CHP 16
First of all, give me my fucking PROPS!! I hit the characters on the fucking head with only ONE episode as a ref!
Clocked Ozzie “ Not my story to tell”.
Them being a cute and cuddly couple.
Clock Fizz is a soft boi!
The $69 sale ref!
The Fizz body pillow.
Ozzie is able to shrink in size!
Pet nicknames!
Stairs by the bed!
And technically the “bad people” in my story can be Mammon soooo!
This will still follow MY story but with the new episode theme.
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"Kitten, I've tried everything, but he just won't listen to me. Can you try talking to him?" Ozzie asked. Fizz had left the bedroom and took shelter in the bathroom to get ready, leaving the two of us on the bed. I sat in Momo lap as he stroked my swollen belly. Baby (B/N) is due in a few weeks, and (B/G) has been the easiest pregnancy so far. Thank Satan.
Humming, I placed my hand over his, trying to help soothe the demon.
"Believe me, I've tried, but he seems really set on this. I wish he would just take a break," I mused as I leaned further into Asmodeus' chest. I didn't want Ollie going to this so-called talent show either, but each time I brought it up to Fizz, he was just super stressed out. Like he has something to prove.
"OW!!" Cried one of the twins. I knew the house was too quiet. Groaning, I slowly sat up, only to be stopped by Momo.
"Kitten, let me go check on them." Waving him off, I went to the stairs beside the bed.
"I got it. You need to get ready so you can go with Ollie. Keep our husband safe; he's too sweet for his own good sometimes."
"But I don't think he wants me to go," Momo said as he got up from the bed.
"Asmodeus, he needs one of us to be there, and unfortunately, I am out of commission."
I could see the concern on the King of Lust's face as he shifted his eyes around the room, debating on what to do.
"I'm gonna make a call," I nodded my head at him as I left the room to check on the children. I made it to their bedroom to see the two trying to juggle the poor puppies while on a unicycle. Of course. I carried them for nine months just to birth two more Fizzarollies.
"KIDS! Put the dogs down before you break your neck!" I scowled as I walked further into their bedroom. The two yelped in surprise as they quickly got off the unicycles and tossed them under their beds. The puppies scattered in every direction before fleeing out of the room towards freedom. The twins stood before me with wide smiles as if they didn't do anything wrong. Just a typical day in motherhood.
"Hi mom!" They chimed together. I crossed my arms over my chest as I stared them down.
"What have I told you about juggling the puppies?" I asked.
"Not to," they answered together as they mirrored each other's movements.
"And what about the unicycle?"
"Not in the house," they groaned quietly shifting on their feet. They are so fucking cute! AH sometimes I just want to throw this whole act away and give them everything they want! But then I’ll spoiled rotten children and I already have two spoiled husbands.
"So what possessed you two to defy the rules?" My kids pointed at each other as they began to yell over one another.
"Well, (K/N) said they were better at juggling than I was!" My youngest shouted.
"That's because I am! Besides, juggling isn't even cool!"
"It's only a little cool, at best," came another voice from behind me. Of course, when shit is hitting the fan he seems to somehow conjure himself up from the shadows.
"UNCLE BLITZ!" The twins shouted as they raced by me to the imp himself. He easily scooped up the kids and gave them big hugs. Both children then grabbed each end of his horns, weighing his head back as he fell hard onto the ground. A smile made its way to my face as I shot him a look.
"Excuse me, I was in the middle of disciplining my children here," I stated playfully. Blitz was currently wrestling with the kids, and he was, of course, losing miserably against the feral baby clowns.
"Oh, is that what that was? I just heard you killing fun. When did you get so uptight? We used to ride unicycles down three flights of stairs, near the street where that creepy old pervert used to live down the road. Remember him? He died, not of old age because I hit him with the van about a week ago."
Oh, how he never changes. With a deep breath, I rolled my eyes at my friend needing to gain control of the situation.
"That's because neither of us had parents that cared for our safety! Or us in general. I want my kids to have fun safely."
