to Moxxie just the road. He got other things his mind got to figure out. Work. Maintenance. Farming.

"You're about to run out of gas."

Dammit now he remembers what he forgot to do! He stares at the meter to see he was close. A low sigh. Well, not too far from a station. Soon we arrived and parked at a pump. Hands money to Moxxie. "Go tell them pump 2."

Moxxie goes to do that while Joe gets ready to fuel the car. Good the pump won't be a issue today.

"Hey old geezer move it!"

"Who you calling you hogs?" Joe turns to see three motorcyclists.

"Who else that's out here."

"Move this junk so we can fill up our bikes."

"You can wait until I'm done." Starts to fuel up until he heard the footsteps closer. Turn as he growled at three. "Get lost before I rip you apart!"

"Ha! Three again one you old man."

"Why you little shi- "Stop seeing them bring up a gun.

"Now get before I shoot the fuel line." Smirk

"Cheap ass trick." Along with stupid as it would blow them all up.

"Move it- "

"Leave."

The three turn their heads around to see Moxxie right by their bikes.

"Stay out this you little rat."

"Yeah, the adults are talking."

"But hey if want to stand by our bikes to give them shine be our guest." The three laughed.

WOOSH!

"GAH!"

"ACK!"

"GAWK!"

"I said leave" Moxxie eyes pierced the stunned bandits that have one of the motorcycles laying on top of them. Walk over to kick the gun and then stomp on the hand. A loud cry of pain and cursing them out.

This is not what Jo expected. Didn't even expect someone small, weak looking to not just pick up a motorcycle like it was nothing. But to even toss it so accurately to land on the three morons.

Tank was finished being fuel up.

Drove away from the gas station to continue the current job.

"Wow. That was just wow you surprise me." Joe was still stunned and comprehending what he saw.

"They were being morons." Moxxie muttered and stared out the window. Not to phase what they done. A little stupid on their part to show their strength like that. But those three were playing a dangerous game to get a gun out with that pump. Plus, Joe is Millie Pa.

Didn't want anyone close to hers to get close. Let alone get killed.

"Are your arms hurting?"

"No."

"Didn't pull anything?"

"This 'delicate thespian' is fine."

So, they do listen indeed. He glances a little looking at their own arms that are muscular. Strong. Even with is age they have deflated slightly. Yet, he is still in good peak work to do his job, the physical labor and surviving out here.

While Moxxie arms usually covered. Always covered and don't think none of them saw skin. Yet, he felt weak, delicate and not strong. But do they carry those weapons that would be heavy? He has heard lately they have been around the desk. Not taking mission work but paperwork instead. Didn't make his views much better but clashed with what they saw. It could have been the heat of the moment.

At the end still save their life. Along with a big bill if that place got destroyed and sent to the ranch. Just to make someone pay.

"You indeed did." Glance over to see their face in the side mirror. Not looking at anything. That scarf always covers parts of their face. It was down to seeing part of their face. Along with their eyes.

Distant.

Tired.

Acceptance.

"Thank you."

"This is weird."

"Agreed."

"Can we go back to you disliking me?"

"No."

It's a start.

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(Requestby Makaru_2016 Request:what if Errorremained a skeleton (for some reason, maybe the deity/entity was distracted dueto which he returned to his original form (only a bone tail was added andperhaps horns with hooves-), but also had/left a new one. (or his old (somewhat modified) form becamehis demonic form, which due to his condition (physical and emotional) he couldnot turn off or leave until he grew up or more or less adapted to theenvironment) (only, just smaller versionof himself or something like that) and then could become a normal (as much aspossible) imp (Moxie; since it has now become a part of him), it would beinteresting how they would react to him in such a case if his found or seensomeone (or Maria) :D )

(This one is really short. I tried: (  )

Maria stared at the imp.

Huh?

Okay, last time she checked when she found and then adopted the hellborn from four years ago. They were a skeleton.

A SKELETON.

Not an Imp. Actually, scratch that walking skeleton that could have been bones of imp. It's probably possible. Even doc said so but he can't recall many imps whose bones were black. Let alone one walking just a full skeleton unless a sinner. Or flesh showing bone.

This one is indeed a imp with a familiar horn structure just like the skeleton. Leg structure is the same way just now flesh. A bone tails.

She did say skeleton, right? Adorable skeleton she will admit that she protected in this harsh ring. Always hidden from sight or when they do come out hide in that scarf. Or anything else they can find.

Now their adorable little imp is giving them a look. A look that is still Moxxie.

A serious look that over the years found ways to get it to crack.

"Chocolate?"

Face perked up while it seemed to look the same but their tail was wagging.

Yes, that is still her feral chocolate loving maniac.

