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Wutz Up, Send.
Stolas thunk yew 4 the cristal, Send.
R u Thaere? Send.
That last one was the 20th text he had sent Stolas, it had been two days, still no reply.
Doo yew want 2 meat up n talk? Send
Cannot Be Sent. Invalid Phone Number. “AHHH!” Blitz throws his phone against the wall of the living room and knocking down, ironically, a picture of him and Stolas. He picked up the picture and threw it too, then ran to make sure it didn’t crack. The wood frame was scratched from hitting the ground but it was fine. Blitz growled under his breath and put the picture frame on the couch, sitting down and puts his head in his hands.
“The f*ck did I do…”, He muttered under his breath. Then with a new sense of resolve, he sat up and narrowed his eyes, furrowing his brows.
“Oh no you don’t bitch. You don’t get to just discard me like that. You don’t get to just ignore ME”, he grabbed his Honse bag and opened the door.
“Loona honey, I’m going out for a while be back near dinner! Or...Maybe not!” he told her through her door.
“K Whatever”, She said after pausing her music to reply. Blitz ran down the street to his favorite electronics store in Imp City and waved to the cashier,
“Sup Gerald. I need ten this time and make it snappy”, he told the imp with the shaggy white hair that was shorter than even Moxxie so he was standing on a step stool to reach the register, but he also looked like he could fall off any minute as he looked baked as beans.
“Blitzoooo my man. My bud. Ten today? That’s a bit much eh?”, Gerald teased and pulled out a drawer from behind him with cheap phones, grabbing ten, then typing and syncing them.
“I don’t know when I said you could judge me, Gerald”, Blitz narrowed his eyes.
“Alright alright here you go man but look, if you break these ones”, he pulls Blitz close and his eyes widen. “We still have no refunds”, Satan, you could smell it THROUGH him. Blitz pushed Gerald away and grabbed the phones and stuffed them in his pockets.
“You’re f*cked, you know that Gerald?”, Blitz replied. Gerald just giggled, “See ya next time man”.
Blitz ran out of the shop and went into an alleyway to wave away some of Gerald’s stink and pull out one of the phones and a slip of paper from his pocket, putting in only one contact. Stolas.
Hey Burd yew need 2 txt me bak. Send. Blitz felt a little less panic in his chest now that he was able to text Stolas. Even if he didn’t yet text him back.
Stolas received an unassigned ring on his phone, a text.
Hey Burd yew need 2 txt me bak. Only one person he knows texts like that. Stolas groaned and threw his phone on the bed.
“Go Awayyyy why won’t you just leave me alone”, Stolas said to himself. Stolas left his phone in the bedroom and went into his study, sitting at his desk. He thought about spying on Blitz like he used to through his magic. Just to see what he was doing. Maybe preparing some elaborate prank or trying to bring over another bag of sex toys they’d never use. The other one currently stuffed into Stolas’ closet. He took a deep breath.
“No that wouldn’t be right”, he said then ponders again and gets up from his desk, walking up the stairs into his cosmic room. The dark void lit during the day with tiny pinprick stars. He closed his eyes.
“Show me Blitz”, Stolas asked the cosmic room. Suddenly the stars and black void disappeared and he was in an alleyway in Imp City. Looking at Blitz. Blitz of course, couldn’t see him.
“Come on you f*cking dick just text me back” Blitz whined, shaking the phone. He leaned against the wall and pursed his lips while he pulled his arm back trying to throw the phone, then stopped himself and growled. “He can’t ignore me forever. Right?”, Blitz said to himself.
Stolas looked away, hugging himself. You don’t even know why he wants to talk, thought Stolas. He could have changed his mind. Stolas shook his head and said out loud, “He chose”.
He heard a huff from behind him and turned around to see Blitz walking away from the ally with the phone in his claws, texting furiously,
Stols txt me bak. Send.
But as soon as he sent it, Blitz was ran over by a car. Stolas screamed, “BLITZ!”, he reached out but he’s not really there.
Stolas was hyperventilating, running out of his cosmic room and down the stairs and portal-ed his way to the incident.
For hell, the medics were extremely fast. Blitz was in a stretcher already while Stolas held his chest then realized he couldn’t call anyone as he didn’t have his phone, he’d left it in his bedroom.
