Dec 8, 2017
Since Dementia's color blind, she once asked why BH's name was Black Hat when it was a different color for her (that's how color blindness works) Submitted By Anonymous
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Since Dementia's color blind, she once asked why BH's name was Black Hat when it was a different color for her (that's how color blindness works) Submitted By Anonymous
How did ...draw it....:D......💦💦
OK, SO NOT CANON IN THE SLIGHTEST, but this weird little au thing wouldn’t leave my head while I was mowing sooo…yeah. I’m such a sucker for this kind of stuff XP
I really know zilch about these guys, but I DO know that BlackHat would be a terrible care taker, no matter the intentions. (EDIT: is it Flug or Flurg??)
Continuation.
...Twister?...
Is this already an idea? Because I think it’s a terrible one at Black Hat Incorporation...
“Black Hat! Black Hat!” Demencia’s voice carried loudly through the halls.
How was Flug supposed to catch even an hour of sleep with her screaming and yelling like some crazy fangirl...?!
“Ugh. What is it, Demencia?!”
“Look what I found in Flug’s room!”
“Demencia, I’m busy.” The demon eldritch hissed, glancing for a split second to see a Twister mat, “What is that abomination?”
“I think it’s a thing humans like to play with.”
Black Hat stood, teleporting to Flug’s room and grabbing the scientist. He flinched in his grasp, “S-Sir?”
Demencia burst in just as he placed his goggles over his uncovered face. He winced as she squinted to see anything. With satisfaction that she couldn’t see, he stared at his boss’ quizzical glare.
“What is Twister, Doctor?”
Dr. Flug blinked in confusion, rubbing his cheek softly to wake himself up more. “You mean the game?”
“Is that what it is? A game?” Demencia asked, holding up the spinner.
“Let’s try this game, shall we Flug?”
“Uh....”
.....
The twister mat was placed in the large dining room hall. 5.0.5. holding the spinner with a grin. He was told to spin when told and to stand there quietly, to him it was easier than making breakfast for Black Hat.
“So how exactly do we play?” Demencia grinned.
“W-well... When 5.0.5. spins the arrow, i-it lands on a color a-and a limb. Left foot on red, right hand on yellow, er...right foot on blue, ...something like that.”
Black Hat nodded, “Spin it.”
With a swipe of his soft, plushy paws, the arrow swirled fast. It didn’t come to a slowed stop until a minute passed. “Try not t-to spin i-it so hard...”
The color and limb it landed on popped up on a floating screen above 5.0.5., the color on one side while the limb’s name was on the other side. (It’s a magic screen. .-. I think...)
“Right foot red!” Demencia grinned, hopping on her foot immediately.
Flug sighed and watched BlackHat move. “Coming, Doctor? You ARE playing with us, correct?” His sinister grin sent Flug moving.
“Y-Yes, sir...”
5.0.5. grinned and swiped his paw again when the command came. Within moments, the poor human was pressed against Black Hat, who simply shrugged off the burning sensations of the Doctor’s body heat.
Demencia created a very odd pretzel of herself, her eyes squeezed shut as she groaned. “THIS REALLY TESTS... YOUR... FLEXI...BILI....TYYYY!”
Flug tried his best not to giggle for fear of his boss over hearing him. He sucked in a deep breath and moved to red, his right hand landing softly on the mat while Black Hat twisted around and underneath Flug’s legs to reach the spot he desired.
“This is too easy...” Black Hat narrowed his eyes, watching Flug strain as he reached another spot with his foot.
“My muscles hurt...” Flug’s murmur was barely noted.
Black Hat smirked and strategized a way to get Flug into more pain. He moved his right hand over to yellow, the next desired spot. Flug’s let leg was now wrapped with Black Hat’s right hand, his other leg literally pinned beneath Black Hat lower regions and legs while his arms were the only free limbs.
As he moved to green with his right foot, he felt Flug flinch beneath him. “S-Sir....” Flug groaned, his body heat becoming intoxicating for Black Hat.
Demencia let out a huff of annoyance as she plopped over off the mat. She stalked off to her room, grumbling about losing and hating the game.
Flug swore up and down internally that he could feel something.. weird... pressed against his thigh and backside. He felt it wiggle against him and freaked, plopping to the matt with a yelp.
Black Hat smirked and stood tall, “I win.”
CAN WE MAKE THIS REALITY I WANT MY BOY TO BE HAPPY
SORRY FOR ALL THE VILLAINOUS SPAM;;
FORGOT TO POST THIS
Make me stop
Speaking of BH and food : he probably eats KitKats incorrectly 'cause he's evil Submitted By @hishap
(I hate how right you are oh my god)