Helluva Duo (Blitzo x Fizzarolli Fanfiction AU) |

Where Do We Go From Here?

The twisted echoes of Buckzo's circus faded into the distance as Blitzo, Barbie, and Fizzarolli finally found themselves back at Blitzo's cluttered house. The air felt different here, absent of the haunting shadows that had lingered in the abandoned carnival. It was a moment of respite, a chance to breathe after the chaos.

Blitzo, always one for a sarcastic remark, couldn't help but break the silence. "Well, that was eventful, huh?"

Fizzarolli chuckled, "You said it. Felt like a nightmare."

Barbie, feeling a mix of emotions after her harrowing ordeal, managed a smile. "Thanks, guys. I wouldn't have made it out without you."

Blitzo, putting on a mockingly serious expression, stated, "Well, you're welcome. Saving damsels in distress is kinda our thing."

Barbie rolled her eyes but appreciated the levity. "So, what's the plan now? I can't exactly go back to my normal life after all this."

Fizzarolli, always the optimistic one, suggested, "Maybe take some time off, relax, recover. You've been through a lot."

Barbie nodded, realizing the truth in his words. "Yeah, that sounds good. But where do I go from here? I mean, I can't just go back to working for Buckzo. Especially since he's dead. Seriously, that was fucked up."

"Yeah, remind me never to make Mammon that angry again," Blitzo chuckled, the grim memories of the massacre still fresh in his mind.

"Speaking of Mammon, where is he?" Barbie questioned, realizing that their boss had not joined them.

"Probably back in his ring, he's a very busy demon," Blitzo replied.

"You're probably right. Still, it's nice to know we're out of the circus," Barbie said, a note of relief in her voice. "Still, what should I do now? I don't want to go back to that life. Not after everything that happened."

Blitzo, leaning against a cluttered shelf, crossed his arms. "Well, you've got options. You're welcome to crash here until you figure things out."

Barbie looked at Blitzo, gratitude in her eyes. "Really? You'd let me stay?"

Blitzo, in his usual nonchalant manner, replied, "Yeah, sure. Got a spare room and everything. Just don't mess with my stuff."

Barbie couldn't help but smile, the weight of her past life lifting. "Thanks, Blitz. I appreciate it."

"Hmm, Blitz..." Blitzo thought, considering his nickname. He smirked, deciding he liked the sound of it. "You know what? From now on, I'm dropping the o. Sounds too much like Buckzo's name."

"Blitz does sound cuter now that I think about it," Fizzarolli agreed, giggling.

Barbie, amused, asked, "What brought this on?"

"I've just always hated that name, you know?" Blitzo explained. "I've always wanted a name change. Blitz is just cooler."

Barbie smiled. "I like it. It suits you."

"Thanks, Barb," Blitzo responded.

"Again, thanks for letting me stay here bro," Barbie said.

"Hey, no problem. You're my sister after all," Blitzo answered, his tone softening.

Fizzarolli, ever the supportive friend, added, "We're like a little family, right? Besides, having another troublemaker around might spice things up."

Blitzo, raising an eyebrow, retorted, "Oh, like we need more chaos in this place."

As they bantered, Blitzo's chaotic household felt strangely comforting. It was a haven from the madness they had just escaped. The prospect of a new beginning for Barbie, free from Buckzo's influence, brought a sense of hope to the trio.