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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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((Request by: BloodChaos420 Request: A simple request Have Octavia accidentally call Moxxie/Error "Dad" or "Father", and trying to explain that she sees him as a second parental figure.))

"No, not like that."

Octavia gritted her beak as is holding up the forcefield. "I'm trying!"

The young princess needed to get out the mansion for a while. Not wanting to listen to her parents argued again about cheating. So, after one phone called with a portal open. She was soon spending time with Puppet in space. It was relaxing and to be away a bit. Which felt a little sad at times to get away from them. Then shook her head out those thoughts. Puppet asked about training was and she was excited to show him a few things she is learning.

Still learning as the magical forcefield was unstable and a bit small. Only able to surround her as she trying to expand it.

"You're putting too much of your magic in your palms. It is making the shield unstable."

"I got it!"

Moxxie countdown in their head.

The shield then just burst and crumble to pieces as the magic drifted away. The teen stare and cured. "Come on! What the fuck I do wrong?"

"Your just focus on one area of your hands." Walk over to take her wrist. They're on finger trace her palm to her fingers. "You got spread your magic in different directions in your hands to the fingers."

"Why can't you train me." Octavia grumble. Look her father has taught her well about magic, along with control. Then with the book and her own magic she can do outside without it. Still would like to be taught extra. Well, as much she allows on the book if its not with the Red Dick head. Find that unfair.

"I would be horrible Litte Frogmouth." Sees her head still down. Not that they can blame her. They too are displeased about the situation. Plus, with them working at IMP and do see the book. Just slight disappointment as this would bring a headache. So, could say offering little hints and tips what to do with Octavia. Quite frankly they are quite impressed how much she can do. "It still lasted longer."

"It was still unstable."

"Then you do it again Little Frogmouth." Turn around to walk back to their spot.

The princess rolled her eyes and lift her hands up in the air. "Fine Dad, I'll try it that way."

The imp in disguise tripped over.

Octavia head down in embarrassment as she sat by them. How very quiet they were being. Dammit, Dammit. This one those things she never wanted to say out loud. Yet, at the same time she wasn't lying. In a way she did see Puppet as another family figure.

"Octavia that only came out as a joke. Right?" Look at them for a response. Wave it off as it was nothing. A joke.

The teen was very quiet.

This has to be a joke, right?

"No, not joke. I mean I do see you like another uncle but at the same time. Your kind were like another parental figure." Octavia looks up to the night sky. "You done things for me. Talk and explain things to me. You helped me in parts I was never sure how to talk to my dad about and mom really doesn't care."

"So, being blunt part of the parent job."

Let out a little snort. "You're a been too honest but I like it. Something needed to hear now and then. Or when you get at dad."

"Mhmm."

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Its nothing unusual just." Debate how to say it. "Just wouldn't expect that kind of title."

Stare at them. She soon scoots closer as the other doesn't move away. Both close to close to the other. Octavia closed her as she rests against them. "I think you would be a good parent."

Moxxie doesn't believe they would be a good parent. It was something they don't want to be. Content with that as well.

Glance at the owl resting against them. Today really did seem to have made her very tired for a small nap. Vulnerable but trusting towards them. How much they watch her grown. How many times they have talk to them. Listen to them crying. Yelling. Answer complicated questions they didn't want to reply too but did for she had to learn. Use their magic to move the scarf to wrap around Octavia shoulder.

I guess with Little Frogmouth that can make exception. Always did after letting her be part of this life.

At least if Madre ever joke or asked about Grandkids. Can just tell them Little Frogmouth what their getting.

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((Request by NielCyber Request: What if Error and Satan had Damian from the Zoophobia webcomic? And the sins wondering how he got married and had a child and never invited them, with Satan just saying and almost yelling in anger at them saying that he sent several invitations and that they never responded to his letters or to his wedding invitation or his son's birthday completely pissed at them. For when the sins come home and see the mailboxes and emails completely full of Satan's invitations.
Note: Possibly a part 2 in the future if others like this.))

They are seriously singing right now.

Satan holds a non-amused expression as he listens to Stolas sing oh so wonderful master plan. Fuck's sake can't everyone lie and deceive better! Bloody dammit now the imp about to sing. You know what fine. He'll join this little façade when the moment right.

"I can't/Than live life without you by my side

So if it keeps you alive!

What are you doing, I don't deserve this!

I am the mastermind, the master of my fate!

I realized too late!

Sure as the stars have shined

Don't give your lif-"

RING!

Music record scratch.

RING!

Everyone looking around for the phone that was distracting. The rule was it had to be on silent.

RING!

"Hold that number."

Everyone started to see it was Satan pulls out his phone. He answers it while staring at them with a bored expression. "Yes.... I'm a little.... HE DID WHAT?! WHERE THE FUCK IS TEL-Oh! Oh! So, it's my fault to give them a break.... I only agreed to hear less complaining...Yes, this is life...Of, course know the...Oh, so now it my fault. Hey, they wanted lie, and I wanted they...We live in Hell...They are the ones who started to sing-That beside the point where is he.... Good and they will stay there till I get over there...Fine, yes, I agreed this kangaroo court case was lam-To be...Hey I do not even know what that meant!"

