it had been weeks, hell even maybe months after the birthday incident with Fizzarolli. He tried visiting many times but anytime he went to try the nurses said Fizzarolli didnt want to see him. So he decided to take matters in his own hands. He climbed up the window, groaning as he flopped on the floor of the hospital. “Fucking assholes..” he muttered as he sat up, looked at who was in the bed. And to his surprise it was.. “Fizz?..” he spoke out.
Fizz was half asleep, but he heard his name, so he turned so he could see who said it. His eyes widened at seeing him. "Blitzo..?"
he rubbed his arm as he looked at him. “Sup..” he muttered, he now had a white scar on the right side of his face.
"..hi..."
“so uh- how are you?..” he said awkwardly as he sat on a chair
"What do you think.." He sat up, having the robotic limbs already from Asmodeus.
“heyy!- that's cool?.. you know you have- robotic limbs their- amazing?..” Blitzo said, trying to lighten the mood, it clearly didn't work.
"mhm.."
“...happy.. birthday?” He muttered
"my birthday passed, Blitzo.."
“..happy late birthday?” He tilted his head.
"you ruined my birthday." He shot a glare at Blitzo.
“well- i-” He stuttered.
Fizz looked away from him, anger in his eyes.
“i mean-“ he gulped
"Spit it out."
“I didn't ruin it-“
"I lost my limbs!"
“you uh- you got them back so!..”
"Because I agreed to work with the king of lust!"
“oh wow. That's uh, real great.” He scoffed
"are you even going to fucking apologize?"
“apologise for what?” He tilted his head
"leaving me to fucking die! You looked at me then fucking ran away!"
“i went to go get help!"
"you ruined everything!"
“..I didn't ruin everything.”
"and what didn't you ruin?"
“i- your.. face?” He shrugged
"oh wow, thanks."
“It's a reasonable answer.” He crossed his arms
"why come in through the fucking window?"
“cause you didnt want to see me so the nurses wouldnt let me in.” He scoffed
"I never said that I didn't want to see you?"
“you didn't?" He glared at him
"no? They didn't tell me you tried to visit."
“I've been trying for weeks,” he scoffed
"well they didn't tell me that!"
“they told me you didn't wanna see me.”
"I never said that, Blitzo."
“ohh- we both got fucked over huh?.”
"..yeah probably."
“Welp. Whatever.” He grabbed the nurses chart board and started drawing horses.
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The Mammon concert.
Fanfictionthis story is about Blitz and Fizzarolli, some parts apply to cannon, some parts don't. It will include bits from s2ep6. This story was a roleplay me and my friend did but we decided to turn it into a book/fanfic! Short description about this book...
