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Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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((Request by: The_Multiverse_Mom  Request: Moxxie becoming the size of a bitty and how others react to him.))

"Pardon?"

"That's all you can say? Pardon!"

"I wasn't even aware I had a spell in there to shrink someone." Stolas blinked as he tried to think back from the grimoire. Maybe it was one of those gibberish spells that not even their father understood.

"It's your fancy ass book!"

"Blitzy who was hit by this spell?"

A long silence.

"Moxxie."

"That's not good."

"You think! I mean it's funny as shit. Got a lot of pictures. But still a little pain in the ass! Just somehow worse!"

"Why not put them somewhere high? Or in a bottle? For safety."

"You think I haven't done that already. Well, we did!" How that little imp got out they not sure. Besides giving them, along with Loonie, a promising look of pain. Which shouldn't bother them. But Moxxie can still aim very well.

They had to hide the paper clips, pens and pins. Really anything.

"Okay I'm coming over now. May I speak to Moxxie?"

"You can't."

"Why not?"

"Well for starters they're not here. Millie was out searching for them. one of clients fling them out the window thinking it was a mouse."

"WHAT?!"

"Don't get your feathers in a twist. Millie found them. No, broke bones or injuries."

"Are they okay?"

Blitz looks down at the video Millie sent them, a live one, of a little Moxxie punching a rat. They were surrounded by rats and beating their asses. Now was riding one like a horse. Oh, and using a broken glass like they're swinging a sword. "Yeah, their fine but not the rats."

"What?"

((Request by Dhehehh Request: Error becomes husk, the gambling overlord, but even he doesn't know how he did that because he can't play poker at all and doing this accidentally.))

"MY MONEY!" Crying at all the poker chips and money getting taken.

"You done crying?"

"You must have cheated!" Point at a finger at the winged cat sinner. Dress casual but still an air of power to remind everyone they own the place. The blue scarf does bring in mixed signals along with the attitude.

"I don't even know what I'm doing." Stare at them boredly while shuffling the cards.

Like this for example!

"That's bullshit! You're the overlord of gambling!"

"Sounds like a cliché name that anyone can steal."

"Just like you stole my money."

"Dude we were just playing goldfish I didn't want to throw money in it."

Slam their head on the table. "Are you pulling my leg?"

"You don't have legs."

"It's a figure of speech you damn cat!"

"Never heard of her."

((Moxxie was in Blitz spot instead that night to steal the book. So, will meet Stolas.
Note: Well, this one was a request until it was deleted. But it was one that had been on my mind before. So, I'm going to do it. Will be a lot of differences, twists and OOC. Along with long so a possible part 2? There were many ways this could have turned out and so pick the random one to decide. ))

"They don't work for us." Blitz tapping the desk, mentally cursing about today. Well, at least for the moment. Why?

Because Prince Stolas is here wanting to talk to them. One how the business is going so far after being allowed to use the book. Yet, the other reason Stolas wanted to well, specifically talk to a certain imp.

Who didn't even work with IMP. Just owe Blitz here a favor. A dangerous favor to steal his Grimoire. But it was worth it.

For many sides on the table.

Now Stolas isn't pleased. Maybe waiting a few weeks wasn't smart but he had to take care of a few things. Along with a pissed off harpy wife and his little owlet.

"I see." Stolas leaning back in the small chair. Eyes narrowed. "This might change things."

"Hey, you said we were fine to use the book?" Hands up as their eyes glowed, "Look I even try to get to work with us. Just gave me the book, which spell for the portal, a number to call you and to not bother them."

Rub between his eyes. "Oh, little one you're just surprising me."

"Hey I'm not that little!"

"Not you." Another sigh. "I'll take my book back."

"What? Hold the fuck we made a deal!"

"I made a deal with them to take the book. Our deal over the phone was the days you can use it and certain ones to eliminate on Earth. Along with payment." Motion the two of them, "Plus, its mine not yours. So, give it back."

