“Eeeeyo payaso~ Lo que es bueno~?”
Eve stepped into the room to meet her favorite clown Fizzarolli. She saw him alright, and he was spotted with both of his face and body flat front on the bed. There was not a single tail wag to greet back Eve. Just a little. All he could let out was a soft groan as he weakly waved at her.
“Hey Eve …” Fizz grumbled.
Seeing the state that the clown was in now, the sinner demon had no hesitation to saunter towards him.
"Hey, que pasa, Fizz?” Eve crouched down and rested her elbows near him, “¿Por qué la cara larga?"
Fizz groaned in his response once more, but this time, he lifted his head to see her.
“I don’t know, toots, but I’m just feeling crap.”
“Aww, really now?” Eve hummed, tisking to herself. “That’s not a fun thing to have at all.”
Again, he softly groaned, but this time, he expressed it with an agreement. He didn’t have to deal with the blues, but in this time of day and in this very moment, it just had to hit him. Oh joy.
“Hmmm … You know, Fizz, maybe there’s something I can help dealing that nasty crap feeling.” Eve then gently rubbed Fizzarolli’s snout and giggled to him. “Remember patty cakes? Wink wink~? We can play that little game if it helps you~”
Fizzarolli understood that. As clear as crystals. He even let out chortle, but after that, his grin fell into a low-spirited frown.
“Mehhh, sorry goaterita,” Fizz sighed. “Can’t do it when I’m feeling like this. Can’t even make a sleazy joke to cheer myself either.”
“Ahh. So not in a Fizzy mood I see.”
“Eeyup.” Fizz simply replied.
The sinner demon softly hummed back. “Do you need some alone time then, cariño?”
“No. I need you, Eve.” He shook his head and reached his hand out a little as if he wanted to take her hand. “Nooo, Eve. Can you stay with me? Pretty please? I could … need a somebody like you.”
Of course, Fizzarolli could just get the big man lust himself for some comfort. However, at the same time, he felt like he didn’t want to bother him. Good Satan, the lust king done so much for him after all these years. He couldn’t help but didn’t want to burden him furthermore. He really didn’t need to bug him. He believed he deserved a break.
“Alrighty, Fizz~ I’ll stick around~”
Eve patted the tired clown on the head. His tail began to wag a little. He couldn’t have the energy to say “thank you” to her. He could only hum and smile.
“Hey, what are we gonna do then?” she asked.
Fizzarolli’s glowy eyes just looked up to hers and shrugged. The goat demon had to ponder a moment, tapping her talon on her lower chin.
“Maybe we can watch dibujos animados together?” she suggested to him. “Maybe while enjoying ourselves with some snacks. Like puddings. You like puddings?”
The clown thought about it for a moment. Slowly, his tail wagged, and he let out a soft giggle. Upon seeing his reaction, Eve warmly smiled.
“Yeah.” He hummed. “Cartoons. Banana pudding. I’d like that very much.”
