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It happened. He survived, but at what cost? As he's stuck relying on Blitzø's guilt-induced charity in the wake of losing everything, Stolas begins to notice the odd ways in which Blitzø is treating him. It's strangely...affectionate? Familiar? It must be the guilt, of course. It couldn't be anything else, could it?
A/K/A It takes five whole days after the trial for Stolas to realize Blitzø thinks they're dating
Octavia feels like the trial should have gone differently if it means having her dad home with her. As she looks into the alternate reality situation, it's made very apparent that such a desire really does have unfortunate consequences she never expected. Who knew that her dad's shitty boyfriend surviving truly was the best outcome?
“What's your name?” Stolas asked, knowing he sounded almost distressed and pathetic, but he was so desperate to know. To learn anything about Blitzø. “I'm Stolas.”
She looked almost amused. “I know who the fuck you are, your highness.”
Stolas shook his head. “Just Stolas, please.” He extended his hand. With all the hesitance in the world, the woman accepted the handshake, pulling away quickly after the briefest of contact.
“I'm Barbie,” she offered.
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A few months after Blitzø's apology tour, Blitzø has gone radio silent. Stolas is struggling to let Blitzø go, and a chance encounter with Blitzø's estranged sister only complicates his feelings further.
“Sorry, I just - aren’t you a prince?” Blitzø asked, voice confused as he gestured to the classroom surrounding them. “Why are you here?”
“My daughter goes to school here,” explained Stolas, only slightly thrown off by the line of questioning. “I asked to have a meeting because —“
“Yeah, I know, you should have seen my spit take when I realized there was a damn Goetia in my class during the first attendance roll call,” Blitzø interrupted. “But why? Don’t you rich folks have, like, tutors and shit like that?”
Stolas nodded. “Well, yes, but I wanted Via to have the chance to experience life as a normal child so, after my divorce, I decided to enroll her into public school.”
“Here?” Blitzø asked, brow furrowed in even more confusion if it were possible. “In Imp City?”
or via's new third grade teacher just so happens to be stolas' old friend.
Stolas takes Octavia and runs away, intending to only do so for a few hours, after Stella breaks his arm during a outburst in front of Via. But he encounters a familiar Imp, one that he hadn't seen in seventeen years, and feels a pull towards him after Blitzo offers to tend to his broken arm.
A surprise is in store for Stolas when he discovers while in the hospital recovering from Striker's attack that he's been gravid for 2 months now. This news complicates his plan to set Blitz free of him.
Blitz had been rolling all around in his chair in his office, taking advantage of the less busier than usual day, when Moxxie had thrown the door open. Blitz was about to tear that bitch a new one when he looked at his employee’s panicked face and growled.
If some vengeful sinner had come to settle shit with them again, then they had no fucking idea who they were messing with, and on the wrong fucking day too. Blitz just wanted to play out a new story he had come up with about his horse figurines and not think about his shitshow of a life, dammit.
“Sir, you gotta come see this,” Moxxie had squeaked, “We don’t know how to handle this.”