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Warning: OOC, random craziness, 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/Others speaking

Voices/Flashback/Text/Writing

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((Continuation of if Moxxie found Vaggie when she fell.))

Well, what do you want to do?

"Whatever I can do at this point." Vaggie looks at the written note. Somedays they'll talk, be silent or just hand her a note. Not like she can complain too much. Not as talkative either.

Moxxie nods as they sit on the other side of the couch and sew. Vaggie was a bit surprised at the beginning they could sew. The imp surprised her in many ways. It was a bit impressive as she saw a few things they have made. Even made her a few clothes after she couldn't keep wearing PJS and that dress every time. It was during the time I did not want to go out. Show her how to do measurements with the tape as they pick up, she did not be touch. At least she knows that room must be their work room of sorts. She thought at that point they would ask for something.

Told her, well written down, to stop spoiling them on shows they miss.

Seriously this imp priorities were just outstanding.

Vaggie has been living with Moxxie, living in the Pride ring, for around five months now. It not easy, along with her wounds getting healed. Then her distrust towards the imp at the beginning. Who at any time could have done cruel things, sold her, or just kicked her out. Nope, just helping out. Slowly was a not a bond of trust. But you sort of do your own thing. I do my own thing. Don't bring issues in the home. Don't open the windows to let those rats in.

They were such an odd imp.

The days Vaggie does go out, she will stick with Moxxie. To tell herself it's to know the areas better. She would only be down her once a year so she technically doesn't know every part of the Pride Ring. Yet, the places they'll go were like a few stores. Will sometimes go past IMP city but rarely. Did go with her further to other parts that had sinners. One point got a map of the close thing to really describe the layout of the place. Or use a phone. Which they bought her. Nothing crazy. Nothing that Vox tech. Didn't ask further about that but didn't care. Another on the list to owe them.

It can be a lot and see a difference outside of Imp city. While Moxxie is Moxxie. You see the attitudes of everyone else outside that just horrible. Cruel. Disgusting. Would ignore her but spit insult at Moxxie. It angers her a bit as they were just casually walking but Moxxie would ignore it. Of course, didn't mean she'd get hostile at times. She almost got stabbed if Moxxie didn't grab the other wrist and snap it. If she focuses on it, she would have been impressed with the size difference. Then ashamed as like her military training went out the window so to say.

Along with well show that Moxxie will touch. Just for a self-defense reason or if they initiated first. Neither of the two like to be touched. For Vaggie still some hostile, alertness and since they were a male. When she looks at Moxxie, not counting that day, well when she did try to touch their shoulder on day. She couldn't tell you what for. Flew back to the wall real fast. A look in their eyes she didn't like and was weary. On guard. Took a step back after that to not push it.

So, it wasn't always easy living together but we could avoid each other.

Vaggie knew at some point she should move out. For Heaven's sake she has been living with them rent free, another very odd thing, with them. She should find a job. She should go out to do something. Anything!

Yet, she didn't know what to do. It was always the military. Even after the Extermination many did do other simple jobs on the side to pass the time. She, like a few others, would just stay to continue training.

Which Moxxie trying to help them to do. Figure out a job idea. Even part time. She'll have it better being a 'sinner'. Sometimes she wonders if they might know they're really not a sinner but never said anything. Or don't really care. She does see where they come from even if it was a bit cruel. Of course, Moxxie would point out unlike her they could go to the other rings to work. Only was in Pride till they were ready to move back to Wrath. Ask them what they do for work and Moxxie just told her sewing. Thats why they are mostly at home working.

Could start a business killing rats. Moxxie tail pointed at her spear close to her.

That was the other reason she feels like they possibly know. When she was healing, they came back with her spear. Written to her, they found it and just gave it to her. So, many questions in her head but she did feel a little relieved to have something back on her side again.

It also did help fighting those little shits. She swears those things are smarter than they should be. Then the mention being Wrath rats. Swell. Also taking her time to kill the ones below that would sneak in that bottom apartment. The owner like Moxxie, the extra money a bonus, and agreed to a deal to not charge Vaggie as an extra roommate. Clean out the floor and be good. Yet, if she wants the floor that's a different talk.

Got to say killing this rodent at least giving her a challenge with using one eye and aim.

Vaggie snorted at that option. "I rather not deal with company competitions."

Trainer?

Vaggie was able to get back to doing a routine like working out. It was difficult. No, wings made a difference. Yet, coming along slowly. It keeps her mind occupied.

"No." She doesn't feel like that will work out. Also, not want some pervert. For that a hit or miss.

Look at them a little longer. Guard duty.

"What?"

Guard duty. It could work. Your alert. You could use a weapon. Probably will want to see you could shoot too. Some places might be picky but many might not care. As long as you can do the job.

"That's another no." Vaggie sighs. While she may have been in the military army. The weapons were usually swords, spears and bows. Then there was Adam guitar axe. Were word around of holy gun related weapons but never saw it. Could have just been word flying around. "I never even used a gun."