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(Requestby eragorniRequest: Moxxie/Erro meets Vaggie and they end up becoming friends because Moxxie is one of the only people who speaks Spanish and isn't a complete idiot that Vaggie knows. Moxxie/Erro makes a cute outfit for Vaggie to give to Charlie. )

"You think she will like it?" Vaggie looks over the outfit.

It was solid black with light pink floral designs on a crop top. A pair of long puffy sleeves. A pair of black jeans with floral designs stitched into the design.

"How would I know?"

"Are your serious right now?" She twitches at them, almost wanted to tear the outfit for say that but didn't.

Moxxie gave her a look. "I rarely asked you about the girl. So, how would I know what she really likes besides what you telling me?"

"All right smartass I get it." The sinner huffed while moving her bang. The pink X mark on left eye yet it doesn't ruin her pretty features. Well, if anyone does meet, she will say her angry, snarling look already does.

Which would result into a mix of either being punch, a snarl, being cursed out in Spanish or maybe a spear in the face if she hasn't on hand.

A small sigh from the imp watching the moth look over the outfit. "Look you were very detailed on her 'list'. Along with thoughtful. Just let her make the decision when she sees it."

A sigh left Vaggie mouth as she rubs her forehead. "Right. Thanks again for making this."

"Mhmm." Get back to reading their book. While the moth put the gift back up in the bag.

"You want to come along when I give it to her?"

"That's a you two moment."

"I want you meet her. She's been curios you know?" Vaggie watch the imp read. Didn't expect she be friends with someone like them when she died and came to hell. The friendship wasn't easy so to speak. It still isn't sometimes.

But somehow the pair have this odd friendship. Both are different but also similar in certain ways even if the pair won't admit such things out loud. Guarded.

Don't want to be hurt.

Flip a page. "I'm fine. Its yall 8 month dating anniversary."

"You do keep up after all."

"Because you won't stop being a fangirl and worrying your butt off when a date comes up. Even a text."

"I don't fangirl!"

Vaggie indeed fangirls for her amazing girlfriend who really loves the outfit. Then face turned really pink when Charlie commented on a moth stitching on the bottom of the pant legs. That was nuzzle close with bright yellow moth.

Touche Moxxie.

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(Requestby DhehehhRequest: What if error/moxxie had been reborn in his puppet form as one of stolas' siblings?)

Paimon will admit there have been drunk one-nights stand in the past. Even in his many marriages. He is not the first with the many others of the Ars Goetia family.

One of them being with a with a solider ,whose brother, is a Goetia. The Goetia is the only one who was ranked Knight. A unique role in the Goetia as they know other besides his family legacy.

Paimon may have forgotten Furcas has a little sister. A half-littler sister. Delivn.

Do you blame him? Furcas was always good at keeping their personal lives out of the open. Een those close don't blabber their mouths to start thinking. At least nothing to destroy their reputation. They do their duties. Which is fine. Serve the ruler well.

The Knight usually wears his armor and can only see white hair and beard coming out of the black armor helmet. Occasionally he will see his vicious beast of hell horse by their side.

Now Fucas does have a half-sister that a knight as well. Delvin was not one of the 72 Goetias in the rank. But she is in the legions that served her brother. A soldier. The top of the 20 demons of her brother. She had to earn that. Not give it away. Furcas not one to be swayed if your family is not. You have to earn the position.

The siblings respect each other as one can in a family and with their duties.

She was a vicious hawk that Paimon recalls one or two occasions flirty with her. The females in the Goetia usually don't do these kinds of roles. Of course, not weak. Yet, you would think she was a noble lady. He thinks it was the armor that got his attention first.

So, after one party, where both of them consume too much alcohol. A major hangover the next day. Paimon had to run fast the bloody woman was ready to slam her mace on his head.

Afte that the pair didn't meet the other.

Good.

Paimon did get pouty not remembering everything about the fun.  He can recall remember strong muscles when pressed down against her dark feathers. Not a fragile demoness but still a great body taking care of herself. Along with his neck was very sore too for a few days.

Did he let her choke him or was she just into that?

Whelp answers he will not get.

Then it led to a few weeks later.

When Paimon found out she had an egg. He really wasn't going to have any part of the child situation or support. Even sent a letter to Furcas, who didn't even know about the situation. Besides Paimon has enough children that he is lucky to remember their names, along with their own children that his grandkids. Future other children as well.

So, let the Knight and his sibling have full custody over this possible little one. An heir for their own legacy. After all, neither of the two siblings are married. So, they got something solved for a while. Heck, he told them to his face, with witness, the child all theirs. If the egg is not a dud.

May have overstepped it slightly when the Knight almost pulled their weapon. A sharp blade weapon that many are weary what it could turn into. Then sheeted it back before they let it go too far. The only thing the Knight asked was notes for his sister. She has to look out to see if they took after them.

