Helluva Duo (Blitzo x Fizzarolli Fanfiction AU) |

Performance Of A Lifetime

The day had arrived for the showcase of fresh new talent at Ozzie's, and Fizzarolli was in his element, playing the role of the enthusiastic host. He stood on the stage, welcoming the guests to Ozzie's with his usual charm and charisma.

"Ladies and gentlemen, fiends and sinners, welcome to Ozzie's!" Fizzarolli's voice rang out with excitement. "We've got a truly spectacular show for you tonight, featuring some of the finest talents Hell has to offer. So, sit back, relax, and prepare to be entertained like never before!"

Backstage, Blitzo and Verosika were in the final stages of their preparations for the performance. They exchanged encouraging words and practiced their routine, the nerves giving way to excitement.

"We've got this, Blitzo," Verosika said, her voice brimming with determination. "Tonight, we show Hell what we're made of."

Blitzo nodded with a confident smile. "That's right, V. This is our fucking moment, and nothing's going to stop us."

Just as they were ready to make their grand entrance, a familiar, albeit unwelcome face barged into the room, a scowl etched on his face. His eyes immediately locked onto Blitzo, and his tone was laced with hostility as he spoke. "Listen up, you two. It's time for you to get out there and perform. You're on next."

Blitzo, recognizing the demon that kept him away from his lover, and not one to back down from confrontation, met his gaze with a defiant glare. "I know what fucking time it is, Jesse. We know our slot."

Jesse's patience was wearing thin, his anger intensifying as he took a step closer to Blitzo. "Then you should've been ready. Now get your demon ass out of here."

Blitzo's own temper flared, and he spoke with a biting sarcasm. "You know, you're really good at making guests feel welcome, aren't you?"

Jesse didn't hold back, his voice turning venomous as he stepped even closer to Blitzo. "You don't belong here, Blitzo. You're just a nuisance to everyone, especially to Fizz."

Blitzo was about to retort, but before he could react, Verosika sprang into action. With a grace that only a seasoned performer could possess, she spun around and aimed a forceful kick at Jesse's face, her sharp heels connecting with precise accuracy.

Jesse stumbled backward, clutching his face in pain as Verosika defended Blitzo. Her fierce expression told Jesse that they weren't to be trifled with. Verosika grabbed Blitzo's hand, and the two of them immediately made their escape, leaving Jesse seething behind them.

"That was badass, Verosika!" Blitzo exclaimed as they rushed toward the stage.

Verosika gave a coy smirk. "You know I've got your back, Blitzo.

Back at the front of the stage, Fizzarolli stood beneath the dazzling array of overhead lights, taking a moment to savor the palpable enthusiasm of the audience. Their applause and cheers echoed through the grand theater, creating an electric atmosphere charged with anticipation and excitement. The air was alive with the energy of the upcoming performances, and Fizzarolli couldn't help but be proud of the extraordinary talents about to grace the stage.

As the audience's ovation swelled, Fizzarolli grinned and raised a hand in acknowledgment. He soaked in the admiration, his heart filled with a mixture of joy and nervous excitement. The theater was alive with the promise of a night that would be long remembered. A small imp handed Fizz a piece of paper before scurrying off backstage.

"Now, without further delay," Fizzarolli's voice rang out, commanding the audience's attention, "get ready for our first, electrifying performance of the night." He held up the paper, reading the names aloud that were written on it. "Please give a warm welcome to the incredible Verosika Mayday, and her backup dancer... Blitzo?"