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Flug was working on his project like any other time in the silence of his lab, well mostly silent.. 5.0.5 would often fall asleep next to Flug as he worked and he would snore. He didn't mind it, he enjoyed having 5.0.5 around, he was like a big cat. Though he didn't purr like one--- but he did relive stress for Flug so that's all that really mattered.
But like any other time the silence had to be ruined by the rampaging of Flugs boss; BlackHat. Now you see, BlackHat was indeed evil and crazy and he did scare Flug, but in all honesty the guy was all bark and no bite. The worst he could possibly do to Flug is yell at him and once a while grab him by his collar while yelling.
Flug could hear the click clack of his shoes stomping their way to his office. He spun around his chair and quietly waited. They was no use to panic. It wasn't going to stop what ever scolding was ahead.
BlackHat forcefully opened the door "FLUG! WHAT IS GOING ON, YOU AND THE DUMB BEAR DIDN'T SHOW UP TO LUNCH. I GET IT YOU DON'T 'ENJOY' MY COOKING BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO SUCK IT UP!!"
Flug looked to the clock, was it really lunch time already? He looked over to 5.0.5 and gave him a little nudge. "Hey big guy, lunch is ready, wanna come down." The bear lifted his head a bit and cooed then lowered it once again. Flug chuckled "I'll bring something back up for you later.." He gave him a loving pat and left with BlackHat
"I swear, you all are ungrateful pricks..." BlackHat murmured. He looked over to Flug as he walked beside him. The lack of emotion that was present was unnerving. For ONCE you would like to see what Flugs facial expression had to offer. Sure he heard the fear in his voice ALL the time, but he never knew what fear he had in his eyes.
BlackHat scoffed "You know, it's pretty pathetic your own BOSS doesn't know what you look like." Flug clasped his hands together. He didn't know what to say. He actually didn't want BlackHat to know what hid under his bag.. It was terrifying for him to even think about..
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They reached the dinning room where Dementia was already seated. Believe it or not she didn't even touch her food yet, by the looks of it BlackHat didn't either.. Were they really waiting for him to even start eating?
Flug shrugged off the thought as he sat down. This was pretty much tradition wasn't it? Everyday they actually did eat with eachother. They would actually take turn on cooking and as you may have guessed, it was BlackHats turn. And in full honesty, he wasn't that bad of a cook. Yeah he would cook with weird things that would sometimes get everyone sick, but I suppose that's because he wasn't sure what humans along with bears could and could not eat.
Flug looked up from his plate and saw BlackHat starring at him in the silence. He was tapping his fingers on the table, he was focusing parasitically on his face. Flug was getting nervous. 'God I hope he's not still thinking about the bag thing... I didn't really give him a response or a come back so..' Flug thought. He decided to get going before suspicion raised. He fidgeted with his napkin which laid on his lap. "M-may I be excused?? I have a um.. Invention to work on and stuff so--" BlackHat only squinted at the request and sat up straight. He patted his mouth with his velvet napkin and tucked it back into his vest pocket. "Yes you may. I will come along with you."
Crap. Flug wanted to leave so he could get AWAY from BlackHat, now he's just following him. This wasn't gonna end well. Dementia looked up from her plate. She actually has been done for a while. Flugs guess was that she was waiting for BlackHat to be done as well, she liked watching him eat for--- some reason? "I'll come too!!!" She pushed his chair out. BlackHat hissed "NO YOU CAN GO MESS AROUND SOMEWHERE ELSE." Dementia recoiled back. Poor girl. Flug decided this was a good opportunity. Maybe if Dementia was around BlackHat would rethink whatever he was thinking about doing. "I-I don't mind if she comes!" BlackHat looked disgusted, in fact he almost looked--- upset? "Why do you want HER to come?? I'm the one who wants to spend time with you, not her." BlackHat crossed his arms and tapped his foot.
Is that really how he was going to phrase that? Flug knew he only wanted to be alone with him so he could bug him about his bag. It was on his mind and he has a one tract mind. Once he thinks of something he doesn't let it go. But he knew arguing would only make his grave deeper. So he just offered a shrug. "I-I dunno... She might get lonley with everyone in one room but for her." BlackHat rolled his eyes. "Just get 5.0.5 to spend time with her. I need to talk to you ALONE anyways." Yup.. Just what Flug was expecting..
Flug did as he was told and got 5.0.5 and he cheerfully went to hang out with the girl. BlackHat welcomed himself into Flugs office. Here we go...
"Flug, I want to know what is under that stupid bag! I just-- wanna know if you're human or???" Flug put his hand over his bag and squeezed where the bridge of his nose would be. "Sir I can confirm for you, I am 100% human!" Blackhat stomped his foot on the ground and stiffly flung his hands to his side. He looked like he was throwing a fit. "BUT I WANT TO SEE IT WITH MY OWN EYES FLUG. COME ON, I KNOW YOU'RE PROBABLY UGLY BUT???? JUST LET ME HAVE A LITTLE PEEK-SIE??"
Flug shook his head. But then he thought of something. He knew BlackHat had many many hats on and would never take them all off at once.. Or at least he thought.. So he came up with a conclusion to his problem.
"Alrighty BlackHat.. I'll let you see under my bag-- IF you take off ALL of your hats." BlackHat froze. He shook his head intensely as if shaking off water and threw his arms out in front of him "FLUG ARE YOU AWARE OF HOW LONG THAT WOULD TAKE???" Flug rubbed his arm. "Y-Yes sir.." BlackHat recoiled back and put his hand up to his chin, as if he was in deep thought. "Well... I guess it is only FAIR.. deal, I'll do it." He already began taking off his huge hat, Flug panicked, he didn't think he's actually do it
"W-WAIT SIR!! I-I-I CHANGE MY MIND!!! I DON'T WANT YOU TO KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE"
BlackHat could only raise an eyebrow. "Too late Flug, I'm already on my third hat, the deal stays." Flug sulked down into his spinny chair at his desk. What did he get himself into...
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(A/N)
Yet another fanfic!!
I would like to say the Flug in this fic doesn't have the same looks as the Flug in my other fic ;;o;; nor was he saved by BH like in my other one ((though that is my head cannon, it's not in this story))