"YAWN!" Blitz shouted as the twins followed suit.
"Yeah! YAWN!" My children mimic their Uncle. Who wore a shit-eating grin. I swear if I wasn’t pregnant I would have strangled him already.
"Alright, alright, that's enough of that. B, I love ya, but what are you doing here?" I asked trying to switch off the topic of my failing to discipline my kids and Blitz. The red imp sprung up as he quickly dusted himself off and adjusted his trench coat.
"Oh, your sugar daddy called me to go with him and Fizz to Mammon's bullshit talent show."
"He did?" I mean, it makes sense. He can help keep an eye on everything, but I don't know how Ollie is going to feel about that. I felt a tug at my pants and saw (K/N) clinging onto me.
"Daddy has sugar?" they asked. A smirk quirked at the corner of my lips, trying to hold in the small giggle. How cute. Blitz kneeled down and patted (K/N) on the head, making the bells on they’re hat jingle.
"Daddy has a lot of sugar." With a loud cheer, both the kids left to go find Asmodeus somewhere in the manor. Taking B's side, we both walked slowly behind the running children, their jester hats ringing violently down the corridor.
"And why did you agree to go? I thought you hated Mammon." I, for sure, do. That guy always gave me the creeps. And I never really liked how he treated Fizz; it was so possessive and greedy. The imp simply shrugged his shoulders as he answered.
"Extra eyes and ears to keep your boy toy safe. You know Fizz's fans are horny little fucks with no social skills and lack boundaries." I let out a loud "HA," startling my friend as he glared in my direction.
"That's rich coming from you! Because you know, you are the KING of social interactions and respectful of people's boundaries." I teased bumping my hip with his.
"Ohh you little bitch, you think you are so funny. You know I don't have to knock on the window so you know when I'm watching the three of you fuck, ok?"
He what?
"You watch us-"
"I am keeping Fizz safe, and I'm doing it for free, so you should be a little more grateful," he backtracked on his previous statement. Again, this guy. Shrugging it off for now, I kept the conversation going.
"Thank you, B. I was very worried about him going. Knowing you and Mo are going to be there when I can't means a lot. Thank you so much." B pulled me into a tight side hug, pressing our cheeks closely together.
"I got it handled, so calm your double D knockers down, baby maker."
Before the trio left, I pulled Ollie to the side to wish him luck. He reluctantly followed me to our bedroom, expecting a lecture of some kind. Asmodeus had already expressed his dislike for him going and Mammon several times, and it was only stressing out the poor clown.
“Look mama I already know what you are going to say. “It’s a bad idea, I shouldn’t go, Mammon is a jerk who looks like a deformed Christmas tree with scoliosis.” A smile stretched across my face as I sat him down on the loveseat taking a seat next to him.
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“Sweetie if anyone has scoliosis, it’s you.” I crack getting a small smile from him. Good.
“I’m not here to give you shit my love. I support whatever you want to do within reason. So if you want to do this, I’ll stand by you. Do you want to do this?” I questioned softly lacing our fingers together. Fizz held a little tighter as he fiddled with the Sinners Eye he proposed to me with.
Letting a deep sigh he answered.
“It’s not a WANT but more of a NEED. I need to do this and I need to win. B-becasue if I d-don’t….I j-just…you s-see…..I just need to, I need to be perfect.” Fizz rarely holds back what’s on his mind, so seeing that he couldn’t share with me what was really going on hurt. However, this isn’t about me, he will tell me if he’s ready to.
All his life he struggled with being perfect, he had to be the best all the time. The thing is, he was already the best! Has been for a really fucking long time. Fizz could never see that he already had it all and his need to be perfect constantly was the reason we fell apart in the first place.
I wanted to ask why he still felt this after all these years, but it will only take us in circles. So I kept to my word and decided to not push it and just support him. I gave a soft smile as I leaned over and nuzzled his nose with mine.
