Error wanted rest! Not be a Imp...Oh well 2.0 Version

Chapter 126

Chapter 126

Here we go again!

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 and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

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Blitz half paying attention to Fizz. Who finally calm down a bit. Dramatic much. Soon their mind wanders a bit the past two hours. No longer on the ground as the cage hung up in the air.  Along with the warehouse in general. Just thinking.

If he just got his phone back. The timing as well. It had to be Moxxie. A last-minute meetup. Now this.

Heard annoyed sound that Fizz started to make. "Oh, chill out, jester. Christ on a stick, it's like you've never been tied up before!"

"Sure, but not by a bunch of psychos!" The jester grunts, falls down. "And a piece of shit!"

"Am I- okay, Am I the psycho or the piece of shit?"

"Both!"

"Yeah, that checks." Shrugged a bit.

"How is this happening?! I was just supposed to grab some gas station milk and rehearse some juggling...!"

"Oh relax, I'm sure your big royal chicken ain't gonna let anything happen to his peppy lil' fuckdoll." Gosh he wishes he brought the book now. Actually, scratch that. Don't need this group to have it. 

Fizzarolli gets frustrated, and sits up straight to scoot in front of Blitz. "Ohh, playin' that card, huh? Okay, what about you? Seems your tastes have gotten more... regal, lately. Heheh..."

Blitz snarled at him as his eyes rolled," Well yeah, unlike you, I fuck who I want, when I want. I'm not going to be tied down to some big blue-blood."

"You could've fooled me the way Princey was."

"Hey!" Snarl in his direction. "Stolas only cares about having a rugged peasant raw-dog him into his mattress! Which by the way we haven't done in months. What we have is nothing...Just business...It's nothing else."

"Then why were you even there at Ozzies?"

"I didn't pick the place! Stolas did after I told him many times it wasn't grrr. He just wouldn't listen."

"Whatever," Shrugged as he shuffled around in the tape," I don't actually care."

"I mean Stolas is just a loud thirsty bitch who loves feeling' the thrill of getting dicked by the lower class. It's a novelty to him." Roll his eyes as he rants away.

"Literally just said I don't care."

"And then, he'll call me to see how "my day was!" and he'll pretend to care about me, & comment on my photos, & LAUGH AT MY JOKES- "

Fizzarolli sarcastically replied, "Oh, well that's "definitely" your clue right there that it's all bullshit."

"I KNOW, RIGHT? "Not seeing the face Fizz just sent him. "Just, laugh. Laugh. Laugh. Get into my good grace. Anything to make me excited. Then he just wouldn't move. He was just right there. Mox just right there and not knowing when to just- "

"Who the fuck is Mox?"

"Stolas is just a," Shit, shit, shit. Can't think of those two together right now. Say something, come on. " He's just a fake, privileged asshole!"