Heaven And Hell Bond

Gold For Cake

Poor Clyde didn't know where he was going to find edible gold. Sure there were possibilities of finding edible gold online or some store, but they probably wouldn't be fancy enough for Stella to indulge herself in.

"are you alright, Clyde?" Asked Stolas

"Yes." Clyde then began wondering if he actually was alright, even though he said he was. "Well... how am I going to get the right kind of edible gold for Stella? She'll probably want the most expensive kind. I might never see Octavia ever again because I might fail Stella."

"Look, Stella has a way of... getting under people's skin. She knows how to manipulate and get things her own way. If she does try to keep you away from my Via, then she will have to go through me. Never listen when she says I am weak. In fact, the divorce between me and her was far long overdue."

"Ok, but I would still like to make this cake." Clyde said. "I mean, it looks yummy."

"You really want to do this, Clyde?" Stolas asked

"Yes!" The boy sounded eager. "More than anything in the world."

"Very Well. And do not worry, I do know a place where we can get you the finest edible gold that will please my venomous ex-wife."

Smiling with hope, Clyde said: "Thank you so much, your highness."

"Anything for you, my friend." Stolas gently patted him on the head.

"I hope Lincoln is having a better day than I am." Clyde wondered.

"You and me both, Clyde. You and me both."

Meanwhile

Loona and Lincoln were just playing some video games together in the Loud residence. Thankfully, Loona has not got in another rage to break his replacement console.

"I feel like we shouldn't have left Clyde down there, Loona." Lincoln admitted as he was playing.

"Pfft, why? Because he is not really tough like you are?" Loona asked

"He's my best friend. He can't handle some things down there."

"He's with Octavia, isn't he?" Said Loona. "Don't worry about it too much. Stolas is supposed to be one of the most powerful beings in Hell, and he has the power to turn people into stone with his eyes if needed."

"Funny," said Lincoln. "Octavia mentioned that to me before. As they were done playing, Lincoln got himself some lemonade and Loona some coffee that she brought with her to Earth. "Ever thought of living by yourself, Loona?" Lincoln couldn't help but ask the hellhound.

"More than anything in the universe." Loona admitted. "I just need a car of my own and not the fucking IMP van. The sooner I move out of that freaky weirdo's house, the better."

"I know, you hate Blitzo so much."

"Yep, with all my heart. I want nothing to do with Blitzo. As soon as I move out of his apartment, I'm moving out of there for good. I promise you that, Lincoln."

"Do you hate him as much as Moxxie too?"

"Oh, I hate him way more than that fat boy." Loona smirked.

"How?" Asked Lincoln

"Simple, I live with Blitzo."

"Oh." Lincoln had an idea. "You know... if you ever need a place to live if you move out of Blitzo' apartment, you can stay here."

"Whoa whoa whoa. Nope. Sorry Lincoln, but no." Loona said.

"What's wrong with my house?"

"You said so yourself, it can get pretty fucking crazy here."

"Right." Lincoln remembered. "I did say that. Though we do have an attic and a basement... and Lisa's bunker. That way you won't have to deal with the wild ways of the Loud house. When the bunker door closes, it is soundproof on the inside."

"Nah, I prefer to live alone." Loona said.

"No help?" The boy asked

"Nope." Loona plainly and flatly stated.

"OK then."

The boy was now thinking if Loona's place would be a good place to get away from his crazy lifestyle or not. Loona did seem cool and awesome, despite her surly, bad attitude. Lincoln knew that she can be a softie on the inside. "So, I couldn't help but ask," Loona said, "who is your favorite sister to hang out with?"

"Good question." said Lincoln. "I have cool adventures with all of them. But I can tell you who I like hanging out with the least." He zoomed his fade closer to Loona's left ear. "Lynn."

"The jock one, right?"

"Yep. That's the one. I'm just sick of her Dutch ovens she gives me whenever possible, and don't even get me started on packing day when it's snowing in winter. When it's that day, she is a total monster."

"Come on," Loona doubted. "How bad can a pre-teen girl be?"

"You would be surprised. When it becomes packing day this year, i'll let you know."

Loona couldn't help but let out a small laugh from herself. "I'm so scared." she said sarcastically before laughing some more. After she stopped, she added; "Though i don't know what Lord Lucifer would think if he found out about you and Clyde knowing about Hell."

"You're worried about me?" asked Lincoln

"What? No." Loona shrugged with her arms crossed. "Why would i be worried about a dorky kid like you?"

Lincoln was not convinced, and the female hellhound finally gave in.

"OK, so i am a little worried about you and your dorky friend. But, hey, what Lord Lucifer doesn't know won't hurt him, right?"

"Right." Lincoln smiled. "And... thanks for not breaking my console this time."

The female hellhound gave a small frown, like she was annoyed. "You're not still mad about that, are you?"

"No, no, no, of course not. Just saying."

"Well, whatever." then the female hellhound felt her stomach growling.

"You hungry?"

"Yeah, i can go for some Burgers right now." Loona said before opening the portal back to Hell, all the way to Blood Burger. "Know what you would like yo eat, kid?"

"Well, just two cheeseburgers and some nuggets." Lincoln replied

"Got it. He sat in a nearby booth and looked out the window to see a bunch of people gathered outside to see someone. Was it Verosika? Or was it her sister Katie? Now, it's someone else. It was Fizzaroli, the clown that Blitzo knew when he was a boy, and was with someone tall and humongous. Like some kind of man with a pimp outfit and his face looking like fire a little bit.

"You sure you wanna eat here, baby?" asked the deity. He sounded like Vortex a little

"Absolutely, my fuck toy." Fizz said. "There is never a wrong time to eat a hamburger."

"Can't argue with that, Fizzy." the behemoth gave the clown a pat on the head three times. Noticing that many people were crowding around his fuck toy, the being angrily said in a demonic voice. "Back off you fucking perverts! He is my toy!" just like that, everyone backed away from the two instantly like rats scurrying back into their holes in an old, dilapidated house. "Better." the being smiled before walking in the place with Fizz.

"Ah, if it isn't Blitzo's daughter."

"I am not his daughter." Loona seethed. "I'm adopted, ok?"

"Hey hey hey, calm down now." said the being next to the clown.

"Ah, Lincoln!" Fizz walked over to him. "Mind if I sit with you?"

"No." Lincoln sounded a little uncomfortable.

"I haven't seen you in a while, buddy. How have you been?"

"Just living my life. Living with my crazy family."

"Ah. You know, i kinda wish i can live your kind of life. Sure, being in the fucking spotlight is fun, but it can be a pain in the ass with all these people admiring you and wanting to do... funny business with you."