“Ok baby, do your best and knock them dead! Me and the kids will be watching from home. Give them a bit of a wave, you know they love watching you perform.” I coo placing butterly kisses on his adorable face, careful not to smudge his makeup. Ollie let out a giddy laugh as he curls into my affections. His arms looped several times around my waist as he gave me a gentle squeeze.
“Thanks, mama.”
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“Mommy, where is daddy?” My eldest asked as the twins sat in front of the large TV. Mammon was currently on stage trying to reassure the audience that Fizzarolli was going to come out and perform soon. I tried calling him but each time it would go to voicemail, same with Momo and B. No one was answering me! Fuck they know how to stress a pregnant person out, I swear if I slingshot into labor and they aren’t around I’ll kill them myself.
“I…I don’t know honey. Don’t worry, daddy will be out soon.” I didn’t know that! I don’t what the fuck was happening! My mind was running ramped, did something happen to them? Did they leave the show?
“I-I’m sure Fizzarolli will be out soon with a grand fucking performance,” Mammon announces to the crowd, and just like that a cloud of blue smoke explodes behind him making the crowd go wild.
Oh thank Satan.
As the smoke cleared, I could see Ollie silhouette in the dark room with a cigarette between his fingers and Asmodeus's blue flame lit it up. The accordion began to play, setting the tone for the song. Moody, that’s different. I like it! As the song progressed the tempo of the song picked up revealing the true message of the song.
“FUCK YOU! Here’s my two minutes notice fuck you!!”
Oh Satan. Fizzarolli was in it to lose it and I was loving it. I watched in amazement as Ollie put on his best show yet as he sang his feelings in his resignation letter to Mammon. The kids cheered as they watched their dad completely own the stage as he balanced on two balls rolling along before launching himself in the air and executing several flips.
“Say goodbye while I look you in the eye and say, Fuck you!”
That moment gave me chills as I watched my husband be amazing. The warmth in my chest blossomed leaving goosebumps down my arms.
He has no idea how fucking talented he is, he brings everyone so much joy once he hits that stage. Yes with fame, there are ups and downs, but he always knew how to work the crowd in his favor each and every time. He was born to do this.
I wish he could see what we all see in him, a big loveable, adorable, and insanely skilled imp. He has so much to offer, I hope he sees that now.
“Hope you die! Kiss my ass goodbye you cuck, fuck you!”
“CUCK!” I was immediately ripped out of my daydream as my children screamed the word cuck at the top of their lungs. Oh goodness, the two somehow got their large balls trying to attempt the tricks Fizz was pulling off. My eyes softened as the kids supported the other on the share ball doing their best to balance on it while rolling around the open space.
The poor bulter had to follow them around so they didn’t fall off, a large smile adored my lips as I switched my gazes from the twins back to my husband who once flew out of a coffin. He tossed his neckpiece aside as he sang his heart out. I literally could not contain my excitement, I am so fucking proud of him!
“You’re a fucking ass clown.” He has such a way with words.
I hummed along with the tune as I witnessed my husband freeing himself from Mam's clutches. He swung above the crowd when a demon attached himself to his leg. The demon dog's horny moment was short-lived when he was shot off him.
Tears began to swell in my eyes, this is just AH! So fucking incredible! Watching him strip any associate of Mammon on live TV while having B and Ozzie back him up was such a heartwarming experience to witness.
Fizzarolli my love if you could see yourself, be fucking proud. You are finally out of the pit and I am grateful to have seen your growth. You worked so fucking hard to get to this place, you deserve peace.
As his set came to a dramatic end, Ollie turned to the camera and gave a wave.
“Hey kids!”
“Hello daddy!”
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“MOMMY! THEY’RE BACK, THEY’RE BACK!!” The twins cheered as they opened the door for their dad’s. I picked up the pace to greet my loves.
“Fuck you! Here’s my two-minute notice! AH! Ollie fucking brilliant mate!” I sang out to him, his face quickly blushed as he made his way over to me. He easily lifted me off the ground and into
his arms, squeezing the other tightly.
“I’m so fucking proud of you darling,” I whispered to him, I could feel his grip tighten while he buried his face in the crook of my neck.
