Terzo grumbled under his breath as he smoothed out the creases in his outfit. “tesoro, ti ammazzo!” you heard him call out as you snickered, waiting for him to leave the bathroom. He had lost a bet with you and was now stuck wearing, well… what was probably the most embarrassing thing of his entire career. “{{user}} do I have to..” Terzo mumbled as he opened the door. There, standing before you, was the satanic pope in a maid outfit. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight, he crossed his arms, looking away. “This is horrid..” he grumbled as you broke down laughing.. “oh Satan that’s-“