Chapter 98

Here a small funny on how some of them are doing at the moment.

Apologies in advance because Blitzo. That's all you need to know.

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, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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"Alright everyone. Yesterday was hectic. Dreams crushed. Striker glad your cut whatever was important short to rush back."

"I just reschedule."

"Will talk about that later. Moxxie you look like you got hit by a asteroid."

"Go, get eaten by a rabbit."

"Noted. Where the book?" Caught the book before it hit their face. "Strong throw and nice. Millie loving the gloves."

"Thanks Blitzo!"

"Loona, looking amazing as always."

"I'm regretting getting out the bed now."

"So, as you all remember what happen yesterday, besides Striker not being here but was told over the phone. We got think of a better code for the safe."

"Not 1234."

"Are you for real?"

"Any who. It needs to be something only us five can know! So, give me some numbers demons so we can get to work slaying people! But were going to avoid LA for a while."

"Fine with that."

"Same."

"Now numbers. Hmm oh how about 6667!"

"Are you for real?"

"What? Number six, seven rings. Oh! 0613!"

"Friday the 13th?"

"No? Hmm then again I don't want to think about a hockey mask killer with mother issues. How about 6969!"

"Seems cliché."

They were going to be here for a while. Wonder what everyone else is doing?

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"Dad how come mom not taking any plants? Or kitchen supplies?" Octavia looked at the kitchen and how a lot of stuff still here. At least the boxes.

"Because your mother can't cook and the plants are mine." Stolas petting one of his venus fly traps while watching the moving crew outside the window. "Besides whatever she touches dies."

"Isn't that giving her too much credit?"

"No, seriously as much as she love her garden parties. Great at planning them. But was never a good gardener herself."

"Has she tried?"

"Yes, and then burn her own garden to the ground. Then strangle at the gardener to blame someone."

"...What was grandpa on when he set you two up?"

"I don't know. Camel manure?"

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"Will that actually work?" Maria looked amused as she on FaceCam with her girlfriend.

"I'm telling you it will." Ivy grinned as she in her work room. "Call it a backup if I'm not in the mood to fight."

"Wouldn't the smell will give it away."

"Oh, Lobster after all those pies and sweets over the years I made. It's been upgraded. They won't notice the difference. Or taste. What you doing anyway?"

"Hmm thinking about to show you something I bought. A little treat." Small purr and waits for a response but sees she too deep in her work. Must be that deep in her work. "Ivy!"

"Huh? Apologies. I was making sure it was even out. What you say again?"

"Here I was going to dress up very nice for you. Shame I guess I can return that outfit."

"Whoa now. Let's not make any kind of rash decision."

"Says the one making literal poison rash cream Buttercup."

"It's only for the ones who stupid enough to rob me."

"Won't they find it suspicious you are giving them free treats?"

"When it free junk at robbing gun point you think they'll care."

"Good point. Oh, I love it when you use your wickedness."

"I do to but I would really love to see what outfit you got."

"I'll go put it on. Wait your pretty vines right there."

3 minutes later.

"Maria is that a lobster onesie."

"Don't you like shellfish?"

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

"I'm wearing it when I come over and not taking it off."

"You cruel imp."

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"Sallie May! What did we tell you about dragging the bodies in the crops?"

"Dangit Pa I'm not saying sorry! The bimbo had it coming!"

"Keep your relationship deaths out of the crop field! Now bring those bodies to the bulls! We got enough blood soaking the crops ground."

"Come on!"

"Your deaths! Your responsibilities!"

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"DAMN YOU STOLAS!" Stella yells as she sees her stuff come out the moving van. "THAT IMP SUCKING POOR EXCUSE OF A PRINCE! I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE MADE SURE HE DID THIS RIGHT! HOW DARE HIM! LOOK AT THIS! MY WARDROBE! MY FUR COATS MADE OF ENDANGER BEARS! THE GRANITE! MY PORTRAITS OF ME! THIS BETTER BE REMOVABLE INK! WHERE THE JEWELS! DID YOU MOVER STEAL MY DIAMONDS?"

Andrealphus taking slow sips as he watches his sibling rip into the movers. Literally. "Stella stop killing them. I'm not ordering from the company to send in new workers to get the rest of your hmm choice of tasteful material."

"Are you seriously dissing what I like right now?"

"Yes, yes I am."

"Look who talking you ice cream head!"

"You did not just dis my hair cut!"

"Well, I just did!"

"I will go over there and toss your wardrobe to the poor!"

"How dare you! I will bring your wine to a soup kitchen!"

"TOUCH MY WINE CELLAR AND ILL BURIED YOU IN THE SNOW WITH HELLHOUNDS PISSING ON THE SPOT"

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"I'm telling you man! That roof haunted! Look how many victims it took with them!"

"Sir, this is the line to get coffee. No, one died just got a bad headaches or now afraid of roofs."

"The roof aliens are real!"

"Or could been a bored rando dared to stay up and throw crap."

"No, man! I'm telling you its sign! I got hit with an empty tick tack container! Look I had to get stitches!"

"Sir, all I see is horrible drawing of stitches with a band-air over a big bruise."

"It's proof! Everyone else got imprints as well!

"Look I really don't care. They are at least alive unlike the ones who are victims from Brenna Ranger having a melt down and kidnapped their sidekick Victorian partner, along with animal kidnapping. Are you going to order or what?"

"We must worship the roofs!"

"Rob get the manager. We got another one about to start a trend."

"Oh, it Becky."

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"Alright!" Blitzo slammed his head down on the table. "Have we all reached an agreement?"

The meeting looked destroyed. Well, extra mess then normal. Chairs flipped over. The marker board covered in many number, doodles and questionable pick-up lines. A random window broken.

"We have."

"Yes."

"It's for the best Blitz."

"Stop being melodramatic and reset the code."

"I will, I will."

All them go to Blitzo office. Watching him reset the numbers and put in the new one.

1125

"There everyone see it."

"Your safe sucks."

"Its great safe!"

"If Loona can hot wire a car. Then anyone can get in this safe!"

"Even the number are coming off I bet that how Octavia figured it out."

"Then we scrape off the numbers and put new stickers on it. Oh! Let get one with horses, bullets and horses!"

"How old are you again?"

"Legal age!"

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Done!

Can anyone guess why those number? Should be a bit easy. Maybe. If the first one can figure it out. I'll do a drawing request.

Maria asked/pay Moxxie to make the lobster onesie. Moxxie had too much fun making it for his Madre.

The robbers that come to Ivy store did indeed take the sweets with poison rash cream that mixed with icing.

Stella and Andrealphus sibling fight.

The roof victim conspiracy/cultist got kick out.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!