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Fizzarolli struggles to escape his restraints, while Blitzo just watches it all happen laying back for a while.

"Ya know, you're really bad at this." Blitzø commented, Fizz grunts and falls down. "Hmmm, ya know? Last time I checked, I was a fucking jester, NOT an escape art-." Fizz cuts himself off as he zapped himself accidentally when he rubbed his hands together, his head bangs on the top cage.

He starts tearing up. "I just wanna go home." He said making Blitzø smirk.

"Hm... you want me to get you out?" Blitzø asked, Fizz turns to him his face all teared up.

"Ye-ye-yes." Fizz whimpered and Blitzo smiles as he stands up, raising his foot to extract a knife from under his shoe shocking Fizz. "You had a knife this whole time?!" Fizz asked.

Blitzo cuts the tape off himself, then grabs Fizzarolli by the shoulder, startling him with the knife pointed in his direction. While it looked like he was about to get staff, Blitzø actually helps him out and throws the knife for him to free his legs while looking for an escape.

"Now stop bitching while I work this." Blitzø said observing his surroundings an imp on a forklift, imps playing on a pool table, a muscular imp stacking a card tower, and a few more demons lounging that's until he spots the remote. "Ahhh, bingo!" He said with a smirk.

"So what now, genius?" Fizz asked and Blitzø points to the remote. "See that remote?" He asked the clown.

"I mean, I could stretch down there." Fizz said, Blitzø shakes his head. "No, no I have a better idea." Blitzø said with a smile.

Blitzo shakes the cage, causing some boxes to fall. The boxes collapse nearby a few demons, throwing his beer mug in the air. As the muscular imp finishes his card tower, the rest of the demons cheer, but the moment is quickly ruined as the beer mug knocks it all down causing the muscular imp, in a fit of rage, to pull out a gun and shoot nearly everywhere and everyone.

"Keep it down! I'm shooting 8-ball over here!" The imp playing pool said and goes back to playing. "What's going on?" Forklift Imp asked but he drops dead on the wheel when he gets shot, causing the truck to spin out of control, knocking everything in its way.

"Shut the fuck-." The pool imp stops realizing that the forklift was approaching him. "Oh, fuck me." He said the forklift knocks him in the air in slow motion with a few pool balls in motion, while Fizzarolli and Blitzo are observing the whole situation, with the latter enjoying popcorn.

The white cue ball lands on the scaffolding rolls closer to the far end of the warehouse. Blitzo moves Fizzarolli's head to see where this goes, with the cue ball making a stop, right above the remote which it falls over hitting the remote but after a while nothing happens.

"Well that didn't w-."

Their cage drops down and collapses freeing the imps, everything clears showing Blitzø smirking at Fizzarolli for his successful scape making Fizz flip him off.