Fizzarolli x Asmodeus Oneshots

"Workaholic" (FLUFF)

{Hello, readers! Before you read, I would like to say that I am in dire need of requests. Please make sure you read my rules before commenting, but I'm already starting to run out of ideas. I would LOVE to write what you guys want to see. 💜

But, I digress. I hope you enjoy!}
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Fizzarolli sighs as he hears Asmodeus at his desk, most likely reading his "fancy ass magic spell book" and clucking angrily. For about a week, Asmodeus had been bombarding himself in his work. He had been doing so much work recently that the imp, who constantly needs affection, hadn't been getting the affection he needs.

He had also been seeing Asmodeus with bags under his eyes, something the sin previously NEVER had. It was becoming extremely obvious that this working obsession Asmodeus had wasn't healthy, and needed to be stopped.

Fizzarolli had been giving all of his dogs baths when he realized how long Asmodeus had been working today. He sighs, but starts to aggressively pet the dog he just finished washing.

"Oh good Slutbag! That's such a good boy!" He coos to the dog, talking in a baby voice. Slutbag just stares at the imp blankly. "So dumb but so good! So good! But you know what isn't good, Slutbag? How much your other dad has been working! That's right! Your other dad has been working too hard!"

Slutbag barks in response to the imp's words. The dog's tail wags happily. He obviously has no idea what the imp is saying.

"Do you want me to go confront him? Huh, Slutbag? Should I confront him?" Fizzarolli asks, still talking in the baby voice. Slutbag barks in response again, his tail wagging even faster.

"Okay, Slutbag. I'll go check on him," Fizzarolli says, dropping the baby voice. He picks up the dog out of the bath, and kisses his forehead. The imp then sets the dog on the ground. Slutbag barks loudly, instantly running off. The dog runs straight into the couch, a semi loud bang being heard as the dog makes contact.

Fizzarolli laughs, but walks over to Asmodeus's office. He lightly knocks on the big door, not wanting to disturb Asmodeus that badly.

"Come in," Asmodeus says, watching as the imp walks in. A slight frown is on the imp's face, causing Asmodeus to slightly worry. One of his goat heads shows concern, while the other shows a completely blank face.

"Hey, Ozzie. You know that you've been working for 9 hours today, with only two food breaks, and very few bathroom breaks." Fizzarolli states flatly. He isn't mad per se, just ever so slightly disappointed in the sin's insistence to continue the work.

Asmodeus nods, "I am aware, Fizzy." He starts flipping through his "fancy ass magic spell book," and not looking at the imp.

"You need to take a break. This isn't healthy," Fizzarolli gasps happily. "WE SHOULD CUDDLE!" His tail starts to happily wag behind him, as a huge smile forms on his face.

"Fizzy, you know I can't stop. I have to finish this," Asmodeus sighs. Fizzarolli face turns to that of overdramatic anger.

"Oh come ON, you killjoy. You need a break, and I need to be cuddled! It works out perfectly. Besides, you're being a workaholic again, Asmodeus. You know how unhealthy that is," Fizzarolli persuades. Asmodeus just shakes his head, going back to his work.

Fizzarolli's tail flicks with the slightest amount of irritation. He groans, crossing his arms in an overdramatic fashion. Suddenly he gets an idea and his tail twitches happily.

Fizzarolli extends his left robotic prosthetic arm, and wraps it around Asmodeus's arm like a cobra. He then starts to lightly poke the sin's shoulder, a mischievous smile on his face. Asmodeus glances down at Fizzarolli, being confused. Fizzarolli continues to lightly poke the chicken's shoulder.

"Fizzy? What are you doing?" Asmodeus asks, looking down at the imp. "Why are you poking me?"

Fizzarolli just smirks. "I'm just poking you," He says, slightly smiling. "Oh! And I'm not going to stop until you take a much deserved break to cuddle with me," Fizzarolli says happily, continuing to poke Asmodeus's arm. Asmodeus just rolls his eyes and tries to go back to working.

After a few seconds though, the poking was really starting to get to Asmodeus. Both of his goat heads show signs of displeasure, and he hadn't made any progress. "So...you won't stop until I take a break?" Asmodeus asks, looking at the imp. His annoyance was obvious in his voice.

"Nope," Fizzarolli responds, a shit eating grin on his face. His tail wags, feeling oh so smart for this.

Asmodeus gets up his tri-feathered tail lashing in annoyance. "Fine. I'll take a break to cuddle with you," Asmodeus groans, stepping away from his desk. Fizzarolli smiles widely, his tail wagging. His arm slinks back down is arm, and back to how he normally has it.

One of their other dogs, Cumshot, runs into the room, barking happily. Fizzarolli grins and picks him up. "Does Cumshot want to join me and Ozzie's cuddle session? She does?! Oh yes she does! Cumshot wants to cuddle with her dads!" Fizzarolli coos, talking in the baby voice yet again. Asmodeus chuckles at the name, looking at the small puppy.

Asmodeus walks over to the couch as Fizzarolli cuddles Cumshot. The imp sets the dog on the ground as the sin lays on his side. Fizzarolli curls into a ball in front of Asmodeus's lap, the sin then curling around him. The blue feathers of Asmodeus caress the small imp's body, making him giggle happily in delight.

Fizzarolli reaches his robotic arms around Asmodeus's waist and hugs him close. The prosthetics then fully extend, slinking up the roosters waist. Asmodeus clucks happily, pulling the imp into him. A light blush forms on both of their faces at this show of affection.

Cumshot and Slutbag then run into Asmodeus's plumage, their small heads slightly visible. Fizzarolli smiles, nuzzling the two dogs with his covered horns.

Both of them look at each other, smiling contently. Asmodeus is happy to finally get his break, and Fizzarolli is able to get the touch he craves once again.