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It was one of the few occasions which Blitz had bothered to visit in early morning.

Of course after their full moon occasion being settled to history, an embarrassing past which neither of them  would bring up unless in excessive drinking sessions which were banned due to a frustrated hell hound and an owlet who had caught them chugging alcohol.

Stolas would protest. It was only a bottle. The four cans of honey beer and the mess on the floor were Blitz's doing. He shut up as soon as Sadie[his butler]  silently threatened to spill that it was a bottle of absinthe by gently lifting it

Their meeting had been nothing more than healthy recreation settings. Especially with Luna, keeping an eye on Blitz to not harass 'that feather duster with only skin and bones' until the bandages are  gone, the two would dare not share any more than longing kisses. The fact that Blitz's restless fervor would quash every time when he saw the owl struggling with his cane newly added as a necessity to his attire ensured the dates to be more platonic. So the two naturally had to find another way to spend their time, relive their stress and cope.

They first tried out mall dates which ended in a disaster when curious customers followed them into the private lounge.

The second date which they headed to a local restaurant also was a nightmare since the Paparazzi's sneaked their way through the back door. Disturbing the overall staff.

Ozzie's too, was a terrible idea.

Fizz had called over to Blitz. Wishing to try out a make over for that incident which happened in their real first date in which the Sire of Lust and the Lead Jester openly outed the owl. Stolas accepted the invitation thus apology with awkward grace. He had insisted there was nothing to apologize for, for Asmodeusu had given him the crystal. But, that glorified fucking chicken - Blitz will call him that after their latest encounter - had insisted. Making an effort to call Stolas over using the royal hotline.

And for once, both the nervous prince and his annoyed imp believed that everything would go alright. ... Until, they noticed the 'The New Pathway to Heaven',  or as... in other words, Asmodeusu's new... creation in the middle of the hall.

The flabbergasted owl had done his best to suppress the urge to portal straight back to his studies whilst taking a closer look at the nude filled hall. And after excusing himself to the sire of lust, the docile prince was throughly annoyed at Blitz for once. Who did not fucking take into account that Fizz was a drama queen. And that overgrown chicken would literally harvest stars for him.

So after having fifth attempt of their lovely quality time together fail, Blitz finally suggested an old fashioned date course. A tour around the night markets in the outskirts of wrath.

Stolas was chittering at his suggestion. Probably because of one of the teenaged telenovela that he once watched. Blitz once had listened to him warbling about the main couple Jade and Kiel, two forbidden loves watching fireworks in the local carnival. Though Stolas pretended his high spirits were just because of being allowed off track from his usual intercourse, Blitz could bet on his pony that his head were full of those youthful fantasies as he showed up in an equestrian uniform.

"Well, hello darling Blitzy."

"... Um. Oh. Stolas? ..."

"Yes. Of course it is me. I have tried out one of my old attires which I used to wear whilst I was studying. Well. ... Via liked it. Or does it not fit your taste?"

"Oh, no. No. Of course it does."

Props to the fact that the little owl princess will peck his eyes out if Blitz dared  insult her father. Not to mention a handful of Stolas's tailors who had been more than content to finally fit their purposes.

Stolas had been trying out new things recently.

***

Blitz was once spooked to learn that fact that Stola's dress room comprised of two sections, and one was entirely dedicated to the exactly same outfits of his variety of regalias.

He had seen more then seven pairs of the same blouses, same red buttoned shorts that he wore on normal occasions. There were also countless pairs of garment for each of his ceremonies every month. But only a few sets of real clothes. Normal clothes which one could wear during normal life except for galas or extra royal shit. Which the owl had explained, he had not felt any need to buy.

The silly t-shirt he had worn at LooLoo land had been one of the few. All of his clothes were elegant, pristine and clean, but Blitz felt unease as he looked around a potential treasure dungeon of expensive goods. It felt as if it was saying that Stolas did not deserve a life out of his duties.

Every inch of the owl was to be measured and calculated. Decorated by the finest goods and to be showed off for the audience, the other demons who wanted to drool at the feet of a royal prophet.

As soon as he heard the owl saying 'that more than half of the sets were incredibly uncomfortable, but he has gotten used to it', Blitz had heard enough. And  went straight to the servant's quarters to strangle Sadie - the unfortunate butler - only to hear that Stolas's personal tailors had to escape to their summer house since Stella did not take it kindly if the owl seem to outshine him.

It took less than an hour to bring them all back.

"The whole of the family tailors sends their regards Mr Buckzo. They are making a new suit for his highness's spouse to wear. I suggest you visit the tailor's room for a fitting."

"What - . How the fuck. I am not that birdbrain's - Ouch!"

Blitz yelped as the butler had stepped on his foot.

"What was that for!"

Sadie, the old butler smirked as he straightened his monocle.

"My apologies, Mr Buckzo. But I am putting my highness's needs as a priority. And please, do remember the servant's quarters are just three floors under his chambers."

"Yes. ... Yes. And owls have acute hearing. Yes. I get it. ... Thanks."

'And stop spying around the building for me Stolas, you freak!'

A pair of red eyes flickered in the shadows as Blitz yelled in exasperation.

The owl had been a clingy bitch since their reconnection.

Which included staring at him whilst he was asleep. Refusing to let go after their cuddles. And hiring Blitz for silly reasons in anonymous names which Blitz toleratd with knowing, for the prince was good at acting but not good at faking bank accounts.

Though he was throughly annoyed at this sudden change which almost made Stolas looked more like an abandoned dog than an owl, he had to admit it was cute. Also the fact that Stolas's daughter, the princess had informed that her dad was taking even more pills due to his lack of sleep, the imp had no choice but to play along.

***

So Blitz just gave a nod at the prince's ... new clothes. It fit the owl well. Of course it did. It was made for him. But it was certainly an over kill for just a stroll around the bazar. Not to mention they were already drawing attention everywhere.

"Well, bird brain. I believe the other's would find it strange if we just stand here. Let's go for shopping."

"Oh, yes, Blitzy! Oh I am so excited to -"

"Hush. Birdy. No names."

It was of course great to reconnect with his past friends.

Fizz and Verosika, whom both still seemed to be annoyed by his very existence, but have made a mutual agreement to tolerate it at the same time, ... were nice.

It was great to have company except his employees. But them sometimes calling Blitz for escort, which he was pretty sure to be an act between catching up and fuck him up had brought him a new reputation. And Blitz was seriously thinking of changing his name until Mox told him it was a stupid idea.