Chapter 71

Here you go!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

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"Deal?"

"Deal." Verosika pouts cutely but inside a bit giddy.

Yes, she has Flaw!

Well sort of.

After Verosika crashed their apartment and wanted Moxxie to be her designer. There had to be some discussions and demands to be settle.

Along with no fighting.

Really, Moxxie just told her he is not going to be her personal designer, didn't want his face to be known, and such. Verosika almost went the threatening route to reveal who he is Flaw. Didn't want to but she was slightly desperate. Look all her designers are great and got some favorable outfits. But her pink fur coat always been her favorite. Plus, she bought a few stuff from Flaw and like the material.

Along with a pain in the neck to get personal slot!

Plus, while Vortex is a great Hellhound. Being in a room filled with Assassins and powerful Prince might not been the best step forward. Along with most of them really aren't close to her and probably wouldn't feel too bad getting rid of a popstar.

So, she listens to what Moxxie will do.

Once, he made everyone wait outside. Including Blitz.

It was actually a professional talk between the pair. After Verosika realizes how dense he is. Just making herself presentable, bring her breast up, and defiantly flirt remarks. Use a little succubus charm.

He just asked her if she was cold.

So, that was thrown out the window. But his response were humorous. Along with nice.

Then talk became business. While Moxxie does deal with Clients at IMP, past customers and at Guns Day. Verosika knows what she is doing to when she began to work in the music business.

She can be quite a businesswoman if she went that route instead of a popstar. But enjoys the fame too much.

He will make her an outfit. But! Will only make between one or two outfits. A month at most if there some important concert. He wasn't going to stop all his work just for her. He was going to listen. This was the same succubus he did help off the street. Still, surprised she still had the coat all these years.

Plus, this was just a side Hobby job after all.

She agreed to that along with something else. She wanted to be one of his models too.

"But I don't show faces?"

"I don't mind that. I can show off my body. Change it here and there for know one to put two and two together. But I will be giving you a shout out too you in my Sinstagram account when my personal ones are finished. The ones I will wear to show what coming up and special events. The money I make for whatever outfit or accessories you want me to try on. I want that paycheck to go to future outfits." Took a sip of her canister. Already filled it back up with the moonshine. "You really have been getting a big name. Don't see why you don't want other too know."

"I like my privacy and how I do it."

"And Blitzo?"

"I'm helping him out."

"Should just leave but can't stop you there. Try before. But the privacy thing I get that. The Paparazzi and clients can be vicious and bossy assholes. Got to be one back to deal with all that pressure." She looked at him. "I also thought since possible you're Imp. That was the other reason."

"I really don't care what others think about me for that. Their time being wasteful about it."

The succubus stared at him and cursed. "Fuck why did that asshole have to find you first."

"Random."

"That's not what I meant but sure." Tap her container. "Not going to lie. That letter you wrote me. Help my ass out a lot. Sure some shit here and there happen. Found out who I can and can't trust when they wouldn't help my ass. A dead body. Got my debt set. Along with the rehab but I kept going."

"I um thanks?" He looked at her for a bit. "Do you want me to kick Blitz ass for you?"

"I rather do it instead but don't need my heels to get dirty. Just to see him suffered knowing I figure it out worth it. May have to see his ugly mug a bit more. But I can actually be professional and ignore him. Or be in a separate room."

"You stole his credit card didn't you?"

"While he was bitching his ass off." She smirked and show him.

"You two defiantly have some issues."

"Damn right."

The talked It over for a while till they reach the agreement.

Blitz pacing back and forth outside the door. Tempted to knock it down so that popwhore wont ripped Moxxie off. Sure, this is technically Flaw business. But that Moxxie In there with his ex! Sure he dealt with her and her posy group. Under different circumstances.

Ready to use a window even if it means interacting with the rats. Maybe Bombproof can help out.

Vortex and Loona chilling as they talk together.

Millie on the phone with Maria, Ivy about the current situation.

Striker and Stolas having a stare off.

"Whelp Maria said if the star does anything suspicious or makes Moxxie uncomfortable. To leave her alive till she gets her." Millie looked at Blitz as she got off the phone.

"Dammit! There goes throwing her into the rats." Blitz growled.

"Rats?"

"Wrath Rats." Loona answered for Vortex. "They live on the first floor."

"That explains the sounds and smell."

"Enough chit chat! Loona what are they talking about in there!"

"Wasn't paying attention."

"But Loonie what if that bitch making out with our Mox!"

"I doubt that and our eardrums would have burst by now."

"Good point." Rub his chin.

"So, you been friends with Moxxie for years?" Stolas looked down at Striker. Trying to start some kind of conversation.

"Since the Critter was a youngling." Striker playing with his blade.

"I bet he used you as a mannequin a lot."

