Because why not? I'm bored and love this guy. So I'm doing the other years' prompts.
Mini ficlets. :)
-Season 1 Finale
Baxter turned his head to look at the sinner in front of him. He wasn't sure, but it looked like a spider demon. A little similar looking to the one he saw on TV just now.
"Hey, uh, sir..." He said, walking up to the sinner in front. "That guy looks kind of like you.."
Turning around, Arackniss, the black spider demon looked bewildered.
"What?! No, he doesn't!"
There was possibly a blush under his dark fur.
"Just because we're both spider demons, that don't mean nothin'!"
Arackniss stomped away, letting Baxter just gawk at his reaction.
"Oh," Baxter replied. "My apologies!"
~~~
-Angel/Molly
"Alright, you two. So, this is serious. No pranks, no play fights, and for the love of God, don't touch me without permission!"
He looked from Angel to Molly, pointing to his eyes, and then back at them with two fingers.
Angel and Molly gulped. When Arackniss was serious, he was serious.
"You have our word," Angel said, crossing his heart. Molly did the same.
At Arackniss' wedding, he straightened his suit. He felt a little nervous. But he brushed the feeling aside. The twins promised to behave. This would go well. He had to believe that.
Everything had gone well at the ceremony. He'd kissed the bride and felt giddy when walking down the aisle with her.
However, the after party was where it fell apart. Arania, his wife, had decided to sit at a girls' table because she was afraid of his father. (Not that he blamed her.) So now Arackniss was sitting next to his father alone while Angel did his speech.
The unpleasant nervous feeling was back.
After Angel's speech, Henroin wasn't happy and Arackniss was staring at his brother with a deadpan reaction. Angel had just told everyone in the room that he had problems with his father favouring Arackniss and that Arackniss wasn't so perfect: that he'd gone out for hookers with Angel one time. Arackniss had tried to keep his cool, clenching his fists the whole time.
While Henroin had a word with Angel, Arackniss spoke to Molly. His voice was unusually quiet, as though trying to hold back emotion.
"I thought I said no pranks."
"It was mostly compliments..." Molly said, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. He pulled it out of her grip and gave her a look to remind her what he said. "Come on, Niss. You still had a beautiful wedding, a beautiful wife, and a funny speech from your brother."
He thought about it for a while, and looked to Arania. She smiled at him and waved him over.
"I guess you're right Molly." He said, giving her a pat on the back. "Thanks."
Since nobody else seemed to mind, Arackniss went to look for Angel before joining the table. Sure, Angel liked to joke at inappropriate times, but he meant well.
~~~
-AU: Vaggie Spares Arackniss
"Are you okay?" Vaggie said, reaching out her hand to help him up. Arackniss took a few shaky breaths and nodded.
"I should be asking that to you. Your eye?"
She put her hand over it.
"It'll heal. I hope."
"A-and your wings?"
She sighed.
"Since they were torn out, they'll grow back."
He nodded, accepting that answer. However, he was uncertain what they'd do now. Since his father had kicked him out, he had nowhere to go. He'd taken the fall for his brother one last time.
Looking around for materials, he decided to be resourceful. He gathered some building materials to built a shelter with.
However, that was when he noticed the princess herself approaching them.
He was very confused when she offered the chance to help them, but hey, a free room and board is a free room and board.
~~~
-Overlord
"HAHAHAHAHA!! You will all bow down to my power!" Arackniss declared, arms open and walking up to a podium. There was a huge crowd and they were cheering. He was much taller, more muscled, and had a huge black cape shimmering with a sleek gold lining. His outfit was black, with the gold lining matching his cape, with the coat designed with a low-cut pentagon shape to expose his muscular chest. He had baggy pants and pointed prince shoes.
Arackniss rolled around in his sleep, mumbling.
"Yes... yes... Bow down to me, Arackniss! Heh... That'll show em..."
~~~
-Season 2 Predictions (or: predictions based on what we saw in S2)
Molly looked down at her letter. She'd always wondered if she could contact her brothers one day. And today was the day.
She gave the letters to Emily, who went through a portal to deliver them.
Arackniss narrowed his eyes at the surprisingly pink letter that had entered his mailbox. Usually he would get junk mail. No one sent him anything nice. Hesitantly he opened it, expecting a rather hateful tone.
Then he did a double take.
"Molly?! You're okay!?"
He read it's contents: sugary sweet and cheerful and saying how she wished to see him again. It took him a while to consider whether he should write back to her.
Just then, his father called down the stairs.
"Arackniss! Did you get the mail?"
He froze. Staring down at the letter, he wondered what he should do. His father was downstairs quick as a wink. He stared at the pink letter. Arackniss panicked and tossed the letter into the fireplace. Henroin paced around him slowly.
"I saw the name Molly... Why'd you destroy it?"
Arackniss stared into the distance, unsure how to answer.
"I... don't know."
His hands were trembling.
When his father left, all he could do was sink to the ground. Why did he destroy Molly's letter? What kind of a brother was he?
After some thought he realized it had been an impulse, the sheer terror of his father coming at him so fast. He realized that. But that didn't make it better.
~~~
-Mob / Dirty Work
"Is the person I was really all that different from who I want to be?" Arackniss had thought to himself while riding in his limo. He shrugged. "Eh, not really."
And when he confronted the thug who owed them money, he felt no differently.
But when he was apprehended and tied to a chair, he started to feel worse and worse about the person he'd turned into. Especially since - if this was Hell - he was about to have everything he'd done to others turned back onto himself.
~~~
-Free Day: Hazbin
Arackniss hadn't been surprised that Henroin wanted to sell him to pay off his debts.
But to Lucifer himself?!
He tried to be strong as his father got his goons to tie his hands behind his back.
He tried to be strong when he saw Lucifer approach him for the first time and accept the soul contract from his father's hand.
But when being alone in a room with him and watching him untie him and set him free from his contract?
Arackniss sank to his knees, looking up at the King of Hell pitifully.
And when Lucifer smiled at him in a kind way - too kind - and told him he was safe now, he broke.
He never imagined he'd one day be clinging to the devil and sobbing, thinking of him a better person than his own father, but here we were.
"W-what do you want in return? I'll do anything...." Arackniss muttered gratefully. Lucifer pulled back and looked at him hopefully.
"Well, there is one thing... Join my daughter's hotel! Heh, it's kind of a passion project of hers, and she'd really appreciate-"
Arackniss stuck out his hand, a dead serious look in his eyes.
"I'm in. I'll be the best guest she's ever had."
Lucifer squealed, happy to have helped Charlie, and pulled Arackniss in for another hug. He couldn't help a small smile too.
~~~
-Best Feature.
"My best feature?" Arackniss said. "Uh, I guess it would be my stealth, my ability to see things from far away, my cute fluffy body making others doubt me right before I make them eat their words..."
Angel giggled.
""It's definitely your cute, fluffy body."
Arackniss deadpanned.
"Exhibit A."
And then he took a flying leap, knocking his brother to the ground.