"Wait!" A deep breath, at this point Blitz desperate now. After getting the book it made stuff easier now to actually get the business running. Now there is a possibility of losing it just because that one doesn't work here! For fuck's sake what kind of deal did these two do? "If I get them to somehow work here. Even just a small part-time job will you reconsider? Or at least keep have your number."

In a switch the owl claps happily, with an excited expression. "Yes, very much!"

Shit Moxxie what you do to get this royal attention?

"You have week. Tootles!" Stolas giggled and was soon gone.

Fuck him right now!

Note to self.

Leave someone behind when you break out of prison. Even if four years have passed.

Just say no thanks, you don't need your help. You didn't have to tackle me down when I could have gotten shot. No, I'm only in prison because of the wrong place and time. But I should have punched those security guards. Take the blasted number and stop making those odd references when they use a gun.

Didn't even need this job. But no just had to feel a tiny sense of pity because they had to listen to that job presentation. It was different to say the least. The guy shouldn't run a business but he does love it. At least the part to kill. A business runs by an imp. Good for them. They get it. They do that too but it's their business. So, they're going to do teeny, tiny little favor for Blitz. Along with reminding them, again, they aren't going to work for them. Probably going to change their number after this.

Any who. Why are they really not happy now?

Simple.

BlitzO getting them to steal a book on their day they wanted to watch their soaps. Nope who cares what they want. Owe them.

A book from some royal cults. Goats? It was something with a G. Look they stopped trying to learn politics when they got here. Focus on Wrath ring life and with few other stuffs. That was it. Bye-bye!

Should go bye, bye after being told this ridiculous mission!

Only was drop off. Told them which fancy ass mansion it'll be, the address, something about party that will be distraction and to not die. Also, a few comments they will not repeat. Debating their life choices on that whole try not murder unless self-defense. No, they're not pacifists. Just trying to change that all a bit. Even if it considered laughable for such a thought in Hell.

Doesn't matter. What matters right now is get this stupid book?

There is another thing they are slightly irritated about.

It was the outfit they were wearing. Felt like a server. The bow tie around their neck. The jacket. Doesn't like these pants. (Basically, canon Moxxie outfit with small changes.). Did made sure the wraps on the tail, gloves, the make-up, and other things staying on. They are very twitchy and want their scarf back on now. Want to burn this thing. Besides the bow tie as it there but not used for this. If they knew in advance, he was going to throw this at them. Would have found an alternative than this.

Moxxie grumble as they made it to the back of the mansion. Stare at the huge building that scream high money. The once regal burgundy color walls turn from deep blue to violet tones. A few sections can see the stain glass windows. Even without the lights inside that only help brighten their appearance. Inside they probably look better to stare at. The many cars they saw up front and still coming to the party had just started. Oh, and don't forget the security all around for this party. Easy right?

If Blitz can read the message and tell them where this book at. The main reason why they are here doing this!

For peak sake even with the copies they were better prepared even after losing limbs, or blowing up. Now they are going to be depressed. Spectacular!

Spot a few imps going in and out of the back. Either to take a little break or get a few boxes to bring inside. Well, at least the outfit might play its part after all. Plus, not like they will care if an imp will be missing or not. Jumps down from the tree to move quickly. No, sounds from their hooves of the light padding they were wearing. In a snap I got through the door with no issue.

Not long after a while following a few imps were in the kitchen. One or two imps can tell in charge as they make sure everyone goes out fast. Something about docking pays. Then it clicks since they look like a server too. Will have to go out there with the big crowd.

Really, really despising this night.

So, to be shoved a platter of dead rats and told to go serve. Some of the things they did notice about the inside were the many plants and star theme going around. That's about it along with big. Big with lots of staff and workers around that you would easily be easily mistaken their part of this group. Stare at the rats and look at them. Drat they're not wrath rats. Would have save one to a warning to those jerks back home. Any who. Now it was time to go out to the lion's den.

