Chapter 155

Party time!

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

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

They thought this party would be small.

All right, nothing really small when you party down at the Glutton Ring. Especially one of the parties is being hosted by the Queen of Gluttony herself!

Even the ones that are private. This one wasn't private as it was supposed to be normal well going out drinking, dancing and hanging out to party. Well, if they looked back when Loona mentioned the party, she went to was small. That was a big understatement. Along with finding out new details when driving the fan to a familiar bee hive mansion. The party got bigger with extra guests invited in a snap. Space being fine with the extra guest.

Why?

Fizzarolli and Asmodeus were going as well.

Stolas joining the fun as well

Okay Blitz did learn in advance they were coming. Stolas is coming too for the party. Just like eyes to make sure things are fine but fun too. The owl rode with them in the van.

So, we got a mix of hellhounds, imps, succubus, incubus and just hybrids all around. Just party away. Have a blast. Plus, maybe sneak a few pictures with Fizzarolli. But learn quickly not to overcrowd him too much as this is supposed to be a party. Plus, threats about phones being shattered.

Blitz, Sallie having a drinking contest.

The Queen Bee joining in. This time the drinking was just for fun.

Dancing all around.

A blast.

Partying all night long for everyone!

Well, maybe not everyone.

DING!

Moxxie pick up their phone. A small snort of a picture Millie of Blitz, Fizz getting caught trying to steal a barrel of booze.

"The party?"

"Mhmm." Moxxie put the phone down, after looking over another text, as they were looking at Octavia. Then glance back to check another text. "On their way with the snacks."

"All right."

Could say this a first they are 'babysitting' someone. Well, another term Stolas used at Octavia as a guard for a night.

Moxxie didn't want to go to the party. They don't care, even if they may not hear the complaints, but they just can't do it.

Parties will never be their thing. Not that kind of party. Doesn't care if you use the guard kind of card trick. Or the time going to Glutton when they just went inside the find the pair. It'll just not feel fun for them.

Sorry for being boring.

Along with Sallie very chilled with it now. Along with a sort of apology when she admits about a plan, no plans, to all most trick them to go. Almost didn't give them the whiskey bottle. Yet, cave in. Besides, not like it'll be the last time they'll see Sallie. Still, going to keep a close on her when she teases about bringing them to the next one.

Very alert.

So, after one phone call from Stolas asking them if they could watch Octavia. Sure, she technically can stay home. Didn't want her to be alone. Plus, well Octavia really couldn't go to this party being young still. The servants will be off too. So, it would be just her alone and doesn't want that. He may or may not be paranoid or just a bit protective.

Moxie just said yes.

Wow it felt very awkward when it was just them together in the mansion. It shouldn't be but in a way from another demon point of view it can be. Along with well you really know the other one better when the mask is in place.

Octavia was a bit grouchy now able to go to a party. But she wasn't complaining too much as she prefers to be home. Well, besides the babysitter part. Lots of notifications from her phone about the party. Loona with her friends. Then one or two with her father being just well her dad. Having fun.

Deserved to have some fun. He had been doing a lot for her after the divorce. Along with texting with Puppet about meeting up again soon. Explore a bit of space. Practice some magic.

Not tonight apparently.

Not like she has well anything against Moxxie. It was just very quiet. Quiet and extra silent compared to her. Along with the random times they met when she went to IMP. Then well a few things Loona would talk about her day from work and would complain about them. Some of the texting were humor at times. Even if last week was odd along with the suspicion with Loona and those conversations she heard.

Still, after the awkwardness there was a bit of light conversation. Just calm and easy to talk around. A little different but she is not one to judge. She is the creepy different. Then the next thing she know there in the living watching tv, at the same she working on her new taxidermy project.

It was nice.

Octavia got to explain her project. Try not to smile when they are asked some interesting questions to show their listening. Or ones that confused her not understanding well comments. Her eyes did soften when they mentioned her father had talked about them before. Okay she may have rolled her eyes a few things he said that did sound like something her father would say or ask. Her father is so weird.