"Not really." Striker shrugged while the inside growling. He didn't want the Goetia know things about his Critter. The only time he was one for punishment. Damn brat shouldn't have looked so smug. "Would just surprise us with outfits he make."

"Like what?"

"My hat. One of his best works." Striker smirked and tilt it up.

"It does seem like it. My little owlet likes to buy from Flaw like the stuffed plushy or a beanie. I haven't bought anything but quite a nice collection. Hate to admit I rather not cheat on Puppet."

"Aren't you already doing that or whatever?"

Stolas stared at the snake. Then it click.

"Oh no! Not like that!" Stolas waves his hands and blush slightly. "Well, Puppet actually sews too. Quite beautiful work I must say. I think them and Moxxie would be nice friends. I should see if they are willing to meet up."

"Would have to see it to believe it." Striker arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

"Huh?" Stolas blink and eyes narrowed back. "Well, my Puppet made me a blanket."

"Well, my Critter made a jacket."

"Puppet made a beanie."

"Critter made a plushy."

"Puppet made gloves from stars!"

"Critter made a dress for our non Prom!"

"This is pathetic." Loona looked at the two fighting.

"A bit but amusing. Um who Puppet?"

"Some mask wizard from space."

"Loona stop telling you bitch friend about our work!"

"He going to be hanging out with us if Fatass agrees with your ex."

"Plus, if he says anything ill rip him to shreds about my Puppet." Stolas chimed in.

"Noted." Vortex just look so confused and no going to even ask.

"You're Puppet?" Blitz stared at Stolas and eyes narrowed. "Wait a minute! Have you been fucking them when I fuck you behind your wife back?"

"No! No, of course not! Wait a minute? Why do you care?"

"I don't!"

"Aww is Blitzy jealous!"

"Stolas shut the fuck up! I'm not jealous and I can get anyone I want!"

"Just admit it you miss me and want me again."

"In your nightmares! The sex was great but not dealing with your junk!"

The door open up and the pair came out.

"Moxxie!" Blitz rushed over and pulled him away. "Did she touch you anywhere?"

"What? No."

"It was tempting." Verosika smirked at Blitz. Not fazed by his growl. Did tense up seeing Millie and Striker looked. Jeez did everyone want him? "But we talk business. We made a deal so I won't say anything who Flaw really is and you're looking at Flaw new model."

"What!? No, I'm the new model!"

"Stop bitching."

"I'll bitch as long as I want too!"

"The tumbleweed going to love this."

"You know what." Blitz growled and smirked. "Sure I don't mind sharing the spotlight. But she gotta do what we all did."

"What?" Moxxie looked confused and look at the others. All them did indeed.

"Oh yeah? What is it? Some initiation." Verosika snorted.

"Yes."

"But Sir-"Moxxie mouth covered by Blitz tail.

"You just got to do one little tiny thing. Then maybe I won't ruin your hair."

"Your face already ruined my phone. But sure what is it?"

"Ever killed a rat?"

"What? Are you serious? A rat." Verosika snorted. Oh please that shouldn't be too hard.

Verosika screams can be heard as she was inside the first floor apartment.

"Got to kill many as you can in thirty seconds!" Blitz laughed and holding the door knob.

"Wow Blitz that cruel." Striker at the door to get ready to pull him away. If the others tell him too.

Millie was sweet enough to let Verosika use one of her weapons. Vortex on standby to go in any second now along with holding her coat. Stolas waits. Moxxie doesn't look amused at all.

"It's called survival!"

"I don't know Blitz. We technically didn't do this."

"Hey! We all had to deal with these furryasses in some way. So, she now knows what at stake here!"

"So, mean Blitzy."

"She has your credit cards."

"WHAT?!"

Blitz ready to barge inside till Verosika slam the door open into him, jumps out and slam in shut. The hot pink succubus panted, covered in blood, hair ruffled up, and closed a bit torn. She had a craze victory look on her face while holding some dead rats and a bloody axe.

"Here your fucken rats!"

"Where my credit cards!"

"Go in there and find them yourself!"

"May I have those?"

"Congratulations on this fake initiation nonsense."

"Do I have to do this?"

"No."

"Yes! We're going in there!"

"Tex get in there and make sure Blitzo doesn't get his credit card!"

"You damn bitch!"

"Flapjack!"

"Assaholic!"

"Arsehole dickhead!"

"Vortex already went inside with Loona."

"NOT MY BABY!"

"GET BACK HERE!"

"MY SNACKS!"

"WEEEE!"

Moxxie and Striker in the hallway as they watch them go inside.

"Should we help?"

"Naw they got this Critter."

"So, does this count on the scoreboard then Rattles?"

Striker pulled his daggers out and runs into the apartment

Moxxie stared at the close door and sigh.

He'll get the First Aid, chocolate and alcohol ready.

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Done!

What you all think of the deal between them?

How many poor souls will die or eaten in that room?

The Credit Card defiantly destroyed.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!