Paimon only did that as he owed the Knight, plus not demanding marriage of any of that sort. His new wife is already annoying him for bedding another. Nag. Nag. Nag. May have felt insulted when Furcas mentioned his sister wanted to tell him she would rather marry a hellhound than him.

Rude.

After that. It was it.

Then a few years later a random thought popped into his head while visiting one of his older children. Got to make sure they do their duty in the family. The children talk about one of their siblings and being an uncle. The usual until it click in his brain.

He remembers Furcas is an uncle. An uncle to well his child. He wonders about that situation. If the egg was a dud or not. Many knew at that point Paimon was with the Knight sister. A child out of wedlock, not a first, but still a Goetia. Furcas wouldn't even budge by answering questions from Goetias that they asked about their sibling child.  Yet, the ones who do know or are close to Knight, like two other Kings, don't blabber about the child. Including those who are friends and loyal. So, the child is a mystery and well-guarded. So, just have to listen to foolish gossip and rumors if they're brought up.

So, when the next meeting came up for many of the Goetias, ordered, to come. Paimon went to talk to the Knight as they held a break.

"Knight Furcas, splendid! A quick chat."

"About?" The demon moves their helmet in their directions. Still not see their eyes.

"It's about the egg. It never occurred to me you all haven't had a birthday of sorts. I would have thought you would do something big for your nephew? Neice?"

"They don't like parties. Gets super annoyed if we even have a big event." Prefer only with family and those close. Even then then nephew still wants to stay. Could threaten them but they will be able not phase. Unless you can find a way to cooperate.

"Right, of course well you know making relationship." Wave it off like it nothing. "So, they weren't a dud?"

"What do you want King Paimon?" Agitation now.

Straight to the point.

"I was just curious as I remember you are a uncle."

"Yes, for the past eight years."

"It's been eight years?"

The Knight may not show It but they wanted to facepalm so badly. "How do you keep track of all your children birthday is beyond me."

"Servants or reminders I'm force to write down." Damn ex-wives and brats complaining. Don't get him started on anniversaries if they last long.

"I see."

"Do they know about me?"

"Yes."

"Seriously." A heavy sigh. Great another one will want their attention. "Guess I'll have to add another."

"King Paimon, they know about you. Don't care or want a relationship with you. So, don't force an event on your busy schedule."

Wait what?

The owl blink taken back a bit. This is well a first. "Huh, well got to say mature and grew up faster from many others."

"One way to see. Is that all?"

"Boy or girl?"

"No, name?"

"Sure, sure that too."

"Boy, Puppet."

"Puppet?" Stare wide eyes at them. "You let her name them Puppet!"

"It's a long and complicated story I'm not getting into."

"For peak sakes what will many say and think about one of my heirs- "

"You mean my heir."

Paimon stops at this. He was slightly embarrassed to behave in such a way. "I mean yes, your heir but still a child of my blood."

The Knight stared and shook their heads. "You gave up all your power and ability over them. Remember?"

Aka you have no say of anything besides mentioning you help gave birth.

Right, they did do that whole announcement that day.

"Well, I just want to make sure everything is fine. Not a disappointment you know?"

"No, I don't know."

Oh, poor Furcas.

"Because they haven't disappointed me. Will be a fine Knight in the future position."

That took Paimon unexpected for Furcas to make such a statement. Even either other soldier they have train they don't verbally make such compliments. Not ever with their sister. Okay, well besides respect but that's a whole different matter. "Well, I'm uh yes, yes will be a good Knight in the future indeed. No, messes ups at all."

It's just one child after all. Got plenty of others grown, young and probably a few others in the future. Right, he has to go see a few soon to not be disappointed.

Everything is fine.

A few weeks later.

"GIVE ME BACK MY CHILD!"

"GET OFF MY PROPERTY NOW!"

"YOU DECIEVED ME!"

"YOU HAVE MANY OTHER BRATS! GO BOTHER THEM OR MAKE ANOTHER!"

"NO!"

"YOU'RE PUSHING MY PATIENTS!"

"LET ME IN!"

"I WILL CALL FATNAN OUT HERE AND RUN YOU OVER!"

"LEAVE YOU FATASS HORSE OUT OF THIS!"

"HOW DARE YOU!"

Puppet stare out the window of their uncle, still so weird to say even with their mother title, arguing with some butler outside. A small shrug from the former destroyer.  Pull the curtains back to go back to their sewing.  Open the curtain slightly to see if their uncle horse indeed was going to run them over

Paimon face slammed into the glass. It looks quite painful from a very pissed off Delvin.

Close it back up.

No, what? I am going to go to finish this in the training room.

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Done!

Tadda! What do you all think?

Which ones do you think should have a continuation if I do it or not?

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