Weird. Happy. There for her.

"This question is personal but are you fine with your father dating my boss?"

"Ex-boss? Loona mentions it."

"Soon to be ex-boss." Push a tool over to as she leaning out to get it.

"Will you say anything?"

A small shrugged. "Not my business."

The teen was silent as she looked at the project she was working on. A debate in her head. "I think it too soon he should be dating. But he was happy. I still think your boss is weird red dickhole. He treats my father well so differently compared to before. Well, personality and attitude may not be fully different. Loona says he is happy too. I just."

She still worries about being left alone.

Worry her father will leave.

Maybe still some anger at times at her. Until she had to remind herself that marriage wasn't healthy. Wasn't it a happy marriage between her families? Made her see hints of mother true side in the court room.

"I just hope he doesn't get hurt. This is so much the both of them. They are so different. I don't know how in a snap they can just be like this now. How can either of them be able to do this now? But a few months ago, it was so terrible. Disgusting too with no shame. "

"It is still early. They both are going to mess up. Two grown adults going to have trouble. Going to get looks. Will there be problems in the future? Yes. That's going to happen. But I can say this for sure." Hands her a tool.

Octavia reaches out to take it.

"Those two will fight so much for you and Loona. A parent love, a real one, can be so strong and dangerous. It's just taken time and different methods when it a relationship." Eyes lower down to the ground. A sort of a lost look.

"Do you love him?"

Look up at her. Taken back by the question.

"Do you love my dad and Blitz?"

Record scratch. Wait. What?!

"I um me? No, no. They got each other. I'm with another. I don't know- "

"I see how they look at you. How my dad's voice would change. His voice holds a different tone like when it's about me. Or Blitz. Lately I notice with you." Her head down a bit.

"You don't like that. Do you."

"I," She cursed to herself. Felt upset at herself not being prepared for that. Along with going deep into this now. "I think you're all right. You're cool to do something like this with me. Talk to me like still as teen but listen. Treat me not as a princess. I just worry."

About to open their mouth to say something. To not be worried. This doesn't hurt them in the slightest.

"Because the way he talks with you in that tone. It is the same way with Puppet. I thought he would be with him."

Freeze.

"It's stupid. Maybe childish and ridiculous. Slightly blame the red jerk but at the same time not. I wouldn't know how it would work either. But why does he want to bring you into a relationship but not Puppet? He loves them just like Blitz. Hell, maybe longer but didn't click later. The two of them were so. They both would rise. I just can't understand what is going on. Why you?" She rubs her face. Fuck, why she being teary eyes?

A tissue box was soon handed to her.

Took one as she turns to clean her face.

"Octavia, I don't believe your father wants me."

Turn as she is about to open her mouth. A bit angry and probably would have screamed. Maybe something extra regretful that her father shouldn't love them.

"But can you forgive me?"

Bright pupils expand in shock what they just asked.

"I still may think it not real or not. I wouldn't know how it would work. Maybe the same for Puppet." A tired smile passes their lips. "I never asked for this. I'm worried about believing it if it is real. Or can be a passing fling. Maybe it's nothing. I apologize for making you feel uncomfortable. Maybe even worse. "

"No."

Head down. Felt like storm was above their head.

"No. I. No, I don't mean that answer to be for that question. I grrr." Pull her beanie down and groan. "Why are you so mature than those two combined?"

"I think mature pushing it."

A small sigh as she pulls the beanie up. "I said no because you don't need to ask me such a thing. You're lost in this just like me. Not knowing what could happen. Just don't ask me a hard question like that again. You really can punch it in the stomach."

"But you can ask questions about corporal business schemes?"

A little hoot like giggle when she watches them tilt their head. "You're all right. I think you and Puppet would get along."

Try not to let out an awkward small laugh.

"Maybe father has the book in the safe. I could probably call Puppet to come and meet us bot-"

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

Yes, distraction! Along with now confusion.

"Did they arrive?"

"No?" Recheck their phone.

