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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 of Error being Valentino.
Note: Short. ))

"For the last time Angel. No."

"But Daddy- "

"I will cut your pay if you call me that again." Valentino eyes glowed as he stared at one of recurring actors. Right now, behind his desk I'm just working on paper work. The last movie production was finished. A break for everyone.

Valentino has nothing against the older man-brat. What? The spider is older than them Hell year wise. Can be a young adult brat. Yes, they are older being from another realm once upon a time. Besides they slightly pity the spider when they found him behind a dumpster after being beat up. Not like the ones he beat up were any better. Quite impressed.

"Ouch you know where to hit it." Sits back down against the chair and pouts. "I just want a different part is all. Not the dumb bimbo to get killed."

"You literally put in your resume 'I'll be that dumb bimbo bitch to get killed' to get a job."

"I didn't think you take that literally with every part I played." Which was his fault. If he knew at the beginning when he was offered a job, but had to put in paperwork, it would have added to some kind of professionalism.

"Don't be modest." Wave him off. "You didn't play ever movie I done."

Angel groans as he slams his head on the table. Then look up as he slips out a pout. "You promise me to be a star?"

"Don't twist my words with me. I promise you enough money off the streets but it would be hard. You be a background character first." Raise his shades up as those red-yellow hued eyes look at him. "What you do with your money at the end is on your time."

"You sure were a parent when you were alive?"

"No." Slide the shades back on and go back to look at the paperwork, a computer open and two books.

The spider tilts his head at all the work on the desk. "What you even doing?"

"Research."

"Ohhhh!" Lean in closer. "For another upcoming movie?"

A shrug. "Give or take."

"Not even a little tease."

"No." Then hands him a sheet of papers. "Here."

"What this for?" Scans through it.

"Photo shoot to keep you occupied. One of the regulars got sick. So, I need someone their height. You fit. Talk it over. Go over to see costume needs any readjustment before the shoot."

Angel Dust perks up at that. "Thanks, Big V!"

"Beat it."

Probably should hire one of those sassy secretaries to get everyone to stop entering their office.

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((Continuation of Moxxie/Error and the two overlord husbands.
   Note: Short.))

"You actually brought us to court!"

Moxxie glare at the two of them at their side of the courtroom with a lawyer that was a Baphomets. The other two on the other side and just astonished. No, lawyer on their side as they didn't think it was serious. "I wasn't joking."

To be frank the two overlords should have studied that document better. They didn't even think about it since in Hell no laws should bind them besides a soul contract or deal. Plus, the thought of a court system is laughable. Until the letters reach them, teleport them to the court room and see it was not a joke at all.

Until you remember there are laws Hellborns have. Laws that if a sinner somehow break, cross can be pulled in. We're a rare few cases a sinner got trial in a Hellborn court and exterminated.

Good times.

The judge yawns. One of the Goetias relatives with no seat but hey still got a comfy job no less. It does look like they want to be elsewhere. "We are here for the divorce procedure?"

"Correct your honor. As you can see from evidence, personal testimony and video clips. My client is asking to be divorced as there is no real connection. It was a one-night stand with a troubling outcome for these three strangers. All we asked for is a signature so my client won't be bound by these. Degenerates."

"Degenerate!"

"Huh two sinners with a hellborn. Don't see that a lot. Wonder what dumbass got that approved." Read it over and hum. "Mister Whisk Imp. Did you consummate in the marriage."

"No, with neither of them."

"You sure."

"Positive your honor." The lawyer spoke up again.

"Can you two say this as well?" Look at the overlords.

"I mean our clothes were on."

"Not like I would allow it."

"Oh! But allowed yourself to get drunk and married!"

"I think your speakers are broken."

The judge slams the mallet down. The sound forces the two to focus on the judge and quiet. "It's a yes or no. Not bickering session."

"No, we didn't."

"No, done nothing."

Stare back and forth on either side. Then look at the paperwork again. "Mister Whisk. You are demanding nothing from them in this divorce. Correct?"

"You are correct."

"No, money."

"You are correct."

"You even handed them the rings to do what they want."

"That I did."

"You do realize these two are overlord?"

"What your point."

"I see...Are you two seriously trying to waste all of our time. You practically got a golden ticket. They aren't asking you two anything." The judge rubs the edge between the eyes. This is stupid. Why would you even want to stay with an imp? Sinners are getting dumber these days.

"We have our reasons."

"Personal reasons."

Both of their pride for one.

"Just sign the paper."

"Huh."

"Aren't you supposed to listen to both sides?"

The judge just gave these two sinners a blank look. "Quite frankly I don't care. You two already gone very low to marry an imp. So, sign the papers. They demand nothing. You two don't even need anything."

"Again, we have reasons."

"They even traumatized my co-worker."

"Why?"

"Mister Valentino, the Overlord of the film industry. try, and physically, grab my client. Moxxie was defending himself. Moxxie is not even one of his workers." The lawyer answered them.

"I see. Well, that matter is different and has nothing to do with this case. Along with no report. So, its dismissed."

Vox rubbed his face and took a deep breath. "This is actually happening this can't be happening."

"I for one have no problem of our husband putting that moth in its place."

"Your husband shot you."

"Correct."

"It wasn't reported."

"...Correct."

"Witnesses saw, did nothing and didn't report it either."

"...Correct."

"Dismissed."

Alastor opens wide smile with his neck cracking.

This might be an issue after all.

"What do you want you from us?" Vox yelled at Moxxie right by them.

"Both of your blood to be signature on the divorce papers."

"I think we can arrange that."

"What kind of judge are you?"

"I demand a retrial!"

"By what grounds?"

"We have no lawyer!"

"That your two faults not mine." Point at the other side. "The imp got a lawyer. If anything, you two are morons not reading the fine print. Not only wasting my time but your two as well."

"Aren't we supposed to be given lawyers if we request it?"

"HA! HA! HA!"

Thats answers that.

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