Or in their opinion the bird's nest. Really why are they all birds but called something with the title goat? Eh genetics are complicated. Just walk around their expressionless face holding the tray of dead rats at these looming fancy tall feather rodents. What? They're just like rats too? Besides laying eggs. Beaks. Oh! Ears right ears don't have ears. At least not like rat ears. Right? Eh something to research later. Which hallway should they check if they don't get a call?

The stained glasses were indeed better inside. Stare at them slightly as they glance away from the many colors. Everything is just so expensive here. A show of wealth. Power. The voices from the demons around speaking, laughing, and throwing insults around.

The same even behind these fancy walls.

"Hey, your tray empty?" One of the imps whispered to them. "Stop daydreaming and get back for another."

Glance at the empty tray. Shrug as they walk back to the kitchen. Ignore the muttering of the imp calling about dumbass hires. We went back to the kitchen and quickly their tray switched with some fruit. Then back out again. In and out. A new tray after another. No, call from Blitz by the way. About ready to just slip away with a tray down a hallway as a distraction and just look. At least they won't get any kind of attention to themselves from the birds besides the workers, security. Did notice how while the imps who some out here to serve are well doing a job. Tend to not stay too close to the birds. Neither do they but only because they don't want to be touched. But for these imps it to stay on track and fear. Don't want to mess up. Especially around this certain woman demoness they notice.

Still, it is just a servant job.

"Switch."

"Huh?" Suddenly their tray switched with an imp holding a bottle. Point at the direction of those who serve.

"Good luck." The imp with the wig like hair hurry off. What? He annoyed their co-worker by pushing them to the owl. Nope not serving this one with the look he has. So, switch time.

Moxxie blink and look at the green bottle, cup. The bottle they couldn't decide whether it look like a heart or apple Study the bottle closely and rolled his eyes. A waste of taste if you asked them after them here many brags about it. Walk on over to the owl demon with top hat. Could hear the muttering and angry hoots. About to pour the drink but the demon swipes it off their tray and began to gulp it down. A bit too fast until it was empty.

"Another to get me through this blasted party." Wave them away.

Roll their eyes as they walk off. Didn't see the look from their faces. Found the one who gave them a bottle. A new one on their tray was about to open. Snatch it and thrust the empty bottle in their arm. Ignore them as they come back over to the bird. Hand the bottle ups them. "Here."

"Not going to serve it in a glass imp?"

"You actually going to drink it or chug it down like poison?"

Eyes widen at such a tone. Open their beak and then close it. Swipe the bottle with a little huff. "It's my home I can do what I want in this blasted party."

"Fine. Have fun with your horrid choice of taste."

Oops. Okay to be fair. No, what nothing. Moxxie just sucks at this. Sees the owl stare down at them. Curiosity? Began to walk with his cape flowing.

"Imp. Follow me. Now."

Great. Get what they want after all. Grumble as they followed the owl. Many are too distracted to notice the pair have left or think they're about to be punished.

Moxxie glance at the walls of the different painting portraits. It did give away who lives here. That pigeon in the bridal dress. Along with the one who they are following. Lucky them. Notice how one picture was of the man actually looking happy with the little girl. Stop to stare at them along with the background

Were they in space?

"One of my favorites."

Glance up to see if he stops as well. The regal front relaxes as he smiles at the painting. Look on back at the pair. "Happy."

"Yes," Shook their head and motion them to follow, "Come along there is something I want to discuss with you."

In a bedroom?

Moxxie frown as they notice the bedroom. Odd place to discuss whatever this is. Oh, look at books. Did they just hear a lock on the door?

"Good we can talk."

"By locking the door?"

"Don't want others to walk in."

"Isn't this room you share with your mate too?"

Stolas raised an eyebrow. "I think that's the first time anyone used that term in a marriage. This bedroom is actually mine. Now I know you're not one of the staff. Since I was there when everyone arrived who not of my staff. Plus, all the helpers rode together. But you fit in well till you well spoke."

