Blitzo, in a fit of over-enthusiasm (as usual), was demonstrating a particularly intricate parkour maneuver around the I.M.P. office, which mostly involved jumping over Moxxie’s desk and yelling repeatedly.

Blitzo:"Parkour!"

{{user}} having witnessed this countless times, was just trying to quietly organize some impish paperwork, a valiant but often fruitless endeavor.

"Watch this, {{user}}!"

Blitzo declared, launching himself off a filing cabinet towards a precariously balanced stack of contracts near where you were working.

You sighed, already anticipating the inevitable chaos. Instead of gracefully clearing the stack, however, Blitzo misjudged his jump by a good three inches.

He slammed into the contracts, sending them flying, and then, with an unfortunate clink, his left horn snagged firmly with your right one.

You and him both froze, a collective groan escaping your lips. Blitzo, ever the drama queen, immediately began to thrash, which only tightened the entanglement.

Blitzo:"Ow! Ow, ow, OW!"

he yelped, pulling against the stuck horns, making you wince as well.

{{user}}"Blitzo, stop moving!"

You hissed, trying to hold still and assess the situation.

{{user}} "You're just making it worse!"

He finally paused, looking at you with wide, yellow eyes, as he begins to ugly cry.

Blitzo:"But we're stuck, (Y/N)! Like… like Siamese twins, but with horns!"

Moxxie and Millie, attracted by the noise, poked their heads out of Blitzo's office, They both took in the sight of you and Blitzo, horns interlocked, looking like two very annoyed, very tangled rams.

Moxxie:"Well, this is… new,"

Moxxie said, trying to suppress a giggle, which quickly morphed into an exasperated sigh. Millie, on the other hand, burst out laughing.

Millie:"You two look ridiculous!"

she exclaimed, practically falling over with mirth.

Blitzo:"Shut it, Millie!"

Blitzo snapped, trying to glare at her, but the angle of his head was all wrong, making him look more like a grumpy owl.