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Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Onward!

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.

I do not own the rights to the music.

Error/Moxxie speaking

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"I apologize about them Bloody. Their maniacs."

"Not at all. The tips are worth it. Plus, rather not have me head chop off after Stolas failed 'cuddle' attempt." Bloody holding a still traumatized Crimson in her arms.

"He's going to regret it in a few hours." Glance at the four passed out in Blitz van.

Drunk black out.

"All of them will." Bloody snickered. She pulled out the stronger liquor. Don't asked her how she got one of those fancy wines. Not your business. "Have a safe drive, Amigo."

"Have a good rest." Moxxie gets in the van. "Let's drop you off first Frogmouth."

A long drive to that area of Pride. But they made it to Stolas mansion. Easily carried the lightweight bird in his arms.  Along with getting inside the mansion. The servant was off today. Goes straight to living room and lays him down on the couch. He was given a tour when he came by to watch a movie as Puppet. So, would be a little strange how he figured out his room. Besides going in each room. Found a blanket and lay it on him. Then left a small note.

Just telling him he was drop off, was passed out drunk and it was nice fun. Also, that Bloody not thrilled he try to 'cuddle' her pet rat.

Next, up was his apartment to drop off Millie and Striker.

Oh, right Striker won the apartment.

Blitz was bitching about that for two weeks straight.  But Striker seems willing to make a compromise with the pair. Whatever it was Moxxie never asked. That's their business not his. It was amusing to watch the pair clean out the dead rats from the apartment, throw out furniture and anything else that once resides there.

Yeah, that room had to get fix and clean up badly. Even Mr. Orson had to intervene and throw in some money to get the place fix and decontaminated.

Still, they all keep eye out for any rats that can be elsewhere. So, Moxxie did add the extra magic protection when Striker, with suspicion possible Blitz and Loona too, moved in.

Goes to check on Bombproof in the back of his cozy stable. Protection as well. Sees he got his meal for the day. Gave him a few head pats and goes back to what he needs to do.

Brings Millie up first to her room. He carried her bridal style. The blood thirsty Imp girl giggling in her sleep. He snorted in amusement and laid her down in her bed.

Next, up was Striker. Just carried him on his back. Well, his lower part did drag a bit on the floor. But they weren't far away so it was issue. He had to use his key to get the door open. Striker did wake, his head on his right shoulder, up a little with a hazy look. His left ringed eye staring at him.

"Critter?"

"Go to sleep Rattle."

Next, thing that caught him off guard was when he nuzzles his face.

"My....my...favorite Critter." Striker muttered drunkenly and just gave him small nuzzle. The smell of alcohol made Moxxie move his head a bit.

"Sure I am." Rolled his eyes and lays him on the couch. "Get some rest Ratt- "