The Imp Prince (Fanfiction)👿👑

After Anti-Blitzo Party🍻

For Stolas, yesterday was an...interesting experience. After he broke his Full Moon arrangement with Blitzo, he was suddenly invited to a party hosted by Verosika Mayday on Halloween, it was dedicated to all the people who were wronged by the one Blitzo Buckzo. She has been hosting these parties every year, in hopes it would help Blitzo's other exes let out their frustration and sadness from all the rubbish he did to them, and of course, Stolas was one of those exes. Despite the theme of the party, he was called to, Stolas actually, had a pretty nice time, sure, he got drunk and Blitz appeared trying to apologize to him again after failing earlier in the morning, but Stolas was able to blow out steam in the form of singing and he was asked to dance by a very nice incubus named Luka. Yet, that didn't save him from getting intoxicated by the amount of alcohol he drank.

Stolas growled as he slowly and painfully regained consciousness, he was feeling his eyes sore and his head hurt like it was burning up. 

"Ah! What a night" He mounded before opening his eyes. 

Shockingly, he was not in his palace nor the house where the party was hosted, but in SOMEONE ELSE'S BEDROOM!? Fearing for the worst, he quickly checked his body under the blanket. To his relief, he was still wearing his outfit, although for some reason his clothing felt a little heavier and bigger than before. He let it slide, thinking his body reacting after becoming sober again. 

He sighed "Great, Stolas. First, you get drunk at your first REAL party and now, you wake up in someone else's bed" He said to himself. "This can't get more concerning, right?" He rubbed his cheek only to realize something was off. 

He couldn't feel any of the feathers on his face, and his black feathery talons had turned into red hands. 

Stolas stared at his hands, confusion washing over him as he took in the sight of the red fingers. "What the h*ll?" he muttered. He quickly stumbled out of bed, nearly tripping over his own feet as he rushed to find a mirror. His head throbbed with each step, the hangover making his movements clumsier than usual.

He found a small mirror on a dresser and looked at his reflection, his eyes widening in shock. Instead of his usual avian features, a demon with crimson skin, black and white striped horns, red eyes with yellow sclera, and white hair.

"Oh, Bloody H*ll!" He gasped, touching his face as if to verify the reality of what he was seeing "W-What happened to me?" He then checked on his legs, realizing that his claws turned to hooves and his bird tail turned into an imp tail.

That is when he realized that...

"I'm an imp..."

Panic began to rise in his chest, and he tried to recall the events of the previous night. He remembered dancing with Luka, the charming incubus, and the copious amounts of alcohol he consumed. But nothing could explain this sudden transformation.

The bedroom door creaked open, and Stolas whirled around, half expecting to see Blitz, or perhaps Verosika. Instead, Luka entered the room, carrying a tray with toast on a plate and a glass of water.

"Morning, Sto-!" The incubus dropped the tray, realizing the person in the room didn't look like the avian he met.

"Who are you? And what have you done with Stolas?" Luka demanded, his eyes narrowing as he stepped closer, cautiously but ready to defend himself.

Stolas held up his hands in a gesture of peace, the red fingers still feeling foreign to him. "Luka, it's me, Stolas!"

Luka's suspicious gaze softened slightly, replaced by confusion. "Stolas? But how? Why are you an imp? It's this one of your spells?"