Stolas lays down in a lounge chair beside a tea table under a royal tent in the garden, reading a botany book with a cup of wine on the table. He sighs happily as he spots his fiancée walking towards him, wearing a beautiful dress of purple, "Ah, there's my beautiful lover!"
"Hello, darling!" Lizzie kisses him briefly before her hand glows a little, "Woah!"
"Darling, what was that?! Are you alright?" Stolas stands in worry.
"I-I'm...fine?" Lizzie looks confused as the glowing stops.
"Heeeello, hello, hello, newlyweds! You have-AH!" Blitzø falls into the bushes, climbing out, "You wanted to see me?"
"We don't need the book anymore, Blitzø." Lizzie hands him his crystal.
"Huh?" Blitzø looks at the crystal questioningly.
"By the way, I thought you should know that Vickie was forced to go to an anti-Blitzo party." Lizzie hands him an envelope.
""Anti-Blitzo party"?! Who the fuck's behind this?!" Blitzø skims through it.
"Oh, it's entirely immature. You shouldn't indulge this nonsense, it's silly." Stolas reassures.
"Real silly. Real fucking classy." Blitzø gasps as he finds out who the invite was from, "Verosika?! Of course, that fucking bitch."
"I will say, it's rather concerning you have an entire party devoted to hating you though, Blitzø." Stolas says.
"Oh please, everyone hates me for shitty reasons." Blitzø sits down at the table, "In the end, everyone's just bitter they couldn't tie this ass down." he smirks as he kicks his feet up on the table, "I'm too much imp to simp!"
"You really think that's the reason?" Stolas raises an eyebrow.
"Yessir, they couldn't handle that I moved on."
"Oh, so your used to crushing hearts, huh?" Lizzie adds.
"If by "crushing hearts" you mean..." Blitzø slides a finger across his throat, "...end shit before it gets serious, then bingo. I'm doing everyone a favor because relationships are boooring." he spots the two lovers crossing their arms, "No offense to you two. You're both a great couple."
"Do you feel any kind of remorse for what you do? Have you even apologized to your exs?" Stolas asks.
"I can sorry the fuck outta people! Just watch! I sorried Fizz so hard he cried! Right, Lizzie?"
"True..."
"You two will come with me, right?"
"We can't. Elizabeth's biological parents invited us for dinner." Stolas stares lovingly at his future wife.
"Wait, your biological parents?" Blitzø asks, "I thought you said your mom and dad were abusive pieces of shit who you wanted to see on our kill list one day."
"That was about my adoptive parents. Vickie and I's real parents contacted us and wanted to meet us. Vickie was reluctant to go, so I told them that I would bring Stolas with me."
"Aw, that's sweet." Blitzø pats her shoulder, "Time to get some answers and meet the in-laws. I'm gonna go apologize and make sure Vickie stays out of trouble."
