Mar 25, 2019
We were at the beach 🏖 for three hours this morning .
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We were at the beach 🏖 for three hours this morning .
Algo no salió bien >w< <3
pets time :D
i love rabbits ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
“ Decorating “
“What is this!?”
A bright green shrub was potted in the corner of his scientist’s lab, rooted in the spot with small packages of colorful balls and other items.
Flug glanced at the eldritch demon with wide eyes, “W-Well, um...”
“Well?!”
“It’s a t-tree, s-sir...”
The demon glared at the plant and crossed his arms, “What is it for, Flug?”
The doctor bit his lip nervously behind his bag and shuffled closer to his desk, “Well... i-it’s tradition to decorate i-it, s-sir...”
The demon narrowed his eyes at Flug before sighing and glancing back over at it, “Decorate?”
The scientist gently stepped towards the plant and grabbed one of the packages, “W-Well, you just place an ornament on one of t-the branches, s-sir...”
“Shoe me this ‘tradition’.”
The doctor simply gulped and grabbed one of the ornaments, “Yes, s-sir”
He wrapped a gloved hand around one of the colored balls, there was an ornate pattern of glitter around it’s surface.
“What is that shining thing?”
There was a sense of disgust lacing his tone as he spoke.
“It’s glitter, s-sir”
The demon grabbed on of the ornament balls from the package and gently swirled it between his claws, “How does this ridiculous ball get on there?”
The scientist chuckled to himself and grabbed the small looped thread between the ornament’s lock, wrapping the thread around the branch and letting it hang.
“Like this.”
The eldritch grabbed the thread between his claws and slung it on a high branch, letting it fall lazily on the branch beneath it.
“This is a ridiculous tradition, Flug.”
The doctor shrugged, “It’s to celebrate Christmas, s-sir.”
The demon side glanced the doctor, “What is this thing known as ‘Christmas’ that you silly humans celebrate”
The doctor glanced to the demon and smiled softly, “S-sir, it’s a holiday. W-we celebrate the b-birth of god’s child.”
The demon stared at him oddly, “What god? I do not know any gods with children.”
Flug shook his head, “I-I don’t believe in it but it’s s-still a nice t-tradition.”
The demon was silent, watching the male place more ornaments of color and glitter on the branches of green spiky needles.
He mumbled gently as he placed a small snowflake ornament on a branch close to him, “What do you believe in, Doctor?”
The scientist glanced over at the demon, unsure if it was sincerity lacing his tone or curiosity.
He smiled gently, placing another ornament on the 6 foot tree.
“Well, s-sir, I’m a scientist. I believe i-in science. I b-believe that the galaxy was b-brought up by atoms and molecules, not some god I-I can’t s-see.”
The demon hummed, “I see.”
They silently placed the rest of the colorful ornaments on the tree.
“Well, Flug, how does this tradition end when you run out of things to put on?”
The doctor chuckled, “A tree topper, usually an angel, or Santa Claus, sometimes it’s a snowflake that lights up.”
“Do we have one of those ‘tree toppers’, Flug?”
The scientist nodded, “I-I have an old heirloom...”
“Heirloom?” The demon glanced over to Flug before smiling, “I have one of those.”
The scientist stared in shock at the eldritch, “Y-you have a family?”
The demon laughed, “Of course, I do, Flug.”
He brought out a clip the size of Flug’s bag, a sculptor of a dark beast wearing red and white with emerald eyes that glow.
The scientist smiled, his heirloom seemingly similar to the demon’s.
It was of a jolly man of pale snow wearing red and white with green eyes.
The two shared a gaze briefly before the demon grabbed his heirloom and placed it on top.
Flug smiled softly as he watched the pale snow jolly man stand on the peak of the branches.
The demon placed his on a branch lower than the tree topper, clipping it to the branches beneath it.
“I guess not all human creations are that bad.”
The doctor smiled broadly and nodded, placing comfort in their following silence.
Hey, guys, I’m back ~ Did you miss me? xD
Okay I know most of ya (including me) believe Dr. Flug wears the bag in order to cover his face out of his own insecurities (injury?) But it's 2:30am and I just thought "hey, alternatively, what if Black Hat just thinks he's cute and that makes him mad so he ordered Flug to wear it"
Failed attempt at hentai.
Black Hat/ Flug (medium script)
Flug: *Durmiendo en el laboratorio*
Demencia: *Entra silenciosamente* *escribe algo en la bolsa de Flug*
Flug: *despierta* DEMENCIA ¡¿Qué estás haciendo?!
Demencia: No sé cerebrito, pero deberías echarte una mirada *le tiende un espejo*
Flug: ... ¿Qué significa dadeiporp ed kcalb tah?
Demencia: Duh. Dice propiedad de Black Hat.
Flug: ¿Por qué escribirías eso?
Demencia: Eres su esclavo ¿No es así?
Flug: Tú también lo eres ¿Cierto?
Demencia: Quién sabe idiota. *sale*
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Black Hat: FLUG ¡¿Ya terminaste con ese bendito cachivache?!
Flug: Sí jefecito, sólo unos momentos y esto estará listo...
Black: NO TIENES MÁS TIEMPO. O LO TERMINAS AHORA O...¿Qué tienes escrito en la bolsa?
Flug: N-no, nada señor *trata de cubrirse*
Black Hat: Flug...quita las manos...
Flug: No.
Black Hat: Flug.
Flug: No, por favor.
Black Hat: O TE SACAS LAS MALDITAS MANOS DE ALLÍ O YO TE LAS ARRANCO. AHORA DÉJAME VER TU MALDITO ROSTRO.
Flug: Yayaya *retira las manos aterrado*
Black Hat: *Mira lo escrito con sorpresa fingida* Propiedad de Black Hat ¿Eh? ¿Tienes miedo de que te roben de mí, doctor?
Flug: Jefe le juro que yo no puse eso *temeroso*
Black Hat: Desearía creerte, pero no hay opciones~ *susurra en la oreja contraria*
Flug: *muere internamente*
Black Hat: LO MATÉ. :v AAAAAAAAAA
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Demencia: Oye nerd, ¿Qué tienes escrito allí?
Flug: Tú lo escribiste ¿Recuerdas?
Demencia: Estás más raro de lo normal... Para tu información estuve afuera destruyendo cosas, debes estar alucinando tonto. *se va*
Flug: ... Jefe...¿Fue usted? *sonrojo intensificandose*
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I'm too lazy to do the english translation : D
Suffer, just like us when you do scripts in english and we don't understand anything.
Suffer >: D okno. Try to use the translator or use your basic knowledge of spanish.
See ya : v
Dibujo en proceso de mi ship favorito, y pedido, PAPERHAT <3