Cigarette Daydreams [Stolitz]✔️

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~3 months later~

"Alright, Karl, let's do this." Blitzø patted the pony on the rump. The small horse snorted in response. Blitz mounted the horse and picked up the reins, taking a deep breath. It was his first show in hell, the Greed ring, to be exact.

"Now, please welcome Spike and his mighty steed, Karlson!" At his cue, Blitz gave the pony a good kick, and they shot into the ring. They slowed down once they were under the light's, doing slow laps as the imp stood up and did a handstand on Karl's back. The crowd cheered and laughed as he did a backflip, landing back in the saddle. Rings lowered from the ceiling and he whispered words of encouragement to the pony as they jumped through them. As they did a few more tricks, Puffzie and the other trapeze artist, Velvath, swung through the air above them. The crowd was loving them, but they got even louder when the elephants came out, picking up peanuts and throwing them into the crowd. Archie stood in the centre of the arena and juggled knives while balancing Piper, the little Schnauzer, on his head. Everything was going fine, and Blitz was having the time of his life, as usual, and then he spotted him. In the crowd, a familiar owl prince was sitting by himself. Their eyes met, and it felt like the whole world froze for a second. The imp quickly looked away, swallowing the lump in his throat.

After the show, Puffzie noticed something was off with their best friend.

"Hey Spike, you ok?" they asked when they got back to their trailer.

"Ya, just thought I recognized someone in the audience, that's all." he grabbed a beer out of the fridge and climbed into his bunk.

"Do you ever think about your old life?" Puff sighed, grabbing a bag of cheez-ballz and plopping onto their bottom-bunk.

"Ya, a lot, actually. I miss those dumbasses. Weird, right?" he chuckled, turning on the TV mounted on the wall.

"Can you tell that story again? The one where Moxxie killed that bitch... uh...what was her name?" Puffzie rolled over onto their back, looking at the picture of Verosika Mayday taped to the baseboards of the top bunk.

"Stella?"

"Ya, her."

"Of course, I love that one!" The imp launched into his story, a warm, happy feeling in his gut as he reminisced.  Suddenly, there was a pounding at the door.

"Who is it?" Puffzie groaned.

"It's Dan! Someones here to see Spike."

sry for the very short update.

i'm hoping people will start reading this book soon lol

have a good day :)