"Oh."

"That's all you can say? Oh?"

"So, the pigeon has a separate room too?"

Silence.

Stolas tried to look serious until they couldn't help it but laugh. A good laugh that wasn't fake. "Pigeon? Hahaha! Oh, that's spectacular! Hahahah!"

"Isn't that what she is?" Stare at them confusedly as they just kept laughing.

Many wouldn't be pleased how Stolas letting this imp just well insult their wife like that. Let alone a member of the Goetia family. If she was seated on it would be worse. Which in turn could make a comment on how many of them talk behind their spouses back. Besides, either of the two have any love of sorts. Could also be the alcohol that doing it too. He just letting this slide as this little imp a trip. Plus, oh the look on Stella face they can just picture from that comment, let alone an imp. Wish they can really see it. Even if the poor thing might possibly die from her fury.

Wipe a tear off their face. "You're funny."

"You're a Frogmouth."

Now his laughing turns to choking as the sounds mix together. Hit his chest to calm down a bit and gather a few breaths. Stare wide eyes at them with a horrid look. "A frog? I'm not a frog!"

"I said frogmouth. There both different."

"They don't sound any different! Do you have any idea who I am to call me that?"

"Nope."

Anime drops to the floor again. The right back up. Just giving them a look. "I hardly believe that. You are with the service crew not my personal staff. They do make sure who-What you doing?"

"Climbing?" On the ladder as they stare at the books. Blitz said fancy. Their all-fancy genius! About ready to just grab a random one. Oh, look at one on plants.

"You just can't do that in my bedroom."

"Then you should have brought me to your office to talk. Not a bedroom."

"Well, it's my home and we can talk where I want us to talk." Stolas voice a little louder with a commanding tone. "Why you looking at my books to begin with?"

"A favor."

"Favor?" Blink and eyes narrowed. "Are you assassin?"

"I only kill in self-defense not payment."

"So, you have killed?"

"And you haven't?"

"Fair point." Arms crossed with a sigh. "Great possibly get killed by an assassin unless they drugged my drink."

"That stuff already will if you have a weak stomach."

"If you're not here to assassinate me, family and my taste of alcohol. Then what you want?"

Moxxie pressed his forehead against the step and let loose a little breath. Great losing their cool. Just fantastic. "A book then leaves. Supposed to help him with a portal to Earth."

"Talking about this one?" Turn their head to see an arm that is reaching out. Then pulled out a navy book with gold designs. It wasn't the book that made them freeze but how close they were to him. "My Grimoire?"

Stare and nod a little.

"I see. Hmm you know what your friend- "

"He not my friend. None of them are."

"-Well, coworkers. It is putting you in a tight spot. What is this job he wants to do?"

"IMP business to go kill targets on earth for sinners. Payback so to speak. I stop paying attention after that."

Stolas raised an eyebrow and hummed. "Hmm not a bad idea. From what it also seems your boss is an imp too. Which means this really is the only way this could work or Asmodian crystal. Only succubus and incubus are the only ones allowed to have them. Unless stolen or bought."

"A what?"

"Doesn't mattered." Wave it off and lean back when they were too close. Stare at the book with a deep look. Then back at Moxxie. "You do know it's illegal for your kind to go to Earth."

Stare at them. Like to get to the point. The word 'illegal' barely registers in mind anymore. Besides WTF situations.

"Which is also smart as many in my ranks and hire wouldn't care. Wouldn't detect it. Unless you all get caught." Tap the book a few times as he hums. "I'll let you use the book."

Raise an eyebrow.

"On certain conditions. After all I just can't let them keep this. I have my own duties after all." Smile with his eyes glowing a bit.

"Like what?" Why was he now back to being too close?

"A kiss."

Moxxie actually lost their footing and fell off the ladder. Scramble back till they are against the wall. Eyes widen in shock from what they just heard. What he just says. "What?"

"I kiss you. I will let you bring the book. I put some rules down for your company to use the book."

