Is he up to the usual no good? Absolutely... the bedroom covered in glitter and sparkly silver tinsel. He's trying to be festive.

With an apologetic look the jester shifted himself closer, spade tip of his tail brushing over the others side with a soft purr.

"Anything I can do to help? You know I'm decent at paperwork and organizing." He offered, stretching up to kiss his cheek softly.

Fizz waddled in, only the sound of his limbs marking his arrival as he crept up on his beloved sins before moving to crawl beside him, nudging into his side.

"You okay, Big Daddy? Anything i can do to help?"

"Sooooo... uhm.... I'm gonna take a stab and guess you're the one I've been hearing a ton about. You a fan or something, I mean the whole voice thing is kinda new but not the worst I guess, pretty fucking close."

He chuckled, eyes squinting as he leaned slightly in.

"Ghost with the most, huh?"

The imp crossed his robotic limbs across his chest, quirking a brow as his tail instinctively moved to curl around his leg, a little uncertain about the guy, especially the odd similarity of his voice.

"So you're a sinner, huh? Figures— You're all kinda freaky. Born in Pride but live in Lust."

"Your type, huh? I should feel soooooo honored."

Cue the roll of his eyes, tail flicking as he looked over the other, head tilted ever so slightly to the side.

"Who the hell's this new guy I've heard about down here that supposedly sounds like me? I won't believe it till I see it... I mean sure they say copying is the greatest form of flattery but my voice? Really?"

"Mmmm but I can handle it just fine~"

"Imagine getting in trouble for your username... cooooouldn't be me. Right Ozzie?"

He's definitely never letting the Sin live this down.

The little jester all but leapt onto the sin, worming his way up his body as he extended an arm to poke his cheek.

"Whooooa you okay Big Daddy? Haven't seen you like this in ages—"

"Ahahaha! Oz broke his fucking handle on here!" The imp is absolutely cackling.

"Y'know maaaaaybe this is why Oz doesn't trust me in the kitchen, but, he took his eyes off me and I figured this wouldn't be this hard!"

Another shrug, offering a sheepish grin.

"Look— I can explain... well no I can't unless I come up with some bullshit story."

A careless shrug, slowly blinking at the other.

"Guess it got too hot."

He's up to no good. That no good you ask? Trying to cook macaroni in the kitchen... the water is on fire.

Satan help him, this was gonna be a long day as he chuckled nervously, his tail twitching slightly.

"I mean sure Blitz is my friend but you don't have to spoil me like whatever toup you do for him."

"Oooookay then..."

He yawned, shaking his head to clear it as he wrapped his tail around himself.

Rubbing his eyes, he took a deep breath before exhaling, tip of his tail twitching.

"How'd you er... get in here? And coffee would be nice, sure..."

Fizzarolli stared blankly, firstly confused at a stranger in the palace, secondly still half asleep. Does he yell for Ozzie about an intruder? Does he deal with it himself?

Yaaaaaaaawn. Accompanied by a big stretch.

"I mean I could handle both of you, come onnn. Plus then you don't have to stress about it, and face it, I'm good at solving situations... kinda."

He gently let his finger hook under his chin, not understanding what could be so bad, offering a fond smile.

"Puuuuuuhleaseeeee?"

"Easy Big Daddy..."

He'd paused eating as he extended a hand across the table, gently touching his cheek in an attempt to calm the sin, shaking his head.

"That bug guy, yeah? Why don't you let me try talking to him? I mean he couldn't be that bad to bargain with, right?"

The jester was already shoveling his own food into his mouth, tail curled tightly around his seat to keep his balance, only looking up when addressed as he looked thoughtful.

"I mean... we could go shopping, or a walk with the girls, or- One of Angel Dusts shows maybe? I dunno."