Helluva Duo (Blitzo x Fizzarolli Fanfiction AU) |

No One Bullies My Friend

The morning sun cast a warm, golden glow as Blitzo arrived at the school bus stop. There, he found Fizzarolli and Barbie, his lifelong friends, waiting just in time for the bus to pull up. The familiar sight of the school bus had a way of making Blitzo nostalgic, reminding him of their carefree childhood days.

As they boarded the bus, Blitzo couldn't help but notice how much they had all grown. Fizzarolli, once the innocent and bubbly child, had transformed into a theatrical demon. His fast-talking demeanor and crude sense of humor were unmistakable. Fizz's rough jokes and puns often left their friends in stitches, although he was quite selective about his audience.

Barbie, too, had shed her sweet innocence, and she had evolved into an egotistical and narcissistic young woman. She exuded an air of arrogance, and her manipulative tendencies were hard to miss. Like her brother, she didn't hesitate to let people know when they failed to meet her high standards.

Focused on success and harboring a sense of professionalism that he prided himself on, Blitzo had grown as well, but not without quirks of his own. In his pursuit of legitimacy, he often came across as immature and disrespectful, much to the amusement and chagrin of his closest friends. They questioned his flamboyant but questionable decision-making skills, leaving him at odds with his own ego.

Blitzo had a tender side that he reserved for those he truly cared about, even though he didn't show it as often as he probably should. And, of course, his unwavering love for horses remained a central part of his life.

With these newfound personalities and traits, it was safe to say they were no longer the sweet and innocent kids they used to be.

As they settled into their seats on the bus, Fizzarolli couldn't resist a playful jab at Blitzo. "Blitzo, you're almost late today. Up drawing horses all night again?"

Barbie chimed in with a smirk, "Yeah, he needs his beauty sleep. Those posters of him and the circus won't hang themselves."

Blitzo shot back, "You guys wouldn't understand my creative process." He pretended to be annoyed but couldn't hide his smirk. Despite their teasing, these interactions were a testament to the enduring friendship they shared.

With their playful banter echoing in the background, they settled into the bus and embarked on another day at school. Fizzarolli took his seat alongside Blitzo and Barbie with her clique, ready to face whatever challenges their day would bring.

One thing was certain: their friendship had endured the test of time and change, and there was nothing that could break the bond they shared. Blitzo and his friends may have grown and developed their own unique quirks, but their unbreakable connection remained stronger than ever.

As the school day began, Blitzo, Fizzarolli, and Barbie went their separate ways, each enveloped by their own circles of friends and activities.

Barbie, always surrounded by her followers who eagerly bent to her every whim, set her sights on the day's objective: finding cute boys to talk to. With a swing of her hips and a wink, she led her loyal clique into the hallways, confident that they could easily turn heads.

Meanwhile, Blitzo and Fizzarolli joined their group of guy friends and embarked on a different mission – to create chaos and make a ruckus around the school's common areas. Their troupe was known for causing a good-natured stir, and today was no exception.

Blitzo's quirky ideas for their next prank met with an unsavory reaction from their friends. They dismissed his suggestions, labeling them as "dumb" and claiming that Fizzarolli was better at coming up with ideas. The comparison stung, echoing a sentiment that had persisted from their days at the circus. Even Barbie, his twin sister, had achieved more popularity in school, making Blitzo feel like the perpetual outsider.