"I can show you." Time to talk. That place ran out of paper. Stop sewing too as they were done for the day. Look like a skirt of some sort.

"You know how to use a gun?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I was born in the literal wild west. You put two and two together." Yes, many prefer physical labor and strength. Yet, many seem to forget they were also the ring to create many of the weapons first. Moxxie would prefer someone who at least knows how to handle one and not be an idiot holding one.

Vaggie twitches as one eye glares. Her other eye was gone and used to be covered in bandages. In place was an eyepatch that Moxxie made for her. 

"So, yes, or no?"

"Fine might as well." You never know if she loses her spear and her strength is not enough. Can at least grab the weapon to shoot.

"First up what the difference between a bullet and ammo."

"There a difference?"

"You're fired."

"What?!"

"My former boss would have fired you from that comment alone."

It was going to be a long, long learning session.

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((Continuation of if Maria didn't know Moxxie had magic.))

"Hey Madre these three hitting the 12-year mark." Moxxie pencil pointed at three wooden barrels.

"Do they a reserved mark and number?" Maria asked while she was writing in her own clipboard.

"Two of them. The third for the bottles."

"Alright."

While Moxxie does help their Madre still during the whiskey season. They also help when it is the non-whiskey selling season. Like they'll all go double check barrels, the room now giving them problems and up to date. Plus, when making new batches of whiskey that will be stored. It did get a bit better, not overwork wise, when Maria hired help for deliveries.

It can be busy.

After that well still doing their part time jobs at Hem and Go, Bullet Tackle. Like it. Get to learn new techniques along with learn how to put a gun together. Bonus with not dealing with school doesn't get in the way.

Now only if everyone stops telling them to be a 'teen' and have fun. They are having fun.

Plus, it's not like they can just open a portal and ask the older hybrid to go have 'fun'. Really can see a lot of problems, explosions and stupidity happen. Along with Rattles they have their own life and don't want to bother them. The phone calls were plenty as the two not so friends like to keep it like that.

Besides they like what they're doing. It is not overworking for them. It keeps them occupied. Save money up to give to their Madre to not worry about finances. Even for Susie, Striker family as times can be tough. Find ways to get them to find the money and keep it. Even if someone drops it to not reclaim it.

A thank you and not be burden.

"Okay Moxxie were finished up here."

"Alright Madre."

Finished up to start heading back home. Leftovers for dinner which was fine. Everything was good. Wait till they are sure Maria when to bed, along with kept a Blaster out to watch all around. As a guard dog for protection, plus extra magic alarm. Open a porta as they set off to space.

It wasn't their only destination.

Would it be lying if they put down babysitting in a work resume? I mean sure technically haven't done it in Wrath. Unless you count the trap, rats and would have to watch them. Wouldn't be a lie but then others would ask questions. Which is so boring.

Don't want to explain with those space animals.

Right the little Frogmouth too.

Is it considered babysitting? Really, it's like they just go to check on her to make her move and not blabber about them. All thought from what their gather when they listen to her. They think she is making up a friend. 

Who makes an imaginary friend with a mask?

Any who. Moxxie also made sure she wouldn't get lost in space again. If she did that accidental portal spell again. Only to alert them and get the kid if she is alone. Honestly, they feel like if this father over her hadn't hidden the book she would have kept stealing it.

"Can't catch me!"

"You should be in bed."

Octavia stops jumping on the moon with two little blasters following her from behind. Startle hoot as the two bump into her when she stops and falls down. Lift herself back up to turn to look at the two floating skull dragon-like heads. Point at the masked, scarf figure not too far away. "Distract them!"

The pair turn to look at their mask summoned. Then turn back around to start nuzzling the child's face. That earns a startle squeal and hooting.

Moxxie, aka 'Puppet', stares at the disgustingly cute display. Walk on over as until them in front. Pick up the owlet on the back of her dress and lift her up eye level. The girl smiles with her tail wagging. It was a bit funny with the height difference as Octavia only hits their hip level. Yet, what they saw from the portraits in her room she will be tall when she older. For now, she is just a little frogmouth.

"Bed." While they may not need it she does. Their stay was a little longer than normal as she really wasn't tired.

"Story!"

"No, you little strategist." Good thing they don't mind saying no. Look down at the pair. "You supposed to be tiring her out."

The pair just stared innocently.

Shook their heads and dropped Octavia. At the same time doing that a portal opened for her to fall in bed. Not being scared instead giggling. She lifts herself up as she stares above at the masked being she has met for five months now. She likes them. They're different, funny, and weird. But a neat weird like her.

Many think they're imaginary.

Well, fine by that. Can keep her friend to herself. Not, even Daddy knows and he is supposed to know everything about space. Well, they didn't want anyone to know about them. So, she did keep that promise as she never said a name to anyone.

