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@doctor-flugg
Black Hat scurries into the lab and looks for Flug. When he spots him seeming to be working on something. He silently sneaks up on him. Only to throw his hands to the goggles to cover his eyes. He didn’t say anything. But it was obvious it was a guess who game
@doctor-flugg
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —
-{ @evilpersonified }-
Flug peered down to the bouquet of assorted flowers being held out to him. With a surprised look on his face he couldn’t help but be flushed. “For… Me?” He questioned. It was odd for him to receive gifts. “I appreciate it and I’m flattered but you really didn’t have to get them for me. If I would’ve known I would’ve made/gotten you something as well.” He said feeling a bit guilty for not having thing to give back
“Of course they are, Fluggy,” he chimed as he held out the flowers. “I got them just for you. You’re room needs more color if you ask me.” He arches a long brow, “I got these because I care about you and wanted to show signs of affection! I am doing this correctly? I think? And it’s all about surprises! You don’t have to get anything for me in return!”
@doctor-flugg
“Why the HELL can’t you do anything right Flug!? This isn’t what I asked for! It doesn’t even work! The gun just sparks up and doesn’t do shit!” The device he holding, he crushed in his his gloved hands. “I give you ONE simple task,” he started and lifted his finger. “And you can’t get it done! You’re a disgrace to science! You call yourself a doctor but you can never getting one. fucking. thing. done.” A hard device that could shoot fire. And a close dead line. None of it was acceptable for the tall man. He was furious. “Debería matarte” Which meant, I should kill you. It was an empty threat at the moment.
@doctor-flugg
Flug was resting on the couch covered in a bunch of blankets due to the cold tempature in the house and outside. Flug was as snug as a Bug, snoozing with his Paper Bag off of his face.
The Doctor peered up from his ‘nap’ and smiled at his new ’ Companion ’. He then opened up a little space for the other to come and join him, patting down the side by side him.
Black Hat wore a friendly smile as he peered at his companion, When he was welcomed to sit down next to him, he pounced on the spot he patted at and nuzzled down.
“You look happy under all those blankets,” he commented with a chirp. It was obvious the man was very happy. Even when he’s gone a while without yelling at Flug.
@doctor-flugg
Flug was in the midst of doodling out one of his newest inventions on blueprint paper before peering up towards the Villain.
“Oh! Fine, Thank you for asking.” He replied.
It had been a couple of weeks after the ‘incident’ that the two of them had that caused Flug near death. He wasn’t going to hold a grudge of course, seeing as Dante himself had been through a lot during his lifetime.
Though most of his wounds have been sort of healed, He remanded with Stitches on the side of his body as a result of it. The bruise along his neck has mostly cleared up besides it leaving a light purple against his neck.
Black Hat rubbed his hand against his harm and hummed. Hovering over him to see what he was doing. “That’s good to hear.... Also, new invention?” he asked, pointing a finger at what he was doing.
The man was worried about Flug, wanting to make sure he healed properly. And it wasn’t just because he’d lose his best scientist.. But lose a dear friend. He might have let it slipped that he considered the doctor a friend, but it’d be rare when he’d admit it.
@doctor-flugg
“Oh, Jeez. I’m sorry. I’ve been a bit caught up on a project that I haven’t even bothered to say ‘Hello.’“ The Doctor sighed.
“It’s alright.. It’s just been a while since I’ve seen you. Wanted to make sure you’re doing okay. Have you been eating and drinking well?”
@doctor-flugg
different ways to say ‘i love you’.
-{ @evilpersonified }-
Flug bolted straight up from the blankets with his heart racing, felt as if it were going to jump out of his chest. HIs breathing became sharp, panting harshly. The Doctor tried calm himself from his horrible nightmare. His hand gripped his t-shirt and ran his through his blonde hair.
“O-Oh, God…” He muttered with his eyes wide open. His stomach felt as if it were going to eat itself.
The man jolted at the sudden warmth against his shoulder peering down at Black Hat. Flug inhaled and exhaled gently, It’s was just a nightmare.
Black Hat had been strolling down the halls. Checking on everyone. He had a nice chat with Dementia who was still up and 505 was fast asleep. Which left his darling Flug.
As he headed to his room he heard sharp breathing. In a blink of an eye, the demon was at his side. He placed a hand on his shoulder and in a hushed tone, said, “It’s just a nightmare.”
The lean male pulled Flug against himself as he leaned back into the bed. His hand rubbing the scientist’s side. Placing a peck onto his cheek. “Shhh.. it’s just a nightmare Flug. None of it was real. You’re here with me. I won’t let any harm come to you.”
He gave Flug a gentle squish. “You going to be alright?” he asked tenderly. “Do you need anything?”
@doctor-flugg
“I- uh….Yes?”
“I usually hold spite for friendships... But... With you Flug, I don’t mind if we create a friendship or not.”
