Chapter 131Aw shoot. Looks like we have another one here.
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments, bad flirts and needles.
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"Stolas?"
"Oh, hello Blitz."
Blitzo stares at Stolas standing by Loona desk. He looks at Loona who just shrugs. Then back to her phone. Glance to see Millie, Sallie head peak out from the meeting room. Look back at Stolas standing there in the Royal wardrobe.
Last time he saw Stolas physically was a few weeks ago. He just finally left the hospital. Back at their home. Blitz didn't use the front door but sneak through the window. Which was the living room. That Stolas, and his daughter were in. Just watching TV. Stola's leg and shoulder wrapped up.
It was very awkward.
Octavia did leave the pair of them alone. The teen looked extra grouchy but gave them space. Then there was just extra awkwardness with the TV being the only sound. The first thing that comes out of their mouth.
"Sorry my employee boyfriend tried to assassinate you."
That's one way to start a conversation that day. After that short visit there wasn't another physical meetup. One Blitzo had to keep running his business. Keep himself working as they got bills to pay. Try to get things back the way they were. Even if so, much has changed. Plus, Stolas was healing, duties, and other business.
Until right now.
"Stolas? Heyyy um did you need something?"
"Actually, I want to discuss a matter with you. Are you busy?"
"Um Loonie?"
"No, one called in and that mission we can't do till tomorrow. Client order and pay."
Blitz mentally cursed. Well, got to follow the client demands. Or don't have too either. Gah but got to have that sweet cash. "Fine, call them again to double check. Come on Stolas I got some time."
"Wonderful."
The two of them are now in the Blitz office. Blitz behind his desk in his chair. Stolas sitting down in the chair that was small but it would do. Still, even as he was seated down, still was the taller of the two.
"So, how the leg and shoulder?"
"Better now. Still, some soreness but that's not anything new there. Just shouldn't run till I get the okay." Stolas eyes scan the office a bit. Then their eyes set on the portrait behind Blitz. A portrait of Blitzo, Loona, Moxxie, Millie and Striker.
The former clown notices and curses. "About to replace it soon. Got keep something right there."
"Yes, a new horse portrait could work."
"Yeah, saw a few to work that out." Wrote a small note for a new portrait like they should have gotten. Yet, I still kept it. "But any who besides redecorating. Do you need something Stolas? Someone to get killed for another global warming predicament?"
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Error wanted rest! Not be a Imp...Oh well (Discontinued read description.)
Fanfiction(This story is discontinued. There is a 2.0 Version updated.) Error jumps in the void. He thought hurray rest, freedom, and a big middle finger to Fate. But nope instead he is given a new chance. A new beginning. As Moxxie the Imp. The assassin weap...