We open to Fizzarolli's dressing room in Asmodeus tower, the jester himself was sitting at his vanity, looking over his face as he notices a splotch of skin a bit darker than the rest of his entirely white face as Asmodeus looks on in disapproval.
Fizzarolli: Oh fuck, Mammon is gonna notice that. Ozzie! Did you see where my foundation went?!
Asmodeus: This is the 100th year in a row you've done this stupid pageant, Froggie. And you win everytime! How come you're always so dead set on this?
Fizzarolli: I-I wanna make Mammon proud, okay? He's... really passionate about the craft of clown. He expects perfection, so I- I gotta be perfect.
Asmodeus: Fizz, you ain't perfect. Nobody is!
He approaches his boyfriend from behind, massaging his shoulders.
Asmodeus: How abooout you sit this one out and let someone else take the spotlight? You deserve a break. Or a vacation, where you don't have to fend off creeps the entire time.
Fizzarolli: *scoffs* I had to fend off creeps before the robots, I just have thirstier ones now. Besides, I just.... have to do this!
Asmodeus: Alright, that's it. I'm putting my foot down on this. I DON'T like how many creeps you have now, thanks to Mammon. And I don't like designing sex toys with your likeness for him! Pretty sure you feel the same.
Fizzarolli: I just don't think about it, a toy is a toy!
Asmodeus: One of those toys kidnapped you and tried to kill you!
Fizzarolli: Well, so did that vibratory before they were recalled!
Asmodeus: ....Touche.
Fizzarolli: Look, Ozz, I'm fine. Working for Mammon is a big deal to me. He's been my idol since I was 45, I can't just... not compete! I'd be letting him down! Th-the fans down!
Asmodeus: Mammon can eat my ass. In a bad way. Fizz, I've known that guy since Lucifer sired us at the beginning of Hell and He. Fucking. Sucks. Always has! He doesn't even do clown shit anymore.
Seeing Fizz upset, Ozzie lets out a sigh as he hands him his foundation. Fizzarolli happily takes it and starts applying it to his face.
Asmodeus: I just don't want you doing all this just for someone's approval. Sometimes heroes let you down.
Fizzarolli: I know, Ozz. But this... this isn't for me, it's for Marx. He pays well and with his medicine... I don't wanna lose.
Asmodeus: I know you do...
He leaves the room to let Fizz prepare for the pageant as he fishes out his phone.
Asmodeus: Okay, who to call, who to call? Stolas? No. Levi? Absolutely not. Hm... Maybe I should try lower. After all, I never know who would be willing to go against-
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The scene is suddenly cut short by a tv static scene that blocked the entire thing before the scene apparently fixes itself to the present where an explosion occurs as Mammon reappears on screen.
Mammon: It's me, Mammon! And I'm here to announce the amazing new brand...
He then showcases the new robotic android of the original Fizzarolli, which would also be what Robo Fizz is.
Mammon: Fizzie!! We got a Fizzie for every occasion!
The commercial shows various Fizzarolli robotic items that are branded for every purpose and skill.
Mammon: We got fluffy toy Fizzie, fireman Fizzie, therapist Fizzie, wait in line for you Fizzie, doctor Fizzie...
Demon: *sneezes*
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