Dr. Flug slaps Black Hat.
(Based on some art I saw- forgive any spelling mistakes it’s going to be late where I am- I’m also not the best writer so please bear with me xD)
Dr. Flug’s eyes shot open at the sound of a loud crash in the hallway. Quickly getting up, the scientist grabbed his paper bag and goggles, slipping them on, as well as his gloves and his shoes. After years of practice, he could now do this quickly and even with his eyes closed, due to Black Hat waking him early in the morning every day.
The young male opened his room door and peeked out to see Black Hat throwing objects and punching the walls. Not again… It was another one of his rages. Once in a while, his boss would go into a trance and destroy everything in his path. Normally, Flug would have to lure him into the lab and lock him in there, but it was simply too far this time. He was tired and rather anxious but stepped out, calling out to the demon.
“S-Sir, please, calm down-!”
His tone was not very confident, nor loud, but it was heard. Black Hat turned to face him, eye a crimson red. He had tentacle looking limbs coming out of his back, seeming a lot more lanky than usual. The demon let out a vicious snarl and crawled to the scientist, backing him into a corner, grinning as he smelt the fear radiating off of him. Black Hat opened his mouth, green saliva dripping from his teeth as he was ready to take a big bite out of the other. Flug panicked and raised his hand, giving his boss a hard slap to the face.
Oh. Oh fuck.
Flug was filled with absolutely horror. Black Hat was still, before the tentacles slowly retreated into his back, features returning to their normal state. The gentleman straightened up and raised a hand to touch his own cheek. Flug flinched.
“Did… You just fucking slap me?”
Black Hat asked this with a hard glare, lips curling as he snarled. Flug nearly sighed in relief, and he would have, if Black Hat didn’t look like he was going to murder him still.
His boss stared at him dead in the eye for a long moment before grinning and hitting the others shoulder.
“I knew you had it in you, Dr. Flug! Let us celebrate!”
Jesus Christ, he needed a new job.