“Thank you, (N/N).” My face warmed up when I felt his lips pressing kisses onto my neck.
Momo picked us up in his arms for a bear hug as he twirled us around.
“Our Froggie was fantastic Kitten.” Asmodeus hums happily, finally being rid of Mammon. But he knew that this peace was only temporary, until then he was going to enjoy this moment.
Little bells jingle from below and the twins remove their collars, and cuffs and tear their outfilts like Ollie.
“Yeah, daddy you showed that CUCK!” Not expecting that response Fizzarolli burst into a laughing fit as he stretched down to his kids. He tickles their side before placing the eldest on his shoulders and the youngest in my arms.
“I’m digging the new look kids. Alright! Sing it with me now kids! Fuck you! I wished I’d said it sooner! Fuck you!” Ollie started off.
“Cut you off just like a tumor, hope you die~” I sang along with Asmodeus.
“Kiss my ass goodbye you cuck, fuck you!” The twins ended happily.
All of us cheered while we walked through the halls of our home. I watch as Fizz plays with the eldest racing down the hallways. For the first time in a long time, he looked at ease. I turned to Momo and we shared a tender kiss. Finally, this shit show is done. We can finally live in peace and Fizz can live for himself again.
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“Fuck you, say goodbye~” I sang softly to myself in front of the bathroom mirror. Once the twins were down, the three of us hand a long warm bath getting ready to sleep in.
“I think you like the song more than I do.” Ollie jokes as he kisses my cheek from behind.
“How could I not! It’s so catchy!” My hand reached back, caressing his cheeks before moving up to his horns. I traced along the edges while admiring his beauty from our mirror.
“You are so beautiful Ollie.” I muse softly making him once again blush. His magenta hues shift away from his reflection to his feet. He grew quiet but I didn’t mind. Like I said, today was a lot.
“Mama, I gotta tell ya something.” I hum letting him know I was listening.
“So….you know how I-I said I needed to win?”
“Yes.” His grip on my hips tightened as he tried to find the words.
“I felt like I had to because…because of you.” Oh. Mhm, didn’t expect that. I turn in his arms with confusion in my eyes. I wanted him to explain himself.
“Um, me? Why?” Fizzarolli's shoulders dropped further as he placed his forehead against mine, his eyes still not meeting my own.
“B-because…I put you through s-so much shit to g-get here and…and I felt like making you go through all of that would have been for nothing. You supported me from the beginning even when I d-didn’t deserve it. S-so I just figured, I m-made my bed so I had to lie in it.” He finished. My heart broke, that’s the reason he clung on so hard to Mammon. Because he felt the need to punish himself for hurting me?
My chest squeezed when I spotted the tears at the corner of his eyes, I gently swiped them away with my thumbs as I held his face in place.
“Ollie, look at me.” The taller imp took a bit but his glassy eyes finally met mine. I could see the remorse harboring in his hues, this sweet sweet dummy. Why would he ever think I would want him to continue to punish himself?
“Please stop beating yourself up about that, I forgave you. You need to stop torturing yourself with the past Ollie, we no longer live there. I forgive you, please forgive yourself, my love.” With a loud sob, Fizz's knees buckled under him as he cried harder in my arms. I slowly got on my knees with him on the bathroom floor holding him close. My hands rubbed his back softly as I placed kisses on his forehead.
“It’s ok,” I whispered. His shoulder shakes as he cries, this must of been weighing on him for some time now. I’m disappointed in myself for not seeing the guilt he holding onto and how much it was hurting him.
A few minutes passed and his crying slowly subsided. He lifted his head from my chest as he wiped more of his tears away.
“I love you so much. And I’ll work on moving forward,” he mutters sniffingly quietly as he gathers himself together.
“And I’ll be here to help, I love you too, Fizzarolli.” And with that, I pressed our lips together in a much-needed kiss.
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AND done! Maybe later! Hope y'all liked it!
Also, Viv if you need another writer, I got you!
Sorry for the errors.
