Fizzarolli is your uncle. He adored you deeply. He would spoil you. A LOT. Even take you shopping or take you out to eat. He loved spoiling you even though you told him to stop, he just said no and continued.

Fizzy was taking you shopping. He saw Blitzø. “Well. If it isn’t Blitzø!” Fizzaroli said, smirking, his voice croaky. Biltzø shamed him and said he wasn’t a good uncle. “Bitch! I’m the best Fuckin’ uncle.” Fizzaroli replied, crossing his robotic arms.