It was another sexual aftermath of stolas and Blitzo as the Imp lights a cigarette for stolas to smoke as he was being tied to his bed at the moment.
Stolas : I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon.
Stolas is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, his hands tied to the headboard with rope.
Blitzo : When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about...
He uses cigarette to burn the rope, freeing Stolas, who takes Blitzo's cigarette from him and takes a long drag of it.
Blitzo : But, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll.
Stolas : As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself.
Stolas puts out the cigarette in one of Blitzo's horns and pinches his cheek before Blitzo shoves him away.
Stolas : The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion! It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals.
Blitzo : *pulls a feather out of his mouth in disgust.* Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks.
Stolas : *sits up* Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all... *pulls the covers over his head and his head appears near Blitzo's crotch.* ...special access~ *chuckles*
Blitzo : Look, I told you, we're not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing and then it became a two-time thing after that. we did badly. Twice!
Stolas : *stands up with the covers on his head. He does a playful owl head tilt.* I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year.
Blitzo : Well if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway.
Stolas : *baby-talk voice* Aww, I'm sowwy your clients will have to wait...
Blitzo : *waves a dismissive hand* Oh, fuck my clients!
Meanwhile in moxxie and Millie's home. The two loving Imp couple sleep peacefully when they hear Asia's loud scream from the other room. Two of them sighs to each other knowing one thing.
Millie : mox... she's praying again...
Moxxie : ....I'll go get the medical supplies...
Moxxie gets out of bed as millie did too. Later in the bathroom millie turns on the water to cool Asia's hands off. She could see the little red burns on her hands as she gives asia a serious look.
Millie : darlin... this is the 18th time you've done this. We've talked about this didn't we?
Asia Argento: n-no praying in hell because it causes pain on the hands to feel immense burn...
Moxxie : alright give me your hands.
She does what she's told by her adoptive father, moxxie wraps the bandage on her hands making sure their wrapped on her hands to heal the wounds.
Moxxie : there we go. Good as new. Feeling better now?
Asia Argento: a little....
She looks at her bandage hands sighing depressed as her adoptive Imp parents look at each other with concern on their faces and then they look at her.