Everyone shifty eye. Who was he talking too? The Sins even look a bit confused not sure who he was talking too.

"-Well, what would you do.... Fair point and extra humiliation...Fine! I'll come over now." Close their phone as he stood up. Crack their neck. "Okay this court is on hold. Prince Stolas you're on-house arrest. IMP you will be under close observation. Marquis Andrealphus you sister on house arrest and that hitman better be smart to stay as well. You five take care of the arrangements. Any of you disobeyed this I will turn you to ashes. Will come back in let's say next week."

Turn to a whirlwind of fire and teleported out of the spot with YoGirt.

"What just happen?"

The five, well four since Belphegor fell back asleep, as they look at each other silently.

That was really weird.

"Soooooooo can we go?" Blitz asked awkwardly as he stand by Stolas.

After getting things settle up. The sins got back together to talk. The end of the trial was very off. Satan never just left a trial like that. He is the "law" as he would put it. So, all decided to head off to the Wrath ring for a visit.

Arrive at the castle merged to the volcano.

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

"We should just kick the doors down."

"Oh, please be our guest and do it."

"No, way you block dragged me here. So, you do it."

"Your just as curious as the rest of us what that stunt was at that trial."

Satan then appeared in front of all of them. He looks very displeased to see them. "What are you doing coming to my home?"

"We um came to say hi?"

The Sin of Wrath didn't look impressed in the slightest. "Hi? Really."

"I mean you did ditch the trial."

"The trial was waste."

"You were ready to kill an imp."

"Yes, and now I'm getting the boot to my ass. "He growled as he looks back inside his home.

"Hey, I just realize something. It has been years the last time we came inside your home."

It was true. Honestly none of them can think last time they were at Satan home. It also was different. Was it at volcano last time? Or was it one of his other homes he has around the ring. The last time any kind of event, like a royal kind and forced to host it, would be at one of the other buildings. Never his home. His reasons well legit and didn't want anyone at his home.

"I'll keep it that way." Satan wings then block the entrance when Bee try to go in. "No. I don't want any of you in. If you want to talk about the trial will go elsewhere."

"Were already here."

"We can go elsewhere."

"Don't see the big deal."

"Your one to talk you hypocrites when the other crashed their homes."

"What you are hiding?"

"Nothing but these fists ready to slam your heads together if you don't piss off!" Began to grow bigger.

"Lizard-breath what you are doing?"

None of the five not recognizing the soothing voice. Startle when they watch the dragon used his wings to block the door. Not letting them peak at all.

"I'm busy."

"Sure, you are."

"I am."

"Lower wings and let me see."

Wings lower down to see a tall jackal demoness with a bored expression on her lovely face. Tear mark down her cheeks that blended with their fur. A black high neck top. A trench coat wrapped around the waist. The parts were so long that you mistake it for a skirt or blanket instead of the coat. Legs that could be scene in black legging. Black gloves. A blue scarf wraps up around their neck and seem very comfy. Yellow. with specks of blue, eye staring at them.

"Oh?" An apathetic expression. "It's them."

"Who the hottie?"

Satan arm wrapped around their shoulder in a protective, possessive and fierce manner. Wing flair back up with their eyes glowing. "My Partner. So, don't even think about having them!"

"Partner?!"

"Your hitch?!"

"You're with a hellhound!"

"Again, your hitch!"

"Any other surprised you want to spring out of your ass!"

BOOM!

Everyone heads lifted up as the debris of window pieces and smoke coming out.

"HAHAHAH, I DID IT!"

"DAMIAN!"

Everyone did see a small fury head pop up from a high window. The blink as they let out a weak chuckle. "Heyyyyyyyyy."

"Are you for real?!" Satan twitching while their companion didn't seem to be surprised. "We are just. Bloody dammit could you have waited an hour!"

"What? I didn't mean to accidentally blow up my window." Sit over the window edge. Their cowboy boots just swinging around. He put his hand on their chest. "I swear to the innocents of the graveyards we have in the backyard."

Satan shook their head and pinch the ridge between your eyes. While their partner may look bored, they did pat his arm in comfort.

"Hey? Who the old farts?" Damian stare at the new five demons. Then his ears perk up high if it was possible. "Wait a minute is this them? Ha!"

It hit them when he was looking down at them.

"Who you are calling old?"

Then drops off the window but their body surrounded in a red-black magic outline. Soon can see them better as they look like the other jackal with minor differences. A pair of short black and white horn on top of their head but tiny as their fur was in the way. A long ripped black, red t-shirt dress. Flies toward Mammon and snickered. His bright-yellow pupils showing playfulness and mischief "I'm talking about your oak man."

"Oak man! What that mean?"

"It's a tree duh. Old and getting senile. Unless that's part of your act." Damian cackles shoving the jester hat further down.

"Oi you little shit!" Grab their head wear to pull it back up.

"Let's see. Let's see. Also rest of you. Hmm expired fry chicken." Damian points at Asmodeus.

