"Alright team, a few things we have to go over." Blitzø stood with his hands on the table. He scanned over his team. Millie, Moxxie, Loona, Puffzie, and Octavia.
"As you know, the deal between Stolas and I, has been terminated, due to that preppy asshole thinking he can just do what ever the fuck he wants!" he took a deep breath. "But he has agreed to let us borrow the book, so business can go on as usual. We've got a new recruit that needs training, that will be Moxxie's job, and I'm not sure why Octavia is here, but she's here. We've got three clients today, all easy kills, we should be home by lunch. Does anyone have any questions?" He stood up and crossed his arms. Everyone at the table shook their heads.
"Alright, then let's go kill some sons of bitches." He grinned, excited to get back to his old job.
***
"You ever shot a gun before?" Moxxie asked Puffzie. They had been left behind Welshmen the others went to kill, so that Moxxie could train the rookie.
"No..." they trailed off.
"Stabbed someone?"
"No."
"Decapitated?"
"Nope?"
"Blew something up?"
"Nuh uh."
"Killed a fly?"
"Not on purpose."
Moxxie just stared at them and blinked, his mouth in a shocked O.
"Well, you're not giving me much to work with, but we'll find something." He assured them.
"Try this." He handed her a knife. They just looked at him.
"Throw it." He motioned to the target. They raised her arm and threw the knife, releasing it at just the right time to hit a bullseye.
"Whoa." They looked amazed.
"I did not see that coming." Moxxie mumbled.
***
Millie and Blitzø were laughing when they came back through the portal.
"Good work today." Blitz put his hand up for a high-five, but Millie just blinked at him.
"You trying to leave me hanging?" Blitz said awkwardly.
"Oh, right, sorry. You've just never said anything so nice to me before." She high-fived him.
"That's not true, I say nice things all the time." He pouted.
"No you don't." Loona said from the front desk, not looking up from her phone.
"Oh, you got a letter by the way." She threw an envelope at him. He scanned over it, his brow furrowing. It was addressed to Blitz himself.
He opened it and read the letter, a familiar pain gripping his heart.
You've been invited to the wedding of Stolas Goeita and Krager Ruford in the pride ring.
We hope to see you at twelve o'clock this saturday.
Sincerely, the Goeita family
"Are you going to go sir?" Puffzie scanned the letter over his shoulder.
"Ya. I mean, he was good to me, it's the least I could do." Blitzø sighed, angrily crumpling the letter in his fist. Everyone looked at him with surprise, but he just glared at them and stalked off to his office.
sry for the short one. have a good day :)
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Cigarette Daydreams [Stolitz]✔️
Fanfiction*Kind of complete kind of canceled* *** "He can get hurt?" *** All it took was one shitty accident to destroy everything Blitzø had ever thought about Stolas. And all it took to rebuild it was one thought; 'I won't let anything hurt him ever again'...