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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

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((Continuation again of Moxxie and the overlord husbands.))

Funny enough when Vox was still alive and a human, he actually did want to get married.

Shocker isn't it.

Couldn't tell you for sure why. Not like his parents had the best marriage. His friend's parents well either good or to many secrets that came out the open. But he did in a way want a marriage like TV shows and movies. Should tell himself not all of that perfect.  Dark side to it.

Not for his family like he promises his younger self.

Told himself if he was ever going to get married to not be that so-called father. Never let his wife meet his mother as that shallow woman never done anything for him either. Plan to make sure they were dead to him and just forget them. Won't let any of his children meet them. If he were to have children listen to their dreams and ideas. His ideas went well and gone very big. They could too but it will be hard work. Didn't have to worry since he'll make sure his legacy goes through them. 

So, many plans he had.

Except the ones on the side that lead his soul to Hell.

Hell, certainly made him change in so many ways. To survive. Learn a part about himself. Make enemies. Make the rare few friends but never let you back down. Bury the weak side of him so he won't get hurt. Learn how to use his powers, smarts and ideas to grow to where he is now. One of the top overlords!

He has it all!

He has two great business partners. Even if they can be assholes, jerks, and piece of work to handle that made him want to explode sometimes. So, many plans the three of them made over the years. The many souls they claim to work, chain and command under all three of them. Their powers each grown in their own ways to make them a terror to compete in the business of the Pride Ring.

Were there bumps on the road especially this coming of this New Year? Well, of course.

Married for three weeks as this still dragging in. Not done anything to really change much.

Stare at the ring on his finger. Trace the jewelry that he still not taking off. Look over at the extra ring on the desk. The one Moxxie wore that came from him and gave it back. The other was given back to Alastor. Show how seriously they want this divorce not want either of them. Just a signature for a paper.

This was stupid.

Vox could have anyone. He has slept with many, not just Valentino. Hell, if he wanted to probably could do a soul contract for a marriage if they wanted that other being to be their partner. He could have anyone!

Yet, an imp. The lowest of the table. One who surprised him and Alastor in different ways that they're not the typical stereotype of imp? Lack of care who the stronger one in position. Embarrassed the both of them in so many ways that you forget they are grown ass adults. No, fear. Not even scared of the security they are up against on their floor...Wait. What?

WHY ARE THEY HERE?

HOW THEY GET PAST SECURITY?

HE DIDN" T GIVE THEM CLEARANCE!

WHAT ARE THEY DOING WITH THAT GUN?

SLAM!

Vox gapped at what they saw from the video camera feed of his security team get their ass handed to them by the imp. Goes to open the door while his assistant does nothing but stay frozen there. Cut off the feed to watch Moxxie just walking at their direction. Not tired in the slightest as they just finished fighting. Walk all the way to their desk with that same bored look. Yet, a fierce determination in their eyes of a plan. Held a familiar set of papers. While the hand looked like they were holding a handgun with taser attached. When they get closer jump to be on top of their desk and slam the papers in the television face.

"Sign it."

Move his head out the way and put on his smile. "Moxxie! How is my little partner? If I knew you were coming, I would have made arrangements. At least warn my team to not give you issues."

"HE TAZED HIS DICK!"

"JERRY NOT BREATHING!"

"MY EYES! MY EYESBALLS!"

Note to self. Get these fools into some kind of training class or hire better security.

"Sign it."

Vox stares at the papers. Look back out to see his assistant head move. Change his screen to show a order to close the door and then back to normal. The set they are familiarized by now. Flip through it to see nothing has changed. "Alastor name not here."

"Would have gotten it three days ago."

"Yes, I heard what you did." Smile big. "Got to say are one determined imp."

"I let rats crawl in your insides."

"Which should have given me clue day one how bloody determined you are. I still displeased about that." Eyes narrowed at him. Can't even look at those furry shits again. "I mean I heard about a meeting you crash. You are going so far to threaten your other piece of a shit of a husband with angelic bullets."

"And?"

Motion them over. "You're also on one of my coworker shit lists. Velvette very unhappy and trying to find what media hookup your own. To slander you for slamming a door to her face." Not hearing the end of it. 

"Who?"

"Velvette. The other overlord. One of the Vs like me." Motion himself. "Probably saw the posters outside when you were charging up here."

"You do realize I had no idea who you were, let alone the salesman. So, what makes you think I'm going to know someone with the name of a flavor?"

Stare at them for a very long time. "How the fuck you survive this long?"

"My curse."

Began to laugh even an audio soundtrack out his system. Smile big at him. "You're a pain in the ass but quite cleaver with that mout-Wait! Wait! Just come on can't we talk about this!"

Moxxie let loose a small growl. "I gave you both three weeks."

"See! Three weeks. Nothing changes too much. Besides it's not like you're with anyone else...You weren't dating anyone were you?"

"No."

"Then what is the problem? Besides trying to kill me. Murder Alastor ass if you would like. Oh! I know what this could also be. Is it not after the wedding party in bed?

"I came up here for a signature not get in the sheets. So, can we stop this stupid game so I can go about my life?"

