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When Pico got called up by a literal demon to rap battle his ex, he hadn't expected much to come of it.
He lost, of course. What the hell did this Dearest guy think was going to happen? Bailey is a literal rapper, Pico is not. Period. End of discussion.
He was supposed to beat Bailey in a rap battle in front of his new girlfriend, Gena Dearest. The client’s daughter. Supposed to make him look bad so she’d lose interest and dump him.
Pico had thought the whole thing sounded ridiculous, but the upfront pay was good enough that he accepted, and that was that.
He’d approached the couple after dark as they waited for a train. Even though Pico was intruding on their date night, Bailey didn’t seem too bothered to see him again. If anything, he seemed absolutely ecstatic, grabbing at Gena’s arm- always so touchy- and talking so fast in his usual beeps and boops, Pico missed most of what he’d said.
Gena had laughed warmly, introducing herself proper, and offering a hand to him. She’d already had an idea of who he was- Apparently, Bailey talked about him a lot.
“All good things!” she assured, as he reluctantly shook her hand. He was pretty sure he’d made some kind of joke in response, because she laughed again and the shorter man beamed at him. His stomach twisted uncomfortably, and he looked away.
It had been awkward to start the battle after that. One half-assed explanation later, with Gena huffing and looking annoyed when she’d found out exactly who’d hired him, and Pico and Bee were facing off in front of a massive set of speakers.
Three songs later, the victory went to Bailey. Like he’d said: Of course.
He really had tried, but the only singing and rapping Pico had ever done had been when he was with Bee. The songs were his, the words were his- why had Pico been hired for this again?
“(Wasn’t that awesome? I told you he was great at this!)” Bee had lit up, quickly beeping at Gena for a second. Then, to Pico- “(You were awesome, Peach! Have you been practicing? You should definitely give the scene another shot!)”
Pico had deflected and tried to leave quickly after that, trying not to dwell on anything to do with the battle or Bee still using that stupid nickname or how much money that Dearest guy had thrown at him.