Helluva Boss - One-shots (Taken 9% Seriously)

1 Shy Owl, 1 Forward Imp 🔴

"Blitz, are you sure about this?"

"Don't worry bird-brain," Blitzø hummed as he wagged his tail with anticipation. The day was blooming with an autumn sent, and the trees were losing their leaves. Stolas had a beautiful light tan sweater on; along with that he was wearing a white beanie to cover himself from the cold. He himself wore his favorite black sweater that allowed his horns to poke through the hoodie. His pants were a dark shade of red. 

"I-I don't think I'm sure about this." His breath was visible as he spoke, which Blitzø saw. "I've never done this before," he added with a nervous chuckle. "I don't think I'm ready."

They were going to do the most difficult thing in the world: ride a horse together. 

"Stolas please, you're ridden me before-- it's not that different. You just relax-" he inhaled and exhaled- "and breathe it out."

Stolas only huffed a soft laugh but eventually followed Blitzø's advice.

"Number 665: Prince Stolas and Blitzo, please come up."

Quickly, Stolas took Blitzø's hand and walked up to the instructor. He didn't bother struggling (it was normal at this point), and followed him up the stairs. His eyes glowed as he watched the horses trot in circles with a person on each one. He wasn't going to pay attention to the two next to him for sure. 

Stolas stepped up while correcting him: "The 'o' is silent please, but yes that is us."

"Alright. Prince Stolas and Blitz, please follow me."

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Blitzø already knew the room was going to smell like horse shit, but that didn't stop him from inhaling the air to smell the horses themselves. He coughed out the air from his lungs right away though, which made Stolas hoot out a laugh. "Oh dear god!" he managed to hack out. Blitzø, with a slight blush in his cheeks, rolled his eyes and pulled Stolas closer. "Come on, I just want to ride those horses."

The instructor wasn't paying attention to them, which might've been for the best. "There's only two horses left as of now," he said while looking around the barn. "One is named Buttercup--"

"We are taking him!" Blitz blurt out while running towards the imp. Stolas nearly tripped because of Blitzø's dash, but he caught himself. The imp cocked an eyebrow and looked at the prince for approval-- he wasn't about to let a lower class chose for the higher. 

"Ah ha, we would love to ride Buttercup--" 

"I don't think ride is the right word, Stolas," Blitzø smiled at Stolas, who was visibly squirming. "O-oh, I mean... We would love to have Buttercup."

"Okay. Thank you for choosing him. Be aware he jumps whenever a loud noise startles him."

"Watch as he 'accidently' makes you fall onto me, and I 'accidently' kiss you," Blitzø teased. "Then we 'accidently' start making out."

Stolas was too flustered to respond.

{End of Gaiety's preview.}