Vox took the coward's way out as he retreated into a camera and got out of there. He is not singing first!

Are you serious? Moxxie twitch what they just saw as he stares at the empty seat. That little coward! What is with these two making this difficult! Both of them! Fuck this. Will tear both their hands off, sign it and go back to a single life.

"Hey Vox why is your crew out their look like they got their ass beat up-Oh? My, what we have here?" Valentino stared at an imp on Vox desk. He blinks behind the glasses and grins big as he walks on over. He holds his cigar. "Aren't your adorable little runt. Did Vox get a little pet and hide you from me? I'll have to put in a complaint."

Jump down off the desk with the papers. Flat out ignoring the guy and goes to walk pass by him. Until they got in front. Glare at the taller sinner who blew out some smoke.

"Hmm quite small. Your clothing is hiding too much. Cute freckles. The silent type I like can be quite dirty in the mind. Say ever wanted to be a star?" I could picture a few ideas with this one. Maybe a little fuck you to Vox after his dismal a few weeks ago from his attitude wanting to get Angel back. Did work for his favor later on.

"You ever wanted to quit smoking and actually brush those teeth?" Watch the other one blink in shock. Then laugh at them.

"We got ourselves a misbehaved back talker." He smirks as he leans down as he blew the red smoke at them. Get the magic to start the work. "Cute. Same with the scarf I bet many would love to choke you with that. I think Vox wouldn't mind I train his little pet-Where you going?"

"Buy a knife." Got other things to take care if then talk to this guy.

"Now hold on here." Are they seriously walking away? Did the smoke not affect them? Something made no sense. Plus, the little one being rude just walking away. Vox is not even here. He twitches when they keep walking. He forward.

Moxxie kept moving until their tail was suddenly snatched and tugged harshly.

"Listen you little teasing brat. You're staying here till Vox is back and then I'm going to show him how to properly-"

SCREECH!

All the windows, cameras and anyone with a phone in the building shattered.

"Um." Valentino stared through his cracked glasses at the snarling imp. Who looked quite a bit feral as they were glaring daggers at him. "Want a treat?"

Moxxie lunged at the moth.

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((Continuation of Error being Stolas.))

Error wasn't sure exactly how to be a parent.

Not like their current life have the best parent example. Plus, a bonus with their own memory ripped away because Fate was a heartless being. Toward them. Anything they know about parenting is watching. It wasn't the best but got a few positive reactions like the charas in the past. It had to be some kind of positive of whatever they were doing was right.

Yet, being a father?

Look down at the little owlet sleeping in their lap. Let them be with them while they were doing some paperwork. It was going to be boring but the little girl didn't care but spent time with them. Color on the table while they read.

The only thing that kept Error for sending Octavia to her mother, now his ex-wife, was the memories. How close Stolas, them, are to Octavia in this bond. While with her mother there seem to be moments. It was still overshadowed with their position being with and the abuse they had been under her hand. Not letting Octavia go through that. Not be a shell what they were. Able to crush Stella easily in that part in court for full custody of Octavia.

So, many promises of death threats yelled that day in court. Embarrassments on both sides for Stella behavior but Stolas couldn't care. Just a reminder to remember their warning.

"Little Frogmouth." Stolas mumbled as his talon pet her hair. Watch as she snuggles into his scarf and chest. She been vocal, liking his scarf as it was warm. Look at the drawing doodles she has done. Look like stars, space and sparkles. Another look like the two of them.

It was unfair.

It shouldn't be them raising her. At last, they can't do anything to change that but try their best. Which is scary since it is them.

Target sighted.

Sight narrows with tech scanning in the room where he should be back. Two buildings away on a roof. Back of the head of the owl. Opening right there. Finish the work and get paid.

SHOT!

A shot was made but no contact at the target. Not even the sound of a window breaking.

Was that a bone that blocked the bullet?

Pull away to blink. What in sam hell was that? Sight back on the scope.

A target coming, fast and straight at the,

SMASH!

A bone pierces the scope but didn't stop as it lodged into the eye. A pain scream erupts as the bone lodged in their eye. Try to rip it out. Not seeing a figure approaching. A talon grabbed the other tail. Lift the one up in the sky. Then slam down on to the ground. The bone went all the way through this time.

"I wonder how the plants would feel about seafood."  Stolas stared at the hellborn as he was twitching on the ground. The owl arms crossed with a lack of a scarf around them.

It was being held by a sleeping Octavia back in the room. Very safe with two Gaster blasters for protection.

Lean down at the shark and tsk. Reach down to grab them. While opening portal that led to what look like a greenhouse. "About to find out. Make them sick I'm keeping your brain, heart alive longer."

A few days later.

Stella screamed at a package sent to her. Then let out a storm of curses of this threat sent towards her. Andrealphus looks a bit disgusted if suspicious when he looks it over. I was pair of blood teeth with skin still attached. A normal looking cell phone with blood smear over it. Still had the power to show a phone history list of a familiar number. A sticky note in place.

Strike 1 Pigeon.

P.S. Thanks for the free plant food.

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