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

"Wait right here." Moxxie got up to go to the door. Peek out the curtain. What the heck?

"OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW?"

"Was that my mom?"

Octavia didn't wait at all.

Moxxie turn to see her standing there stunned.

"She not supposed to be here. Not even this property unless she asked Dad."

"Well, the pigeon the last one I can see respect all deals."

"Pigeon?"

The door opens.

"About bloody time! Have you bloody servants getting lazier?" Stella snarled down at the imp. "Move the door faster. I'm here to speak to my daughter.

The door stayed where it was. Just enough space see part of Stella face.

"You're not supposed to be here."

"You're not supposed to back talk." She snarled down and went to open the door. What the blazes? Can barely budged the door.

"You're not supposed to be here. Be on this property. Leave."

"I will not be ordered by such a lowly- "

"Mom you can't be here." Octavia interrupted as she coming up behind Moxxie.

"Octavia? Where your father?"

"Mom, you need to go. "

"I'm not going. I'm actually here to talk with you."

"Then will do it right here."

"I prefer inside. Honestly you have better etiquette than this Octavia." Stella rolled her eyes.

Moxxie glance to see Octavia fist starts to tighten open. Then she reaches out for the door handle. "Mox gives me a few minutes."

"She not- "

"I know I got this."

Stella smirk thinking she got this now. Then drop seeing Octavia not letting her inside but instead coming outside as well. Move to the side and is standing in front of her.

"All right what you want to talk about."

"Octavia this is better inside- "

"No, this isn't your home. Either talk or go." Look up at her.

The white feather demoness looks at Octavia and 'tsk'."Fine. This whole thing dropping your rights of the side our family. Well, this has gone far enough. This isn't a game, Octavia. Do you have any idea what the talks people are saying about you? About me? About your uncle."

"Honestly no since I got other things to worry about than other opinions. Who I barely know and don't know me."

Stella grits her beak. "Those demons are your other noblemen and woman. Those demons out there are going to look at you in the future. Remember your future and role as a princess."

"Right princess. Not the daughter of a noblewoman sister of a marquise. Don't worry dad been teaching me."

"Sure, teaching you to not tell Imps to stay out of conversations." Look at the imp still there at the door. "Do you mind?"

"No."

"This is private- "

"No, they're staying right there." She doesn't trust her mother at the moment. Rather have a pair of eyes as a witness.

"Oh, my gosh you are behaving so much like your father. This can't stand of such, embarrassing behaviors!"

"Embarrassing! Look who talking." Octavia grits her own beak. The teen about to lose it. "Here you are complaining about me dropping my title. I'm still a princess. You are just made you're not a princess. You're not the one who will be doing the work. I am. Not you. You who won't be able to control me."

"Control you! I'm helping you get ready!"

"Sure, when it convenient for you. Never me."

"Have you looked at yourself! Besides your studies in royal magic. I wouldn't deem you princess of the year. Even when I would bring to events. It gets you to be around your peers. You just scurry away with your depressing music."

She is not going to cry. She is not for this woman. Yet, it hurt. "I can't believe you at times. I can't believe a part of me wish this family was still together."

"We are a family."

"No, only when it looks good for you. I can't recall a time you would brush my hair. I can't remember I time when you would read me books. Hell, I had to ask Dad and another when I was my time of the months. You just said. Oh, time to see about matchmaking time. Or when I try to talk to you when Dad slept with the imp. You never talk or listen. You just keep ranting, bitching or throwing stuff around."

"I was angry as he tarnishing our name! He slept with the lowest of the low in hell! He slept with a thing like that." Stella points at Moxxie. A look of disgust on her face that shows the ugly instead of the beauty. "A thing that should be told what to do. That's all their good for in minimal things. Should be grateful to even serve for us."

"Moxxie."

"What?"

"Their name is Moxxie." Octavia took a step at her. "The one Dad slept with was Blitz aka Red Dick head. They aren't things. They are demons like us."

"They are nothing like us. We are better than them!"

