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It was a sunny day in the human realm. Hexide squad were in the cafe, and belos was at the window. He had a plan in his mind. Kill the children and take back the boiling isles, since, he did have genocide to finish! Can't leave it undone.
He started wondering how to go about this. Kill the queers first, or the boy who hasn't had a hairstyle change in his life. Hmmm. Maybe he could do Augustus justice better than anyone. He knew how to style hair, how else would his CURSED form have such glamorous hair.
But hunter… the hair noodle was gone. He no longer looked like Caleb, he looked happy. Happiness was not what Caleb had. No Caleb abandoned him. How the fuck is that supposed to grant happiness?? All for a hot witch girl who looks like a descendant of Edalyn Clawthorne? No. Siblings were more important than love.
Hunter looked …. Too different from Caleb, like he was becoming his own person. Well he can't be. He is a clone. He must fulfil his destiny of being a clone. Why does the ugly white boy go against his uncle like this? It is never fair. Sure he put the boy through 16 years of horrendous trauma that not even someone his age could handle but, the boy should be able for it. Otherwise he would be weaker than Caleb. The double cheeked up ugly ass witch.
Unfortunately, Hunter inherited Caleb's bisexuality. Now, belos was no homophobe, but hunter was designed from a man who fell in love with a woman, not a male. It always felt wrong to belos. Like there was something else that could be done. Like, if you're bisexual just date the opposite gender anyway.
Belos had an issue with how common the LGBTQIA was in the boiling isles, and an even bigger issue with how homophobia and transphobia did not exist.
Raeda made him mad and say slurs he could not reclaim. How could someone who is non binary and someone who is a cisgender owl milf get together? He never knew.
Not too far from where belos was came a stench. A horrible horrible stench. It stank of genocide. It stank of the corpses of dead bodies. It stank of dead children. This instantly caught the attention of Emperor Belos. He turned his head to the right, and what he saw in the distance made his heart race. He blushed for the first time in 400+ years. It was gorgeous. A green, dirty, smelly, genocidal rabbit. Ears not equal In length, but nonetheless he was gorgeous. The stench only attracted belos more. He was always attracted to stinkier things, or people, or was it a furry.
As the rabbit got closer, Belos’s blush only got stronger. The stench got stronger, but Belos's nose wasn't strong enough to continue smelling it, the rabbit was about his height, perhaps taller. A dirty green, covered in exposed wires and intestines. He could see the lungs of the rabbit as he inhaled and exhaled, it was satisfying to watch as they rose, and fell, and how his stomach churned, he could see it digest. It was fascinating. But right now belos was just In his gooey form. It was a bank holiday so it was safe enough to wander.
“Green goo? The fuck is this? Customised slime?" Spoke the green stinky rabbit. Belos felt offended at that sentence. He glared at the rabbit. And watches as the rabbit's face burns with a red tint. 'So he likes me back huh?' thought belos. His heart filled with glee at the thought.
Wait. Would this make him gay? No. Friends with benefits, right? Or will he have to give up his homophobia and finally become one of the queers?
No.
No.
Never..
He cannot be one of the gays.
He hurts gay witches.
But wait. Perhaps he can be gay and homophobic!! Perfect. Absolutely perfect.
"Oh no, he's hot!" Blurted Springtrap. Belos glared at Springtrap, an eyebrow raised. Like Dwayne the Rock Johnson.
"Did you just…" Belos was speechless. Absolutely speechless. Holy shit. Peepaw had never fallen in love this whole love thing is new.
"Call you hot?"
"Y-Yeah." Belos straightened up. He had to get his stuff together.
"I meant it."