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“GREETINGS FELLOW VILLAINS!” Black Hat proudly exclaimed. “Today I will be showing off the newest addition to my catalogue!” Flug scrambled up next to him, almost tripping over his own two feet and quickly adjusted his posture. He had a beaker in his hands filled with a bright green chemical.
“This serum will synthesizes your DNA with special DNA strands I have devised in my laboratory, completely extracted from the original cells using the different compounds of-“
A hand was shut to his mouth. “Dear doctor, please stop speaking in nerd, and speak in English.”
Flug blushed and cleared his throat. “U-um basically this will give you animalistic strength and qualities, such as agility, better eyesight, predatory senses and so on.” Black Hat’s grin grew wider as he stepped closer and grabbed the beaker out of his hands.
“And today, I will be demonstrating the effects of the potion!” He grabbed Flug’s shoulder and tightened onto a death grip. “and your absolutely positive this is going to turn me into a horrifying beast that could rip any idiotic hero into sherds, right Flug??” Flug smiled nervously and quickly nodded his head. “Y-yes sir!! Absolutely p-postively!!”
“PERFECTO!” He exclaimed pushing Flug aside, almost sending him to the floor. “Ooh! Ooh! I want to try!!” Demencia squealed behind cam-bot. “DEMENCIA! Quit your blubbering and bloody record this!!” Black Hat yelled.
“Hehehe!! Yes sir!!”
Black Hat rolled his eyes and continued with his presentation. “Now, watch and behold as I transform myself into a terrifying monster!” Flug backed away and hid inside a bullet-proof box he had in the lab, in case anything went wrong. Black Hat chugged the entire thing and stood smiling, waiting for the potion to work. And nothing happened. “Dr. Flug, how long does it take for this thing-“
He suddenly came to a halt and stared at Flug. “S-sir? Are you alright.” His boss didn’t respond he just stood there, shivering slightly. “C-CUT!!” He called out before sprinting out of the lab door and down the hallway.
Demencia and Flug stood in complete silence.
“That was weird.” Demencia chimed with a giggle.
That was very weird, Black Hat doesn’t run away from things, he fights them. Flug started to panic, he was pretty sure that he just poisoned his own boss. Flug was so dead.
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Black Hat continued to stressfully scurry down the hallway to his bedroom. He slammed the door behind him forcefully and sunk to the floor letting out a sigh. The moment he laid eyes on Flug, a unknown feeling squeezed his insides.
And whatever it was, it wanted Flug, badly.
He began to instinctively growl out of nowhere. Nothing was making him angry, it just felt natural. His words became incoherent mumbling as he tried to keep himself in a normal state of mind, but he wasn’t having much luck.
Black Hat fell to his knees and gripped his shoulders tightly, letting out short shaky breathes. He just could not stop thinking about Flug. He couldn’t stop grunting and shivering, the new arising instinct was slowly taking over his entire being. “I-I’m go-ing to ki-ll F-Flu-g for t-this!!” Hearing his scientist’s name made him only feel more pain.
He let out one more screech of agony before the potion had completely over taken him.
Everything was alert, he had to find Flug now. He hunched over and stealthily crept through the halls, in an animalistic posture.
Something inside Black Hat just needed Flug.
Something that wanted to find him.
Something that wanted to protect him.
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Flug was frantically scrambling through shelves in his laboratory. Antidoteantidoteantidote. He couldn’t remember creating one, but maybe his responsible side took over and made one. No luck. “dammit-“ he grunted in frustration.
But, if Black Hat was really that angry, wouldn’t he had ripped him to shreds by now? He hadn’t seen Black Hat for an entire hour after he ran off.
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Black Hat couldn’t even remember where he was going. All he knew was to follow Flug’s scent, but it was all over the manor. His growling grew louder in annoyance. Why didn’t Flug feel the same way and come to him? That would really make things much easier. Of course, he would call his name out, but in the mental state he was in, he couldn’t bring himself to say anything in real languages. And the thought of his name made him hungrier.
“Fflugh—ughhugh…” he managed to wheeze out before collapsing on the wall besides him. It was like he needed to support his weight on all four of his limbs. “FfLLLluuUUgGGHH!!!” He snarled. His claws extended to rip through the expense wallpaper lining the halls. He’d really become a monster now.
The scent was very strong now. He could sense Flug’s present. A runt, no a mate that was too weak to defend itself and needed to be protected by an alpha like himself. Strangely enough, this abnormal logic made complete sense to him.
Oh yes, Flug was right behind this huge rock, no door, just waiting to be claimed. He scoffed at the metal contraption. How dare this huge door keep him from his precious mate? Without hesitation he sliced right through it, throwing the whole thing to the ground, making sure it would never get in the way again.
