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"So... how long will he stay like this?"
"About a couple days maybe."
You and Malevola looked down at what you were holding in a cardboard box.
A little bat with a ridiculously tiny red tie.
Sonar, apparently.
It's too late for this shit. It's 11:30 on a Friday, you stayed up scrolling on your phone and you didn't even have dinner. Now you had to deal with, whatever the heck this situation is.
"Is he the same? Like, will he act... like an actual bat in this form or...?"
Malevola presented her hand to the bat, it climbed on it without hesitation. She pulls it out the box. It blinks in the light of your living room, its little snout sniffing around.
It looks like a stuffed animal, you thought. Because, just look at it!
When the bat spots you, it let out a screech and jumped towards you, landing on your chest.
You dropped the box in surprise at this sudden action, but quickly moved your hands to keep the bat for falling. It let out pleased little clicks.
"Pretty sure that's the same Sonar, babes" Malevola answered with a smirk.
"Well," you looked down at the bat as it lets out more little chirps, "it's better than getting killed, and you told me it's temporary so I shouldn't be complaining"
"Think you can handle him?"
"Yeah, I think so. Thanks for letting me know, Malevola." you smiled at the tall demon lady.
"No problem," she opened a portal on your wall, and then added, "Send me a text if anything happens."
You wave goodbye as she exists your living room. The bat nuzzles further into your breasts.
Yup, definitely Victor
"A crazy wizard huh? Was it hard?"
It He looks up at you and let out another screech.
I'll assume that's a yes. You let out a sigh.
"Alright, Vic," Tiny Victor gets pulled from your chest, "let's see how you can eat"
You pick up the box, place him back inside and set it on your coffee table.
Ignoring his sounds of protest, you move away to your kitchen and rummage through your fridge until you find a small tupperware full of mice. You always kept something for him in case he ever comes over.
"I'm going to give you some mice, sounds good?" You took the high pitch squeak as a yes.
Now, evidently, you don't know how to look after a bat, you feel kinda lost honestly. You've gotten used to his Megabat form, you don't mind it.
But, this? You have no idea how to handle this.
You take one mouse and chop it up to, hopefully, more manageable pieces for your little bat, who keeps screeching in the box. It's calming to hear him, at least he's alive.
You have to admit, when Malevola knocked on your door just as you were slowly succumbing to sleep, handed you a box and, very cryptically, said Sonar was inside it, you almost had a panic attack, imagining the worst.
It must have shown on your face since she quickly explained the situation. Much to your relief, and your frustration.
"Did you really think it was a good idea to call a fucking wizard a 'nerd with a glow in the dark vibrator'?" you glance back at him.
The box was knocked over your coffee table, letting you see your Tiny Victor blinking at you.
That answers nothing.
"Gimme a minute, I'm not done yet." Just as you turn away, you hear a click followed by some flapping noise and find him chasing a bug, probably a mosquito, and eat it.
You throw the chopped up meat on a little dish and make yourself some quick cereal before walking over to the living room.
Your little bat flies around you in what seems to be excitement.
"Alright! Hold your god damn horses, come over here and eat." The bat lands on the table and proceeds to, basically, scarf down the food like it's his last meal.
"Calm down," you lightly tap your index finger in front of him to get his attention, "I don't want you to choke on it."
Tiny Victor pauses between bites, he walks over to you and hugs your hand. He's really needy tonight.
You huff. "Come on, finish eating". You place him back to his spot, despite the sad chirp he lets out.
Both of you sit in calm silence while you eat, like you always do. Normally, you would turn on the TV to have some background noise, but you think is best to leave it as is. Victor's vision can be very sensitive, you don't know how he'll react like this.
"Anyway, besides the whole turning-into-an actual-bat thing, how was your day?" It was a stupid question, since he couldn't really answer, but it's the thought that counts right?
A series of high speech squeaks is what you get as a response.
"Interesting," you nod.
Once you were done with dinner, you grabbed your clothes on your couch and began folding them. You were going to do it tomorrow but you figured you might as well get something done now that you're more awake. Tiny Victor watched you for a bit before flying to you.
He made more clicking noises at you and started to climb up your shirt. For the time being, you placed him on your shoulder.
"What is it, Vic?" You have to talk quietly since you didn't want to risk damaging his sensitive ears.
He doesn't say anything, he can't, just rubs his fluffy head into the crook of your neck. It tickles.
"When did you get so clingy, huh?" You pet him between his ears gently and he leans into it fully.
He chirps, seems pleased with himself. He kept snuggling you until finished folding.
You gathered the clothes in your arms to move them to your bedroom when Tiny Victor screeches so close to your ear that it makes you drop to them to the floor.
You're stunted, and a bit dizzy, yet you could see his ears flatten when he hopped down your shoulder. Whilst you regain your balance, you see him attempting to drag the clothes with his teeth to your room.
"Hey! Drop it! You're gonna slobber all over them!"
At your scolding, he lets them go and gives you the saddest look you saw from a bat.
You try comforting him while picking up the folded clothes.
"Look, it's cute that you're trying to help but still you're not human–" The sad squeak that came out of him was enough to stop your horrible attempt at consoling him. You slap yourself on your forehead.
"I'm sorry," you try speaking more softly, holding your hands out to him, "I didn't mean it like that. I do love you."
The bat hesitates before climbing on to your hands. You bring him closer to you.
"I love you, Victor. I don't care that you're a hybrid, I like it, actually." You whisper to him.
Tiny Victor was already looking up at you when you looked down.
"I fell in love with you. I don't want you to be anyone else but you."
You raise the bat closer to your face and place a gentle kiss on his head.
You opened your eyes and you didn't see a tiny bat in your arms.
You saw Victor, back as himself, holding you in his.
He breaks away from the hug to talk.
"Only true love's kiss could break the curse." You see him recoil at his words. "Ugh, that sounded so fucking cringe."
"Pfft yeah, corny as hell." You both pick the clothes off the floor.
"I know. I was trying to tell you but, I couldn't, obviously," he looks away trying to act nonchalant, but you could see his ears wiggling involuntary.
"So you acted all nice to me just to break the curse? That's nice." You head to your bedroom without a second glance at him.
This sends him chasing after you like a lost puppy, just how you like him. You probably shouldn't torture him too much, he had a long day.
"Victor." your voice is firm but not cruel as you tiredly flop into bed. "I'm just teasing you. Come here."
"Oh you don't want to tell me twice." He gets ready to practically jump into bed with you, but stops when you stop him.
"Not you fast," you wag your finger at him, "At least put on something else, you just came home from work. There should be a pair of pijamas for you in the drawer."
"Aw, you have it there just for me?" Now is his turn to tease you. "You gonna get me some lingerie too?"
"For goodness sake, just take off your clothes." You wrap yourself in your blanket as Victor starts to undress.
"Woah woah! Calm down! Take me out to dinner first and then we'll talk."
"Vic, I swear."
After some banter, he cleans himself up, and immediately goes to wrap himself around you.
"You really love me?" Despite his earlier teasing, he asks this nervously. Big pearl white eyes look up at you.
"Yes, unfortunately, I do love you. A lot."
Victor happily goes to kiss you, you return it with equal tenderness, feeling his smile on your lips. His fur is soft under your hand as you run your fingers through it. He leans more into it when you scratch under his chin. "I love you too."
His eyes slowly close as you keep petting him. Your mind starts to actually process what was going on as you let yourself sink into the calm of night.
True love's kiss? What kinda of corny villain was this? You chuckled tiredly at the thought of a stereotypical fairytale style wizard cursing your boyfriend with a comically large staff.
You finally doze off, lulled by the constant chirping you will never get tired of hearing.