Very hesitantly, 505 comes closer, ears folding back as he whimpers, the scent of blood finally reaching him. In the meantime, 505 stirs, the blue bear emerging from a pile of stuffed animals in the corner of the laboratory. “Flug isn't gonna like that you’re messing up his stuff.” She comments, but otherwise doesn’t step in to clean it up she isn’t about to get anywhere near Black Hat when he’s this upset. She stays on the sidelines while Black Hat clears a table, the demon knocking everything on it’s surface to the floor. I only hope our dear doctor has something for this…”ĭemencia nods along with what her boss says, following him into the basement. “Kenning got slipped some poison while I wasn’t looking… I of course took care of the perpetrator, however, I was unable to find a cure for the disease on her person. “We ran into trouble,” He says, grip tightening around his hijo without realizing it. “Oh my gosh, what happened? It looks like you bathed in a world war one trench.”īlack Hat doesn’t meet Demencia’s eyes, but he at least begins explaining the situation, all while making a beeline for the laboratory. Her eyes widen upon seeing it, a mix of excitement and fear in her eyes. She runs to catch up, her hand just barely grazing the older villain’s back, but that’s all she needs to do in order to get her palm covered in blood. “Blackie? Black Hat, what’s wrong?” The terror in Demencia’s tone is obvious. When Demencia doesn’t move right away, he shoulders past her, stomping up the stairs and into the mansion. “I need you to go back to bed, Demencia I need privacy.” Black Hat orders, refusing to explain himself just yet. “… What’s wrong with him? He fall asleep in the car?” She asks, though she seems to have already realized how uncomfortable her boss is. However, the minute she sees that Flug’s unconscious, she slows down, coming to a halt a few feet in front of Black Hat. Did she wait up for them? “You’re back!” Demencia shouts, running to the pair at top speed. The minute Black Hat gets through the gate, the front door swings open, and out runs an excited looking Demencia. Once the car door is shut and Hat-bot has driven off to park, the demon returns to carrying his son bridal style. Black Hat settles for producing two tentacles from his back, using them to hold the scientist above his head while he gets himself in order. Soon enough, Hat-bot gets them home, and Black Hat damn near rips the door off it’s hinges getting out, struggling to hold Flug and navigate around the door at the same time. Speaking of which… Black Hat tucks a stray clump of hair behind Flug’s ear, clearing the boy’s vision the older villain doesn’t his hijo to see the blood tangling his hair. It will do him no good to fret over past events he needs to stay in the present. Shaking his head, Black Hat forces the memory away. He can see it in his head, clear as day White in his arms, the paler demon sobbing his lungs out, drenched in holy water and begging Black to make the pain go away. It’s been a long, long time since Black Hat’s been in this sort of position, although the feelings were a bit different last time. Subconsciously, Black Hat’s hold tightens, a feeling of pure, unadulterated dread filling his insides, leaving the demon uncomfortable and, unnaturally enough, scared. He keeps his eyes on Flug, who’s been unconscious for a majority of the limo ride home, the boy’s chest steadily rising and falling, yet his breathing is still worryingly shallow. There’s blood all over his clothes, but Black Hat, for the life of him, cannot bring himself to care.
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