Flug quickly turned around to face the loud CLANG! Black Hat stood on top of the broken door, staring at the floor and breathing very harshly. “M-mister B-Black Hat S-sir?” Flug whispered nervously. Black Hat twitched at Flug saying his name. That smooth angelic tone of voice was enough to make him scream.
He slowly lifted his head to look at the scientist. Flug slowly got out of his chair as Black Hat crept closer, baring his teeth in a primitive way. It didn’t look like he wanted to harm Flug though.
“Sir p-please, whatever you n-need, I’ll h-help you.” Tears were welding up in his eyes as he pressed himself against the back of the wall, Black Hat striding closer ever so slowly.
“Please don’t hurt me.”
The growling ceased, but he seemed to stare at him even harder. Before Flug could say anything, he was pinned to the ground with the demon possessively looming over him.
“S-sir!!”
A gloved hand flew to Flug’s mouth, muffling his screams. He was soon picked up and held tightly to his chest as he dashed back into the hallways. Demencia stepped out of the kitchen and was almost ran over by the demon.
She shrugged it off and continued down the halls. Weird outbursts like these happened quite frequently anyways.
Black Hat couldn’t contain the snarling and huffing noises he made while rushing Flug to his bedroom. Nothing was going to touch his Flug, and he was to make sure of it.
Flug had absolutely no clue what was happening, the only thing he could manage was to cry. Surely his boss was going to end him, I mean, he poisoned him with a potion, there’s no way Black Hat would let him off the hook for this.
To Flug surprise he was thrown onto the soft king-sized bed followed by his boss climbing on top of him. Flug tried to quiet his cries, afraid that the huge eldritch hovering inches away might rip out his vocal cords if he made another peep.
Black Hat said nothing, he simply stared at him with a look of almost, concern? That couldn’t be right. Could it?
“S-sir?” Flug choked in between sobs.
He shut his eyes to let another tear roll down his face, but fluttered them open when he felt something warm nuzzle the side of his bag. And some rumbling noises that sounded almost like, purring.
“Wh-what?”
His boss was caressing both of his cheeks through the bag and was nuzzling him and purring. Flug felt like a human furnace with the amount of blushing spread across his face.
“A-aH! Sir!? What are y-you doing!?” He cried.
Black Hat stopped and tilted his head. It was almost kinda adorable.
“Is t-this my punishment for failing that p-potion?”
More confused staring.
“Sir please, I’m so sorry!! I promise next time I’ll make sure to-“
He was promptly caught off guard when something pink and wet slid across his face.
“EUGH! What was that?!” He yelled attempting to push Black Hat off of him, and failing very badly.
His boss sent a glare at him and a low growl escaped his throat. Flug shut his mouth immediately and slung his arms to his sides. But, why was he LICKING him? Flug was completely covered in the green tinted salvia, too afraid to move, he let Black Hat continue to um, to do whatever he was doing.
The licking, nuzzling and purring went on for about five minutes or so before Demencia walked into the room, with a very disturbed expression on her face.
“Was…was this a bad time?” She asked, clearly mentally scarred. Before Flug could explain what was happening, Black Hat grabbed him by the back of his lab coat with his mouth, like how a mother cat would pick up a kitten by its scruff, and ran to the corner of the room in a feral-like manner. He sat himself down and pulled Flug into his lap with an iron grip on him. When Demencia, still very confused, slowly edged forward, Black Hat moved Flug behind him slightly, still keeping him very close.
“You a-alright Blacky?” She stuttered nervously, taking on step closer. Flug could hear the start of an aggressive growl build up inside of his boss. Flug flailed his arms in “get out if you want to see another day” manner at Demencia at an attempt to tell her to run, but Demencia couldn’t make out any of it. She took a few steps closer.
“I just want to know if you’re alri-“
“GGGRRRRRRRR…”
Jumping back instantly, Demencia ran out of the room to get away from the completely psychotic demon. Black Hat had a death grip on Flug at this point and was baring his teeth towards Demencia and snarling at her. “Sir, it’s just Demencia, she doesn’t mean any harm…” He was hushed with a nuzzle and a lick once again.
When her panicked footsteps were no longer hearable, Flug was picked up again and taken out to the living room. Black Hat dropped Flug onto the floor and snarled at 505 to leave and the poor bear scurried out immediately. Sitting down carefully he pulled Flug up to him.
Finally everything fell into place. The animalistic behavior, the potion, all of the calculations that didn’t seem to add up, well at least this would only last for a day before it wore off. I guess till then he’d have to keep watch over him and maybe study the effects of the product while he was at it. This was gonna be a long day for him.