"Right now, the only thing I see is sad angry woman who losing everything. Who can't handle the fact that my father is moving on? Who admits they messed up? Who admits they are trying to do better? While you are so focused on this, this obsession to make we are suffering till you get what you want! Which will be nothing."

"Octavia don't dare raise your voice- "

"Nothing. Just like you were nothing of a mother to me!"

Bodies soon pushed away. The teen's eyes widened when she took a step back as her mother moved in. Trip backwards but her mother still moves. The look of anger in her glowing pink eyes. Her hand came up fast.

"I will not be talked like that by spoiled brat!"

SMACK

Moxxie pushed Octavia to receive the slap. No, could actually described as a attack. There was something off about the slap that startled the imp. Then after slam into the steps of the stairs. Bounce off and roll to the ground.

"Moxxie!" Octavia runs down fast. Get to her knees to lift their head up. Why do they do that? They're so small compared to her mom but took that slap. A slap that felt so wrong. Like really felt it as.

Wait?

Was her mom using magic to hurt her father? Their eyes widened to see the side of their face bruised up. Sees the eyes look up at her with dizzy, confused expression. "Mox it's okay. You shouldn't have. Dammit this was supposed to be babysitting duty not be a guard- "

"Not going to let Little Frogmouth get hurt."

"You shou- "Octavia freezes. Her eyes went wide looking down at them.

No? That can't be. But nobody else should know that stupid, childish nickname. Only her father. Along with the one who made that nickname. Then it started to click with certain mannerism they shared just like another. The head tilts. Just little things. It just raised questions. So, many questions that a lot to handle.

"Puppet?"

"Frogmouth?"

Oh, fuck Dad crushing on another imp.

"Get off the ground you're not some low commoner." Stella storming down the stairs as she still looks peeved. "You are coming home young lady. This whole rebellion ends tonight. As for your father, I'll tell him I'm taking over your studies and we are fixing this. Now, stop cradling that useless- "

"Shut up Stella!"

Stell eyes widen. One point she even took a step back to feel the intense heat of magic coming off their daughter. No, this wasn't right. She is not strong! Weak like her father.

Did you forget her father is stronger than you? Could actually rip you to shreds if you weren't using your daughter as leverage. A daughter who has been taught as well.

Octavia snarled at her and hold Moxxie protectively. Her eyes glowing as she felt ready to snap. Maybe she will go demonic if she loses control. Which she wouldn't mind at the moment. Not going to let her slap her. Not going to let her hurt them like they did with her father. Will not take the one who been a part of her life like another family member.

Moxxie has explaining to do or just really lucky to guess the nickname.

Stella eyes glowed in rage and hand came back up. The hint of magic wrapped around. Maybe stronger than she would allow to not leave too much mark but didn't care but put her in her place. "Don't you dare talk to me like that you ungrateful brat!"

Hand comes down again.

Octavia eyes clenched

Stella eyes that were furious. Now widen in surprised.

"Don't you- "

Octavia eyes open and confused like Stella.

"-dare- "

Moxxie lift their head up slightly wobbled. Blink a bit.

"-touch my- "

Stella turns her body to the right side. Her wrist caught by whip. No, this didn't feel right. Hiss as thorns began to pierce into her wrist as they just grew. Then see who dares interrupt them in this matter. To dare attack her.

Octavia, while holding Moxxie, move to the side past her mouther puffy dress. Both their eyes widen at the sight.

Ivy was standing there, her green hair waving wildly from her sheer anger. A box out of the way. The amount of power she was letting off. It would have been enough to make the other overlords look at her warily.

"-SON, YOU ABUSIVE PIECE OF SHIT!"

~ ~ ~ ~

Done!

FIGHT!

FIGHT!

FIGHT!

Well then, I bet you didn't expect this!

Moxxie and Octavia are having a bonding time of sorts. Deep talk.

Stella just doesn't know when to stop.

Everyone in Gluttony partying away! WHOOO!

The reveal of many surprised. A fight? We shall see!

MistraltheSkelegirl have help me here along with upcoming chapter for your enjoyment.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!