helluva girlboss

s1e7 bonus

[A/N: In my version of HB, Fizzarollia has no limbs and cracked horns, but she doesn't have burnt skin. Her skin is its normal red colour and it's only white cuz of her clown makeup. And her voice isn't all raspy.

Srsly, does nobody think it's a little too dark that canon!Fizz has no arms, no legs, cracked horns, burnt skin, AND a damaged/raspy voice? That's way too dark for my taste 😰]

Fizzarollia clucked her tongue in annoyance when the brush slipped off-course again, making her smear greasepaint across her forehead, but not in the way she was trying to do it. "Ugh, this shit has a mind of its own sometimes." She complained to herself.

The velvet curtain whooshed aside as Asmodeous stuck her head into Fizz's dressing room. "Hey, babe, we all good?"

"Yeah..."

"You need help with your makeup?" The Sin of Lust asked, coming in and pulling up another stool at Fizz's vanity so she could sit down across from the imp woman. "I know you usually do it by yourself, but the show starts in only 10 minutes, and I don't want you looking like a sad raccoon onstage."

"You're lucky I trust you enough to let you near my face right before a performance. But if you mess it up then I'll just tell everyone I hired you to do it." Fizz threatened playfully.

Asmodeous rolled her eyes. "If I mess it up, it's only because you're not sitting still, dummy."

The Sin gently pinched her wife's chin between her fingers, tilting her head up to make up for the massive height difference between them. She began to apply the greasepaint to Fizz's face, covering up her red skin with a white overcoat and brushing away the mistake Fizz had made with it. Then she adds the eyeliner and mascara. Then she dips 2 fingers into the jar of red paint and smears it on to make Fizz's exaggerated smile.

As Asmodeous prepped Fizz, they both hoped nobody would come into the dressing room and see them like this: Being all intimate with each other. Asmodeous sometimes helped her other employees with their makeup, but the way she touched Fizz was clearly more intimate than that. Their marriage was still a secret. They didn't even get a proper wedding, as they could only invite a select few demons who they trusted to keep their secret. Everyone else still thinks they're just boss-and-employee who sometimes hook up.

"There we go. Picture perfect." Asmodeous says as she finished.

Fizz turns to her mirror, which is bordered by flashing lights and has a few Polaroids of herself and Asmodeous tacked up on it. She smiles, the bright red grin matching her real one.

"Not bad. You really do have magic hands, Moddie."

"I know. You're lucky you have me around to make you look this good." Asmodeous bragged as she put away the makeup and got to her feet.

"Yeah, that's the only reason I keep you around. Duh." Fizz joked, making them both laugh.

"Fizzarollia! You're on in 5!" A stagehand called.

"On my way!" Fizz called back. She turned to the vanity to search around for something. "Just lemme get my notecards... Okay, the 1st act is some guy called Moxxie who's going to sing and play guitar. Then is Verosika Mayday, who's gonna do a song and dance number of the latest song she released. That's the only 2 acts we have tonight."

"Go knock 'em dead, babygirl." Asmodeous said, brushing a good luck kiss against Fizz's cheek, before the imp winked at her and left.

***

Asmodeous took a sack of frozen peas out of the freezer and brought it over to Fizzarollia, who sat in a chair with her jester hat taken off and lying in a heap on the table next to her. They were back in the kitchen of their palace.