Itty Bitty imps: One shots, ficlets, and more

Are Paci's Okay?

Summary:

Fizz needs to ask Asmodeus for something, but he's scared Ozzie may judge him.

Notes:

Can't think of any trigger warnings...

This takes place somewhere in the first Itty bitty imps.

Fizz had something weighing on him, and he wasn't sure how Ozzie was gonna react.

See, one day he was so anxious, he chewed through his pacifier, and he didn't have time to go get another one before moving in with Ozzie.

And he can't really order one because everything Ozzie orders is inspected for safety reasons.

And he can't go to the store, because he's not allowed to drive.

And most of all, if he bought one himself Ozzie found it- what if he didn't like it?

When Fizz is little, he's usually four.

Four year Olds don't need paci's. It's silly that he even wants one...

"Ozzie?" Fizz asks, walking over to Oz while he was working on something at his desk.

Ozzie completely abandons his work to give Fizz his full attention. "Yes, little one? What is it?" he asks.

"I-I..." Fizz hesitates, rubbing his arm. "Uhm."

Asmodeus tilts his head, then he gets on his knees to face Fizz properly. "What's wrong, little bot?" He asks.

"I want something." Fizz says. "But, I don't know if it's allowed."

Asmodeus smiles. "I'm sure it is, Fizz. And if it isn't, I won't make you feel bad for asking, I promise."

Fizz frowns. "Well..."

Asmodeus pets Fizz's head and smiles at him. "It's okay, Fizz. Just tell me what it is you need."

"I don't need it." Fizz admits.

"That's okay, what is it you want, you know I'd do anything for you, right?"

Fizz nods.

"You don't have to be afraid, beetle." He promised.

"I wan' a...paci." Fizz mumbles.

"A what?"

"I too old, I know. But I like them...they help me calm down when I have one." Fizz says. "An' mine is broken." Fizz takes his old and finished pacifier. "See?"

"Ohh a binkie!" Asmodeus says, realizing finally what Fizz was asking for. "Of course we can get you a new one!" He says.

Fizz smiles, but then starts crying softly.

"What's wrong, bot?" Ozzie asks.

"Jus' it okay?" Fizz asks. "Mm'a big boy, I promise." He says. "I jus-"

"Oh, baby. Of course it's okay. Big boys can have pacifiers too. Just like cribs and toys and anything that helps you. You are what's important, bug. Not stupid make believe rules society made up." Asmodeus says.

"So, big boys are okay to haves Paci's?" Fizz asks.

"Of course, Fizz. Especially if they make you happy." Asmodeus says.

Fizz nodded, but cried more once he was able to breathe again; this took a lot out of him, to finally ask this of Ozzie, and his response made him realize that Asmodeus really truly loved him for who he was.

No one else did...

"Come here, bug." Ozzie says, scooping up the little one and hugging him. "You are such a good boy, Fizz. And I love you a ton. You never have to be afraid of that, no matter what, I'll always love you."

Fizz smiled, and wrapped his arms around Ozzie. "Fanks, Ozzie."

"And you want to know something else, bug?" Ozzie asks.

Fizz nods.

"It's okay if you're not a big boy all the time."

Asmodeus bought him like 20 pacifiers that day.

He only needed one or two, but Fizz appreciated it.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this fic! Please comment and leave kudos if you did. Ans feel free to request either on here or if you want to request something that has nothing to do with IBI, try my other fic: HB and HH agree one shots (it's something like that idk 🤷♂️)