"Puppet." Octavia nuzzles her pillow as her bright eyes look at them. See them stare and tilt their head. Look at that mask. Questions still fill up her head to figure out what could be underneath that mask. "Are you angel?"

"Like I said before. No."

"A angel with a puppy face?"

"No."

"A demon?"

"Yes."

"Like Daddy." Perk up at that.

"I'm not a Frogmouth." Watch her giggle. The same discussion they'll have sometimes. The talks with be random when they stop by once a week. Able to make sure to not trigger any kind of magic alarm. It's a lot.

"You could be lying."

"Anyone can lie."

"Do you?"

"Sometimes." Look down at her but their mind elsewhere. How they have to lie who they were. Yet, at the same time it is a secret they never want to bring back up. Can stay buried forever for all they care. We're lucky to have a chance to have this new life and love it all. Only if they can throw that secret of that time away. Lies and secrets.

"Puppet?"

"Sleep you little frogmouth."

Another tired hoot comes out. Her eyes closing but she muttered out one last question. "Do you sleep?"

"No." Watch as she already fallen asleep and leaves.

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((Continuation for Incubus Error.))

"You look not happy." The nurse stared at the masked Doctor. "Unhappy to be back."

"My parents set me up on a blind date." Rune got straight to the point to take her clip board.

Wide eye surprised. "Parents still do that?"

"Mine and the poor fool they talk to."

"So, how it goes?"

"He talks about feet collection and want to take off mine." His mother had a lovely talk with her friend. Who is the parent of that one? She learns a bit too much about what their child likes. Along with jars of different feet. "So, I shall not see his presence again. Give me time to plan my next explanation list to not get me involved with another."

"Damn they must really want you to get hooked."

"It's a waste." Scribble a few notes and give her the clipboard back. "Change dosage. It'll give them issue with their current medication."

"Aye, aye doc. How the Pride ring?"

"Unpleasant so nothing new. Just like the patients." Walk off to get to his next appointment.

"Your patients are children to teens."

"Adults act like them just worse."

Fair point.

Rune looks over their clipboard. While it is true he does handle children to teen patients. Occasionally they will have to handle adults. In extreme cases it's who they can help out first in surgery to give extra help. Or if somebody is not in take over their appointment. Then the whole agreement with Pride Hospital.

So, why is he handling this one?

"Octavia Goetia." Look it over and then back at the father, "Seriously?"

"What?"

"Can any of yall think better last names? Your goat cult gets too confusing." Royalty and politics are so confusing. Only knows this because of those lessons they had to remember.

"It's just part of the title nothing else." Did they seriously call their position a goat cult?

"Then tell the one who does your paper work to not put in a last name." Look at the little owlet instead as the flushed young prince. The little owl tilts her head and he followed along. "What they tell you?"

"Are usual Doctor couldn't meet us. So, he told us to come here as he put the appointment in. Got someone to handle the case. It's a bit embarrassing."

"Don't see why." Stare at the name. "Since your own Doctor is close to retirement. You'll have to see about finding another family Doctor after this."

"Yes, was talk about that?" Stolas held her close. Looking down worriedly at his daughter. "She usually not even this quite."

"Look like a little frogmouth."

"Huh?!"

Octavia blinks but a little giggles.

He does the usual check-up, follow along questions. He was focused around the parts of her eyes. "Allergies."

"No, no that impossible she never had allergies."

"That you're unaware of. Anything new done in the house?"

"No."

"Anything new you or the wife done."

"I done nothing new. I mean some news plants but I don't allow Octavia near them. I always clean up too." Stolas thinks. "I don't know about my wife."

Look closer to reach to pull her sleeves. Look at her feathers as he touches them. A few came off. Then stare at her dress. "What about new cleaning product?"

Rune used to seeing families fight. So, this harsh whispering between Stolas and Stella. Well, it wasn't anything special. Besides the blame game. New cleaning detergent was tested out. Octavia is very allergic to one of the products which started this all. Fingers pointed at the other. Told them both to take the fight outside while Octavia was finished being cleaned up, resting with some medication.

"Who do you think you are telling me what to do?" Stella glared down at the masked Doctor as she scowled. "Do you know who I am?"

"Just the mother being very loud." Look at Stolas and hand him the list. "Those are other products that could contain the substance. Don't buy them unless you are separately cleaning. She'll be able to go home along with medication. I didn't send it to your Doctor since with the whole thing being change up."

"Thank you." Stolas looked relieved.

Stella was a little displeased but huffed. "Is that all?"

"Yes, just keep your voices down. "Open the door to let them back inside. Watch them go inside to go see Octavia.

The little girl was happy to see them. Better compared to before with the energy. Stolas looked relieved. Stella is not as tense as she relaxes.

Stare a bit longer as the lenses on the mask no longer shine. Walk away to continue to the next patient.

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