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Charlie was sipping a hot chocolate from the craft services table, having finished shooting a very sexy musical scene, when she felt someone cover her eyes.
“Guess who!”
Charlie laughed and pretended to think about it. “Hmm…now who could this be?” she asked in a pretend confused voice. “Could it be my best acting friend in the whole wide world?”
“Bingo!”
Charlie turned around and saw Blitz in his Ghostfuckers costume from the recent shoot and gave him a big hug. “Wow you look great! The costume department really went all out!” she complimented, spinning him around as he hammed it up.
“Hell yeah I make this look good, toots!” he grinned, shaking his ass at her. “We just got done shooting a really fucked up scene where Rolando goes into my memories and brings up all the bad shit like the fire and my dad smacking me across the face and all the angsty shit fans eat up.”
“Oof I bet those were tough to film,” she winced sympathetically.
“Yeah we had to do a few more takes of my dad actually doing the smack since he broke character and hugged me, bawling his eyes out,” Blitz laughed good-naturedly. “The nicest people can play really good assholes.”
“Speaking of, I got a sneak peek of Lute’s big song for Season 2. It is SO epic!” the blonde gushed.
“Is that the one where she’s jumping around Adam’s office like an angry cat?”
“Yeah. Thankfully only test footage of that and a bit of Sera’s big song got out on the internet but that is so shitty people would put that out there when that takes away the fun of seeing it when it’s fully ready,” she pouted, crossing her arms and shaking her head.
“Oh people that spoil shit can suck my dick in the bad way,” he scoffed, nodding in agreement as he grabbed a chocolate cream doughnut. “We had some alternate scenes for Ghostfuckers that didn’t quite fit the vibe of what we were goin’ for but someone leaked that shit online.”
“Hey don’t get powdered sugar on that outfit!” Fizz called, running from the other lot. “You know the costume guy is gonna be pissed if he has to get that drycleaned.”
“At least it isn’t a jelly doughnut,” Blitz reasoned, stuffing the whole thing in his mouth.
“Man you’re weird…” Fizz sighed before looking up at Charlie. “How’re you doin’ Miss Morningstar?”
“Great! I just finished doing the Easy number with Vaggie and it was so sexy and fun!” the taller woman clapped excitedly.
“Oh sexy songs are the best! Ozzie’s number way back in Season 1 was so fuckin’ hot,” Fizz agreed. “Even if it got pretty damned mean at points. Sorry, Blitz.”
“Hey it was part of the story so don’t feel too bad,” Blitz reassured his buddy. “I technically got a sexy song with Stolas but we weren’t together when we were shooting it so I was just humping the air most of the time. I want a proper sexy song with Stolas, dammit!”
“You’ll get there,” Charlie reassured him. “Vaggie and I had our tender song before we got a sexy song.”
“True,” the shorter imp nodded before something came to him. “Hey I always wondered something. How come for movies and TV shows with singing, they have the cast record shit first before acting it out?”
“Well it gives us time to focus on our performances. And we’re singing along to our own recorded voices anyway,” Vox explained, popping in and startling the group. “You think it’s easy getting a shit-ton of songs to sing a whole damned season? Your vocal cords would be fried like bacon!”
“And you don’t want a repeat of Les Miserables the movie,” Moxxie chimed in, looking particularly sour at the mention of that film.
“Wait, why was that bad?” Charlie asked, taken aback when Fizz and Blitz tried to shush her but it was too late.
“Singing live for that movie was a huge mistake!” the white-haired imp ranted, going into full musical critic mode as he paced around. “I understand not taking away from the actor’s performance when it comes to dubbing but only Anne Hathaway got away mostly unscathed with her performance of ‘I Dreamed A Dream!’ Hugh Jackman–sexiest and manliest man from musical theater–was struggling as Jean Valjean even though his singing is usually fantastic! And don’t even get me STARTED on Russell Crowe as Javert! Just because you sang in a rock band doesn’t mean you can automatically work in musical theater!”
Fizz, Charlie, and even Vox stared in awe and slight horror while Blitz leaned in to the two Hazbin actors. “If you think he’s bad with this, don’t get him started on the Phantom of the Opera movie or Cats 2019,” he whispered as they slowly nodded in understanding.