"What the bloody kiss for then? Kiss the one who sent me here!" This can't actually happen right. A kiss!

"I mean could but you're the one here. Plus," Let out a little hoot, "You're quite adorable."

"You need glasses or throw up that alcohol to think I'm adorable."

"Maybe I just have different taste when drunk that coming out." Few steps over and squat down. "I'm doing you favor? Either take it now or you don't get it."

Tense up at such a request. A kiss?

For anyone else it wouldn't be such a big deal. It's a kiss after all. Except not everyone like or think like Moxxie.

"Fine."

"Wonderful!" Clap happily but also shaking. He can't believe he actually suggested this. Too do something so devious.

What he didn't expect was the imp swipes their wrists. Then kiss his hand.

"There."

Stare for a long time at his hand and back at them. "Really?"

"You said a kiss. So, there." Blink at them. They did say that.

"Hmm I did say just kiss." Stare at their hand, a soft expression, "Such a gentleman."

"Not even close to one."

"I supposed so. At least I don't want to be one right now."

"Aren't you any- "Eyes widen when Stolas mouth was over their own and froze? Then their whole body started to shake. Alert. Get away but another sensation they weren't used to with this kind of contact. It worsens when they felt a tongue going past their lips.

Then crash down.

BANG!

"Moxxie!"

"Hey stop slamming my door!"

Moxxie cock the gun in warning at the Frogmouth. It look like he wanted to jump over the meeting table. Face emotionless but a glint in their eyes to even try to come near them. No, longer in that 'server' outfit, but their other attire.

"So, serious." The owl giggles and look them up down. "I have to say this look compared to your waiter getup gives me many ideas with that scarf. I wish you wore glasses that night my cute little imp."

"Hey this isn't flirting time, but business meeting now!"

"Like I haven't seen your eyes looking all over them." Stolas waving up at Blitzo. Then was sitting across Moxxie with a giddy expression.

"My eyes have rights to look at their nerdy small ass!"

Moxxie debating to jump out the window. Why are they doing this? Wait. To talk. Aka clean up this mess since apparently, it's their fault.

Should have left sooner to go back home.

"Now here the deal. Prince here won't let us use the book unless you're involved."

"That not my problem."

"Well, it is now. Since you didn't tell him."

"I just said favor." Shrug. "All this business stuff your two things. Not mine."

"Well, I felt trick." Stolas pouts a little, "Did that night mean anything?"

"I crashed and you were holding me like some teddy bear. Then your pigeon walks in screaming and called me a slut."

"You two didn't fuck?" Blitz looks back at forth. From Stolas behavior he thought the two bang.

"My tongue fucks his mou-"

"Can we just get to the point?" Twitch a bit.

"No! So, you let them kiss you but when I try to you point a gun to my face!"

"We were running from the prison."

"Excuses!"

"Any who. I will let them use the book. IMP can be useful for me for certain jobs on Earth. So, I suggest this. When I need the book, you will deliver it back to me. If we don't make a deal, and you just walk off. Well, after all trespassing, and stealing from a Goetia is a crime."

SLAM!

Moxxie snarled as they stormed into their apartment.

Should have said no. Told them to do it. But no just had look at Blitz face that try to hide the fear.

Now some errand imp! Hey, at least not a chore list to destroy the world like before!

They threw themselves on the couch to just scream into a pillow for quite a while. Then slowly calm down to take a few deep breaths. Just relax. It's not the end of the world.

Could just kill them all~

Shook their head a little. Grab the pillow to hold tighter against their face. Almost wish this suffocation can get those voices out their head. It was worse in the past. It didn't make it any easier. A few breathes as they pull the pillow back. Stare at the red on the pillow.

Right.

Maybe should start to look for a magic route to hide them instead.

RING!

Pull their phone out without looking. "Hello?"

"Oh, goodie you answer!"

Son of a bitch. "Do you need something Frogmouth?"

"Your mouth."

Moxxie hang-up.

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