"Hey! I'm not expired little man."

"You're not fresh either." Snicker and fly further up to not be grabbed. Goes to look at Beelzebub. "What does the fox say?"

"Ha Ha." Bee arms crossed. "Never heard that one before?"

"So, you're not senile yet." He snickered at her gap expression. He snickered and went up to Leviathan. "Hmm let's see Been There and Done That."

Both the heads gapped but then snarled. "You little shit you know who we are."

"Why should I?" Flick both their forehead. "Fishcakes aren't my type."

Both try to grab him but just fly out of the way. Only to slam into Asmodeus instead when he tried to grab him.

"Hmmm this one to easy." Points as Belphegor just passed out on the ground. "But at least not all of us need to be Sleeping Beauty."

Smooth little shit trying to mock all of them. Sure, Asmodeus and Beelzebub can handle it. It just was so unexpected.

Damian cackle but then got grabbed like a squeeze toy. Soon face to face with Satan. Let out a little giggle. "Whoopsie."

"Damian."

"Come on they had it coming for a while." Damien looks at the other jackal. "Right?"

Look up. "It honestly could be worse."

"How he behaving not making it good picture for us."

"Like your one to talk when they wouldn't reply to the letter. Along with behaving like some corrupted judge on live television. Honestly you must be inhaling so cheap ass weed to let your thoughts be that clouded and move" Glance at the five. 

That made them confused. Letters? Also, wow they really going at it on them. 

Satan snarled as he looks away. Really to not show he look slightly He then let out a sigh as his gripped lighten up around the other. Look back at the smaller demon and tap their nose. "Will discuss this after dinner and get that window fixed. Now go with them I need to have a few words with the rest."

Damian perks up as he jumps to the other parents' arms.

"You're not a pup Damien."

Stick their tongue out playfully and just cuddle against the other. "Dad your just jealous I can be carried by Mada."

He growled lowly.

"Lizard-Breath," Turn around to go walk back inside. As they do their free hand went to pat their arm first. Then as they walk their finger sliding over his muscle, to the parts of his wings as they walk inside. "You're the one who actually spoils him."

Satan fist tighten up and glare at his wings to dare not shuddered. Also, cursing out those fingers in their mind along with other things they will keep for later. No, he does not spoil him! Just a reminder he a prince that it.

"Gah! Really Mada you're going to make me throw up."

"Good," Pat their son head, "You can start cleaning the bathroom while you're in there."

"Dammit!"

It soon clicks for the sins, even the Sloth, what just said those last few seconds.

"Dad?"

"Mada?"

The pair went back inside while the others still talking.

"What the fuck is going on Satan? Since when do you playhouse!"

"Yeah! Your married."

"You have a kid."

"How that possible we can't have children?"

"Why didn't you tell us?"

Satan exploded after holding back.

"I HAVE TRIED YOU FOOLS BUT YOU ALL KEEP DISMISSING ME! SO, MANY TIMES NOT JUST YOU BUT THAT LAZY KING AND WENCH! I SENT OUT INVITATION TO ALL OF YOU TOO MEET THEM!"

"Those motherfuckers!" Satan roared as they flipped the table over. Their partner by their side saves the cake and alcohol at least.

"THE FESTIVAL INVITE!"

"Those motherfuckers!" Satan roared as they shoot fired in the air. Their partner shaking hands with the stunned imps. Fireworks in the background,

"WEDDING"

"Those motherfuckers!" Satan roared with his wings spread out.

"Do you King of Satan the embodiment of Wrath take them to be their partner."

"I do." Back to calm

"BABYSHOWER"

"Those motherfuckers!" Satan roared as they finished setting, aka order the servants, to set up the baby shower. Their partner just facepalm while also protecting the terrified staff and guest that did arrive.

"BIRTHDAY PARTIES!"

"Those motherfuckers!" Satan roared and slammed a bat down on the pinata. Their son and the other children cheering happily at the destruction.

"FUCK SAKE YOGIRT ONLY MET THEM 12 YEARS AGO AND GIVEN THE TITLE UNCLE!"

"Those motherfuckers!" Thrust a finger at the therapist playing a puzzle with their son and Partner. "You're the new Uncle and you're not arguing about this!"

"ALSO, WE HAD SEX THAT HOW WE HAD A CHILD! NOW GET OUT!"

"Can't we talk about this like civilized demons?"

"NO!"

Got kick out through a portal.

Use that time, after getting a mental countdown, go home. Everyone did check their mailboxes. The other mailboxes. It was a lot. Plus, letters cursing them all out over the years for missing everything. Ones even sent by the partner that made them get a full body bone chilled.

Got a lot of groveling to do.

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Done!

What you all think?

In the second request, and if your familiar with Zoophobia. Error looks, mostly like Narissa in this besides few changes in that current scene. They real form still their skeleton self. This is just one of the forms they learn and taught themselves. Damien would have other forms to change too. Currently like a mix from the comic and the first episode Son of 666. Will be a drawing in the future as I do want to draw it. Just wait and see!

Any questions?

Until next time.

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