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"Flug! Pack about a few days worth of clothes and be ready to leave in half an hour!"
Black Hat simply barged into the scientist's lab and proclaimed this, throwing a suitcase as well before Flug even had a moment to register the sudden entrance. The suitcase hit Flug in the gut, pushing him over onto the floor and sending the papers he was working on fluttering into the air.
"Oof! W-wait what? Where am I going?" Black Hat sighs and rolls his eyes, as if it was obvious. "Not just you, you idiot. We, are going to meet a client over in La Paz, Mexico to drop off an order and collect the payment." He turns on his heels to leave, feeling like he's explained enough.
"W-wait sir!"
Apperantly not.
He sighs and turns back around, "What is it now?"
"Well, why can't they just come retrieve it themselves? O-or have it specially mailed like most our other clients...A-also why do I need to go with you? I'm guessing that means we're leaving Dementia here alone with 505 and that..." Flug shivers a bit at the thought of what she could be free to do. Destroy the couches, blast the windows out with her loud music...touch his plane collection...
"First of all Doctor, no. Due to their current situation, that I will not go into too much detail about, it would be too risky for them to come and retrieve their order or have it delivered. As for why I'm taking you along, It's because I will most likely burn a town out of boredom if I'm by myself for too long, so I need someone to at least entertain me. I'm not taking Dementia for obvious reasons, and I'm sure as hell not taking the bear. So that leaves you. Now stop asking all your questions and pack. you've got 25 minutes now." Black Hat turns once more and leaves without another word, leaving his doctor to clean up the mess of papers and hurry off to his room and pack.
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At the very least, there was a good thing to being suddenly dragged along by your boss to a business trip you were not alerted to previously.
They had to take a plane to get there. A private plane as well.
They were sat in luxurious chairs, eating a delicious, rather expensive looking meal while waiting to arrive at their destination. Flug tried his best to eat without dirtying his bag, which he refused to fully remove while in Black Hat's presence. It made Black Hat slightly annoyed, but at the same time oddly curious.
He brushed the thought away.
Flug couldn't help but seem extremely excited. Even though he wasn't the one flying, simply being in the aircraft seemed to fill him with joy. Black Hat took notice and sighed, "Honestly Doctor, I don't understand your fascination with planes..."
Flug almost seemed offended, stopping mid-bite of his food to process what he just heard. "Oh but sir! There's so much about planes that's very interesting! For example-"
And off he goes. Into another long rant about planes. It seemed impossible to even mention something about planes without Flug going on and on about some fact that Black Hat won't retain, because in all honesty, he wasn't listening. He just stared blankly at the scientist as he rambled on passionately. He could see his mouth moving this time, which really showed how fast he was talking.
It was...kind of cute...
...What the hell was that? Did he just think of Flug as cute?
How disgusting! He hated these random thoughts he would get when simply talking or staring at Flug when he was working, or explaining something, or-
"Oh, I'm sorry sir. I-I went off on a rant again. S-sorry." He smiles awkwardly and laughs a bit, embarrassed.
Black Hat felt something in his stomach turn a bit. He started to mentally curse his decision to bring this scrawny, cute little-
.....this...was going to be a long trip...