He walked over to the medics and the imps went wide eyes and bowed,
“Prince Stolas, uh, nothing to see here”, they had stopped hooking Blitz up to the machines.
“What are you DOING!”, Stolas yelled, “Keep doing your jobs!”. The medics scrambled at the demand and continued. Stolas couldn’t look at his face, he winced.
“Could I ride in the ambulance with him”, the prince asked. The medics, confused but obedient, just nodded aggressively as they pushed his gurney into the ambulance. Stolas grabbed Blitz’s hand,
“I’m here”. Blitz didn’t respond.
As soon as they were at the hospital and the doctors were looking at Blitz, he portal-ed quickly to grab Loona, Moxxie, and Millie. As well as calling Fizzarolli.
Millie had narrowed her eyes at his, “I just was walking by” excuse as he didn’t want to say he was spying on Blitz. Moxxie had brought a boom box and started to play a sonata from the speakers, “This kind of stuff always heals me, it’ll definitely heal him”.
Loona stood outside of the room, looking into the window and rubbing her tail with worry.
“Don’t worry, he will be okay”, Stolas told Loona, putting a hand on her shoulder.
“It’s not his body as much as his mind I’m as worried about”, she looked up at him. “What, uh, has he not been...well?” Stolas asked, pulling on his shirt collar.
“You could say that”, she rolls her eyes and goes back to watching Blitz through the window.
Stolas felt guilty. But Blitz had yelled at him! He had called him horrible things, what was he supposed to give him a hug, a kiss and a medal?! He walked over to his Blitz, a scar forming against one of his horns. He kissed it then made a portal, grabbing some flowers from a florist and placing them on his bedside.
“I am sorry I didn’t listen. But you still owe me too”, he said to an unconscious Blitz and walked away, looking down with a serious expression. Moxxie and Millie looking at one another with concern and Loona grabbed Stolas’ arm as he walked toward the door of the hospital.
“What-you aren’t gonna stay for when he wakes up?”, Loona accused.
“He doesn’t want to see me”, Stolas lied. I can’t see him until he apologizes, he thinks.
“Bullsh*t”, replied Loona, “You know you’re the only person he will want to see. Besides maybe me”.
“I just can’t right now”, he pulled his arm from her grasp and left the hospital.
“Ughhhh...why does my head f*cking hurt like I went to double hell?”, Blitz asked the room once he opened his eyes. Millie and Moxxie were holding hands and jumping up and down, while Loona was sitting on the end of the hospital bed.
“Cause you ate sh*t on the road and got ran over you dumb f*ck”, Loona replied with a smirk.
“Yeah that would do it”, suddenly he realized the sonatas that were playing from the boombox, “what the f*ck is that”.
“Well I thought you’d want some sonatas to soothe your soul, sir”, said Moxxie matter-of-factually.
“Moxxie we don’t f*cking have souls now take that baby sh*t somewhere else”, said Blitz as he sat up. Moxxie groaned and Millie rubbed his back as he went to put the boom box in the van.
Loona handed Blitz the food tray the nurse had brought an hour before and Blitz chowed down, eating as much as he could.
“Thanks Loony. For being here”, he said with proud dad eyes at her and she pushed him lightly.
“Ugh stop”, she answered.
After he was done eating, the flowers on the bedside table caught his attention.
“Aww Loony you didn’t have to bring me flowers!”, he grabbed them and took a big sniff, smiling.
“Um, those weren’t from me. Stolas was here earlier”, she relinquished. Blitz felt like his throat was closing up and coughed.
“Sorry, Stolas was here?”, he asked. Loona nodded and Blitz threw the flowers on the ground and growled.
“What the f*ck is he playing at!” Blitz yelled. Loona crossed her arms, “Maybe you should go back to sleep”, she said.
“Meh meh meh, no I need to go see Stolas” he answered, starting to get out of bed but Loona pushed him against the pillow.
“…Dad-you’re barely better. Wait until you’re cleared”, she said sincerely.
Dad. Blitz laid back, sighed and relented from hearing that endearing term from Loona.
“Fine, but as soon as I’m cleared I’m going”, he said, pouting. Blitz was in the hospital for two more days with no word or visit from Stolas.