“And I thought I was scary…” Vox muttered before disappearing back to his dressing room.
“M-Mox, hun?” Charlie tried, placing her hands on his shoulders to stop him from running a hole in the floor. “Do you wanna talk about good musicals? You like the stage show version of Phantom of the Opera, right?”
Moxxie’s sour face turned to a bright smile as he clapped his hands together. “Indeed I do, Miss Morningstar! I’ll go get my CD with the original Broadway cast so you can borrow it!”
“Wait, I thought you’d never lend that thing out?” Blitz questioned.
“Oh that’s my autographed copy from Michael Crawford,” the shorter imp corrected. “I have a second copy I like to lend out to friends.”
As Moxxie went to get his CD, Lute trudged over from the Adam’s Office set panting and sweating like crazy. “Water…need water…” she gasped, grabbing a water bottle and guzzling it down.
“You okay, Miss?” Fizz tried, a little intimidated by her from how scary she was last season.
Lute let out a gasp before giving the shorter imp a friendly smile. “Oh yeah I’m good, little man. Just exhausted from all the acrobatic crap they had me do for the Gravity number. Jumping around from wall to ceiling is damned tiring. I love doing my own stunts but damned if I don't get tired,” she told him.
“Hey I hear ya. Filming 2 Minute Notice with all the acrobatics in that song? I was pooped by the end of the day,” Fizz agreed.
“It ain’t just songs. Battles can be hard when you’re trying not to get in the way of the camera,” Blitz added, looking at Charlie. “Remember back when we were filming Season 1 and that fight with those DHORKS agents and the camera was spinning like crazy?”
“Oh yeah that was a cool battle!” Charlie smiled before wincing sympathetically. “Didn’t you accidentally smack your head in the camera for one of the big spinning shots?”
“Yeah…we had to take a break to make sure I didn’t break my beautiful face,” Blitz sighed dramatically, making his fellow actors laugh.
“You’re such a ham,” the taller blonde teased.
“And you love it~” he grinned back.
“Oh battle shooting days are exhausting as fuck!” Lute moaned, snapping her fingers and turning to Charlie. “You remember when I had that battle with Vaggie in the remains of the old hotel and we had to dodge debris and shit?”
“I think you accidentally whacked your shin on some and were hopping around in pain for five minutes,” Charlie recalled. “I’m glad Vaggie was able to get you ice.”
“Good thing my costume had covered tights. That bruise was a bitch for days after that,” the white-haired woman shuddered.
“Hey how’d they do that effect where you tore your arm off from pure spite?” Fizz asked, genuinely curious.
“Fake arm and fake blood,” she told him. “The shot had me in silhouette when it actually happened so we were able to fake that part. And CGI for the closeup of it actually tearing. Pretty gruesome stuff but the fake angel blood is cornstarch and yellow food dye mixed with lotion. Gross combo but it works”
“It’s like in porn where they fake jizz,” Blitz chimed in, smirking at everyone’s grossed out faces. “Hey, better they use fake stuff than real shit.”
“I think you’ve been hanging out with Angel a bit too much,” Charlie joked.
“Hey, we can swap funny stories. Like every time Valentino bonked his head leaving a scene because he was too damned tall,” he smirked. “Dude’s so nice off camera it’s a shock he can play such a bastard when it’s time to film.”
Fizz nodded in agreement, actually getting good acting tips from the Moth demon before looking at his phone and frowning. “Blitz we better head back. I think you’re gonna be doing a courtroom scene next,” Fizz warned, tapping his screen.
“Shit you’re right. And that’s gonna be a real tearjerker,” Blitz frowned, looking up at his tall friend. “Meet for dinner at that Thai place?”
“You know it!” she winked, both giving each other dorky finger guns as Fizz dragged Blitz off to their filming space.
Lute watched the two imps walk off before looking at her fellow costar. “You two really weirdly make sense as friends,” she commented.
“Thanks!” Charlie smiled. “I hope we’ll get to do a project together one day.”
[END]