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"Motherfucker!" Barbie shouted as she kicked over a recycling bin. "Asshole! Bitch! Goddamn shitty motherfucking..."

She was back in Hell now, but still furious with literally everyone as she kept marching down the street.

Furious with Blitza for daring to just come back and act like the hero when she was the one who'd destroyed Barbie's life.

Furious with Jimmy for being a pain in the ass who she had no choice but to sleep with.

Furious with that crossdressing twink Moxxie for trying to assassinate her supplier.

Furious with every obnoxious kid and counsellor at Camp Ivannakumore who she had to put up with these past weeks as she pedalled heroine at the camp.

Furious with herself for getting so lost in drugs that she'd fucked up her own reputation and no-one wanted to give her employment, forcing her to do this ridiculous going-to-the-living-world business just to pay rent.

Barbie approached a street bench and the 2 teenagers sitting there quickly ran away (she's used to people avoiding her like the plague, since she gives off "filthy junkie" vibes sometimes). She plopped down on the bench and rubbed her face with both hands. Ever since the circus fire happened, she was angry most of the time, and anger really could be tiring. What she really wanted right now (other than to punch her twin sister's face in) was to talk to someone who would be nice to her.

She pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts list. While she had tons of numbers saved, most of them wouldn't wanna talk with her unless she's giving them a business proposal. But she was lucky enough to have one demon she believed she could go to.

She thought about giving Fizzarollia a phonecall, but she was a bit nervous to do it. So she figured she'd just go there and hope Fizzarollia would be warm to her like she normally was.

Barbie rubbed and clicked her Asmodean Crystal so a magical doorway opened up. She landed on Asmodeous's property, in the luscious garden surrounding Asmodeous's towering palace. There were a pair of hellhound guards standing by the entrance, but fortunately they remembered that Barbie was Fizz's friend and they allowed her in.

Barbie just awkwardly walked around for a minute, not sure where Fizz was. This palace was so huge. But then she asked one of the imps working there and they told her Fizz was probably still in her bedroom, so she went upstairs to the enormous bedroom Moddie and Fizz shared.

Barbie knocked on the ornate double doors. After a few moments, Moddie came over and opened the doors. Her turquoise hair was mussed and her bathrobe was slipping off her left shoulder, partly revealing those giant, fluffy boobies of hers.

Looks like I interrupted a makeout session. Barbie realized. I'd feel guilty but I'm sure these two have more than enough of those.

"Barbie-Wire!" Moddie's eyes widened and she quickly pulled the robe up to cover herself properly. "Oh, w-what a lovely surprise! Fizz, it's your friend Barbie!" She called behind her, then turned back to face Barbie. "Me and Fizz were only together because... I was just... I was just talking to her about the—"

Barbie rolled her eyes. Moddie was a forgetful idiot.

"Moddie, babe, don't waste your breath." Barbie interrupted flatly. "I already know that you and Fizz are a goddamn married couple. I literally came to your wedding, remember? I was one of the only guests at that secretive little wedding of yours."

Moddie blushed as she remembered. "Right. I'm sorry, Barbie. It's just become a natural instinct for me to insist Fizz is nothing more than my business partner when people catch us in these... these..."