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Dr. Blakk’s citadel was never a place one would describe as a peaceful environment. But in recent days it has been, to put it bluntly, worse than ever. But that is just what happens when half of your workforce is replaced with darkbane in the span of a few days. A bunch of demons who have been sealed away for hundreds if not thousands of years working at a tech company? What could possibly go wrong!
As it turns out, a LOT of things can go wrong and Blakk ends up having to deal with most of it. Sure he’s used to dealing with idiotic employees but now he’s dealing with creatures with the strength of a beast, and the curiosity of a toddler. For Blakk every day has gone from “LODE! Take the fork out before you microwave that macaroni” or “NACHO YOU CAN’T PUNCH PEOPLE FOR LAUGHING AT YOUR NAME!” to “no you CANNOT chew through the pipes, that will cause a DARK WATER GAS LEAK” or “no i am NOT explaining how humans reproduce to you please stop asking me that” and it’s exhausting. If only someone could help him with that…
After another grueling day of managing the darkbane, Blakk wanders into an emptier area in the citadel, that being the dormitories which are now significantly quieter. C.C, John Bull, and the duo of Locke and Lode all left after failing to break him out of Stalagmite 17 and to be fair, Blakk could not blame them for that. But he could certainly use the help when it came to explaining how things in the 99 caverns work.
Blakk’s train of thought is suddenly broken when a familiar, fruity voice calls out to him from the doorway of one of the rooms. The voice of that skull-faced freak… HIS skull-faced freak.
“What’s the matter? Do those monstrous new recruits have you worked up again Dr. Blakk?”
Blakk immediately turns to face the source of the comment and finds Mr. Saturday standing in the open doorway of his room, the purple light spilling past Saturday and into the hallway. Blakk lets out a long sigh before responding.
“They are idiots… Nacho is barely helping and Maurice is too busy working out the finishing touches of the terraportal drill. At this rate I might just send them back to where they came from before the shadow clan make any moves”
Saturday leans against the doorframe. He can’t exactly criticize Nacho for not helping when he hasn’t lifted a finger ever since getting broken out of Stalagmite 17 along with Blakk. Saturday couldn’t say he was surprised when the dark forces taking Blakk out came for him too. One of the benefits of dating a man like Blakk is no matter what, he will always find you, always come back for you, even if you might not want him to.
After checking if the coast is clear and the two of them are alone, Saturday confidently walks over to his boyfriend/totally NOT boss and cups his cheek with his hand. Blakk has been VERY clear that nobody can know they are together. Not yet at least.
“I understand. Working with minions that don’t follow your every command can be a pain in the rear. You know… My cryptogriff is getting their teeth cleaned right now… Would you like to talk with Mr. Saturday about it… just the two of us?”
Blakk eagerly takes him up on his offer but there is still a problem, where do they go? Either of their rooms would be too suspicious and risk someone seeing them walk out, Blakk’s office has constant visitors, the bathrooms… no just no. But then Blakk gets a spark of genius. Why didn’t he think of it sooner! If they go to the garage and hide in the back seat of one of the titan tanks nobody will suspect a thing, it’s foolproof!
He briefly takes Saturday’s hand to make sure he follows along but lets go shortly after. Blakk doesn’t want to know what would happen if the darkbane knew they were together, that he was distracted from their main goal by something, because when something gets in the way of the darkbane and their freedom, they destroy it.
Blakk continues leading Saturday to the garage without arousing much suspicion. Too caught up in his own thoughts of how to get rid of the Shane Gang for good and what to do with Saturday once he finally rules the 99 to notice Nacho watching the two of them walk in together and Saturday waving at him enthusiastically.
The hatch on the roof of the Titan tank is opened and at last the two of them can be alone. No judgemental ghouls and no pesky questions from the darkbane. Saturday enters first, taking his place on the left hand side of the vehicle’s back seat while Blakk places himself in the middle like he’s never heard of the term personal space before practically forcing Saturday to press himself against the wall as the roof hatch closes above them.
For a moment the two of them are silent and unmoving. Unsure of who should initiate the conversation first. Saturday has been with Blakk long enough to know that he usually prefers his personal space during their talks and considering their current position, has a very clear idea of where this is going. Still, Saturday decides he should start their discussion.
“So i-”
Saturday is cut off immediately as Blakk quickly closes the gap between them. He pauses briefly right in front of Saturday before connecting their lips, just to make sure he’s fine with the direction this is taking. The two of them stay like that for a while and everything seems fine, until Saturday abruptly pushes him off.
Blakk can already tell something is wrong, Saturday is never the type to pull away THAT early. Neither of them even used any tongue! Blakk begins to worry that he might have done something wrong and hurt his lover or worse, Saturday wanted to be alone to break up. That is until he realized that Saturday seems to be staring at the ceiling where the hatch is and not at him and- oh… THAT’S what’s wrong. It seems like they weren’t as stealthy as Blakk had thought as looking up their view of the garage ceiling is obscured. By Nacho. Fortunately someone who already knows about what the two of them have been up to behind the backs of everyone else and frankly doesn’t care.
“One of the darkbane soldiers is trying to figure out how the kitchen sink can summon water. I think he’s about to break something”
Blakk sighs loudly as he realizes his break time with his boyfriend is officially over. It’s time to return to the grind and finish what he started all those years ago. Seeing Saturday is visibly disappointed he gives him a smooch on the cheek before he leaves. Promising to spend more time together later as he dreads the mess that he is about to walk into.