"Testing, testing, your mom's a b*tch!" Fizz's voice came from the ground.
Loona, still crouched with Via by a plastic bush next to the window, noticed a walkie-talkie in the dirt and picked it up, "Roger that, Mr. colorful wet noodle."
"Excuse you, my titles are lord/lordship." Fizz said, a mischievous grin in his voice, "Listen, Ozzie and I are preparing phase 2 of the plan. These talkies have 3 channels, you've got one, we've got one, and the third one is in the candelabra on the table."
"How the f**k is a whole *ss walkie-talkie inside that tiny thing?" Loona radioed back.
"Oz is a robotics wizz. I stopped asking questions that start with the word 'how' a long time ago. So, where's the daughter-of-a-bitch? Did you distract her?" Fizz asked.
Loona looked over at Via and smiled, "The princess is right here with me. She's in on it too."
"Great! We should be fine, but it's nice to have back up. Guess you guys get a front row seat, while we get your Daddies back together." Fizzarolli gave a little unhinged laugh, "Fizzie out."
"He's not my- urgh. Whatever." Loona said, and set the d*mned thing back on the ground.
"Want some?" Via said, and suddenly there was an outstretched hand holding a bucket of popcorn.
Loona looked at her confused, "Where'd you get this?" She asked, while taking a handful and shoving it in her mouth.
"I found it on the ground under the bush. It could use some more butter." She said, eating some more.
"D*mn girl. A goetian princess eating popcorn she found in the dirt? Now I have seen everything." Loona spoke with her mouth full.
"It's in a container! They probably just set it down for like 5 minutes! It's even still warm, besides you're eating it too!" Via smiled accusingly.
"No I'm not. Honestly, Via. You're disgusting." Loona chewed.
". . . Oh! Um, right. Haha. . ." Via pulled looked down, embarrassed, hiding in her beanie.
"What's wrong?" Loona asked, swallowing.
"Oh, nothing! It's just, well. That's the first time you've called me Via." She gave a sheepish smile.
Loona looked down, "Really? Oh. Well, I am a hellhound. So, if you don't want me to-"
"No, no, no! Please, keep calling me that. I liked it!" Via waved her hands emphatically.
"Oh . . . yeah? You did?" Loona asked with a wry smile.
"Yeah . . . I did." Via ate some more popcorn.
"Alright, Via. Whatever the princess wants." Loona playfully pulled Via's beanie over her eyes, and she giggled.
"Uh . . . you gals know we can still hear you right?" Oz said through the walkie-talkie.
Loona snatched it back up, "No one asked you, you deep-fried, feathered d*ckhead!"
Via spilled some of the popcorn as she laughed loudly.
They spent the next few minutes listening in on the conversation their fathers were having through the walkie-talkie, occasionally making snide comments and giggling to each other. They were running low on popcorn, but not at all on wit, when the mood began to change.
"I don't want my f**king things, and I don't want this f**king napkin. Just. Take. It." They heard Blitz's voice through the speaker.
"Uh-oh. That doesn't sound good." Loona said, leaning closer towards the window.
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The Pompous and The Prick
RomanceIs it too much to ask for Stolas and Blitzø to have a real relationship? Apparently so. Stolas manages to tell Blitzø that he wants something more, but fails to clarify that he wants something more WITH HIM. Blitzø takes it as a rejection, and their...
