A Shitty Reunion

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a couple years later Blizto had dated people to try and get rid of the feelings for Fizzarolli. He hadnt visited him in years. He had called stolas for a 'date' so he could spy on moxxie and millie.

Fizz was performing and introducing Moxxie onto the stage before stretching up to the little balcony where Ozzie was sitting and sitting next to him. Looking around and he spotted Blitz, rolling his eyes.

he was just minding his own business, trying to spy on moxxie and millie.

"that prick, why is he here..?" Fizzarolli spoke, looking away.

Ozzie, or better known as Asmodeus, spoke up. "who baby?" He tilted his head.

"the imp next to Stolas. Of course he's next to Stolas.." he groaned.

"danm. Stolas went for a imp?" Ozzie let out a low laugh.

"yeah."

"jeezus." He muttered

"eww, what the fuck is this song? It's making me want to rip my ears off-"

"lord now you mention it, it does."

"can we crash it? Can we??" He looked at Ozzie.

he snickered "sure baby boy."

"yess!"

After they crashed the song, someone spoke up, drawing Fizzarolli's attention to them. Unfortunately, it was Blitz.

"Hey, now! I've watched those two pork many times, and they make missionary look relatively exciting!" He glared at asmodeus and Fizzarolli.

Fizzarolli frowned, glaring at Blitz. "Is that Blitzo? Oh you're showing your face? Hey everybody!" he got everyone's attention, and the spot light pointed at Blitz, "This guy's a total disgrace. Some nerve you got to comment on a relationship, last I checked your love life is a pile of shit!" He glared, walking over to him.

".." he glared at him. "Oh fucking hell." He scoffed, he thought or hoped it at least would have been a robo fizz and not him himself.

"and you said you and Stolas 'weren't friends.'?"

"well- we arent- its a business deal- were partners- bussiness partners- just- bussiness fucking." He glared at him

"uh huh." He rolled his eyes.

"its business fucking!- we're not speical to eachother-"

"boringgg"

"so it isn't like you and the rooster bitch do the same?"

"no? I only fuck people I have interest towards, Ozzie's my boss."

"and?. You can fuck your boss."

"I only fuck people I have interest towards."

"and you call me boring."

"Yeah, I also call you a bitch and a liar."

"You're the bitch."

"At least I didn't leave you in a fire."

"..i said i was getting help."

"what else did I call you?"

"A liar?"

"exactly."

"i went to get help."

"i did!. Plus it seens like you already got the fucking help." He glared at asmodeus

"atleast he stuck around!"

"yeah probably for your whore ass." He scoffed

"what, you jealous?" He smirked.

Stolas had stood up, trying to leave, before being pushed down by Asmodeus. "Come on stolasss. Look how entertaining this is but damn. You stumped low with a peasant like him not going to lie."

"..." Stolas looked down.

"At least I earn my money bitch." Blitz glared at Fizzarolli.

"I'm starting to see why your dad liked me more."

he went slient before glaring at him. "dont you fucking go there you stupid jester."

"its true, I mean, what did you dad make you do again? When you went to Stolas' place?"

he looked at stolas then back at Fizzarolli "dont fucking go there. You dont know shit."

"nah, you should tell him. Tell Stolas that stupid game you made, was just to steal from him." He glared.

"you dont know shit you were just a stupid clown!"

"so we're you!"

"plus you werent even there!. You don't know if that's what i did or not."

"you told me!"

“i did not!. It was a game of pirates.”

"is all you do fucking lie!?" He glared.

"..you were the one who stole from us, Blitz?"

“i didn't steal! His making shit up.” He scoffed

He moved away from them, going back to the balcony.

“yeah run away from your fucking problems.” He scoffed “I'm leaving.”

"i should leave too.." Stolas stood up.

They got up and went out of Ozzies.

Fizz sighed, looking the opposite way.

“Stupid fucking jester.” Blitz muttered

"Blitz..?" Stolas spoke up from behind him.

“What stolas.”

"I want you to be honest with me, did you steal from us?" He went to place a hand on Blitz' shoulder.

“why the fuck does it matter? You're a rich asshole anyways.” he glared, slapping Stolas' hand away.

"I'd just like you to be honest with me, Blitz.."

“so what if i did?. You had money I barely had shit. It's not like you can't replace what i stole.”

"I won't be upset, Blitz, I just want you to be honest with me."

“sure. I did. Whatever.” He got in the car.

"..alright Blitz, can you drop me off at home?"

“obviously. Where else am i dropping you off?” He opened the passenger door, raising an eyebrow.

He paused for a minute before getting in the car. The ride back was long and painful, full of silence. Neither of them said a word.

When they were at Stolas' house he got out of the car, the leaned to the window. "I was thinking, since Octavia is with her mother this weekend, we could..-"

“im really not in the mood for fucking right now stolas.”

"we could talk, I have some wine in the house..?"

“still not in the mood for fucking.” He glared at him.

"that's not what I'm asking Blitz.."

“uh huh. Sure it isnt.”

"we could just talk.. maybe cuddle, watch some shows and drink wine..?

"“stolas. Dont act like what we have is anything more then YOU wanting ME to fuck YOU.”

"..alright," he backed up from the window, "goodnight, Blitz."

“yeah. Goodnight.” He drove off.

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