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It is the day. The same day as last year.
And the year before that.
And the years before those years.
And the day Black Hat confessed his feelings to idiotic Flug the year before.
It is once again, Valentine’s day. It has been a full year since the whole fiasco. To say the past year wasn’t awkward, then it would be a lie. Blackhat needed to pretend that he had never been rejected by going through daily life, EXACTLY how it has been. He had to pretend that he still, which he still honestly thinks that he has a chance, will be able to ask Flug out again.
Needless to say, Black Hat had never quit on Flug.
No no.
He kept on bugging Dr.Flug about his love for the doctor, even bringing him constant gifts, and of course the constant flirting. It was a genius plan. If he kept at it, then it would finally get through that thick skull of his, right?
It has been a year now, like it was said before. No progress seemed to come up to the surface. How did he feel about it, you ask?
Black Hat was really on the verge of giving up and living in eternal alonehood, until he saw a particular video on TouYube.
“How to make Heart Origami [Valentine’s day Special]”
The lady in the video talked about how much the viewer’s partner was going to love it because it was an act of true love that EVERYONE understood. It seemed rather promising. Blackhat decided to give it a shot.
The first time absolutely sucked. It was as if someone chewed up paper, spit it out, chewed it again, and spit it back out. Blackhat got a bit irritated but he decided to try again. It was the first time after all.
He tried for the second time. It looked like the first.. He tried again. He will surely get it this time.
He tried again. Anger started growing within him.
He tried again.
And again.
AND AGAIN.
“AHHHH SON OF A-” Blackhat threw his desk out of the window and it ended up hitting an old lady outside. He smirked at her screams and laughed when multiple pedestrians ran to her aide, cursing whoever would have done the horrid crime.
An ambulance came to pick up the woman and the streets were silent again, making Blackhat rather bored. Blackhat let out an exasperated sigh and snapped his fingers, fixing his window and putting his desk back in place along with the paper mess he had just created. He sat on his seat and held his face with his hands,
“How will I show Flug how I feel when I can’t even do a simple stupid heart. What am I going to do? “ He pondered for a moment, his head resting on his hands.
I’ve already spent an hour on these stupid hearts, only for them to turn out like someone’s shit… Hmmm…
Blackhat continued to think on how to solve his issue since he did not want to waste anymore time. Then, he got the most perfect Idea.
He smirked, his grin going up to his eyes, like he thought of how to finally end the world in the most disturbing way possible. He got up from his chair and teleported to his most dangerous plan.
“5.0.5!”
The poor bear was making his own heart decorations in the living room when he got scared by the Lord’s sudden appearance smooshing this hard work. He started to weep.
“5.0.5! I have-. Shut up. I have an important task for you. It involves life or death.”
The blue bear’s eyes twinkled at the word “task” but it died when Blackhat finished his sentence. He shifted his body, uncomfortably, unsure about this task now, “rrrrr?”
Blackhat took notice and blankly stated, “..... It involves Flug.”
The bear perked up again, “bawwrooo!”
Blackhat rolled his eyes, “yeah yeah. I need you to create heart origami using this paper, and put it EVERYWHERE. That mostly includes Flug’s lab. Make sure he’s able to see it wherever he steps foot.” He handed the bear the construction paper. He counted about 109 pages prior.
5.0.5 graciously grabbed it and looked at the paper’s decoration, a bit weirded out and unsure what to do about it…
The paper had Flug’s face printed on it.
On all of them.
The bear nervously smiles, “Aru Baww… Baw?” He pointed at the paper, clearly confused.
Blackhat put his hand up to stop the bear from asking anymore questions, “Just do as you're told. I expect to see them everywhere in the next 30 minutes or less… Less is greater, “ he started to walk away when he suddenly remembered something extremely important, “OH! And, make sure Demencia does NOT touch anything.” He poofed out of sight, having the bear do what he was tasked to do.
But since Blackhat is paranoid as ever, he wanted everything to be perfect, so he decided to spy on the bear. It is what he decided to do in his room, alone, just observing on the cameras, while drinking some wine, not even remembering about the failed heart origami attempts on his desk.
The bear stopped his own decorations, and began to create the heart origami that Blackhat told him to do. Without using a youtube tutorial, he was able to make one. Then another. And then another. Fairly easy. Making it look a bit too easy, bringing Blackhat to shame. How dare.
“Heya, bear! Watcha doin, some gross cutesy stuff- o…”
Demencia walked into the living room and saw the pile of heart shaped origami that had Flug’s face printed on it.
“Uhhhh. I knew you loved Flug, but I didn’t know you were THAT obsessed with him.” She pointed at them in disgust.
The bear looked up at Dem, and tried to explain that Lord Blackhat told him to make these, “baww-”
Demencia yawned, “yeah yeah whatever. Give me some of your colored paper. I wanna try making stuff. “ Before 5.0.5 could respond, she walked over to 5.0.5’s stash, which was next to him, and grabbed a handful of pages.
“I’ll be in the corner over there because I don’t feel like being next to whaaatever you’re doing.” She pointed next to the TV and merrily walked over there. She sat down and began to make PERFECT heart origami. She also kept on writing BH <3 D on them.
Blackhat would’ve gagged per usual, but he was so fucking pissed that she was able to create those hearts like nothing. He never even knew she was into origami. Suddenly, he felt something wet running down his hand. He looked and saw that he broke the wine glass… Great…
He conjured himself a new wine class, with wine, and looked back at Demencia and saw that she already had a pile of the hearts next to her.
“Hmmm…. I love Blackhat…. but I’m bored now,” Demencia said and grabbed more paper from 5.0.5 , who had no clue since he was hanging the hearts in Flug’s lab. She then jumped back to the little corner she was in and started forming perfect crocodile origami, then dinosaurs, then elephants, and then any other animal she could think of at the top of her head.
The wine began to drip out of Black Hat’s mouth, making a puddle on his desk, “What in the literal fu-”
Knock knock……. There was a knock at his door, “Uhhh. Sir?”
Blackhat’s non-existent heart skipped a beat. Omg he’s here. Why? I didn’t give him any work to do, today was a free day.. Wait.. Is he here to visit me? Omf, everything’s a mess. I LOOK LIKE A MESS.
He snapped, erasing the puddle of wine on his desk. He then grabbed a small towelette and quickly cleaned his mouth, and straightened up his suit.
“ CoO. “ His voice cracked. He was so flabbergasted that he had to wait a minute (actually a millisecond) to process it. He quickly shook it off, cleared his throat and tried again, “ Come in. ”
The door to his office slowly opened, creaking per usual, and a small figure quietly walked in,
“Sir, I want to ask a very important question. Just one.” Flug slowly made his way to Blackhat’s desk and pulled out something heart shaped with Flug’s face plastered on it, “Why are there many of these hanging on my lab ceiling?” He pointed to the writing on the bottom, making Flug presume the culprit was Blackhat. It seemed like 5.0.5 decided to write “From: Blackhat” on them. Good job.
The Heart Origami. Black Hat insides squirmed in excitement. Maybe Flug finally realized that Blackhat was clearly flirting with him?
“If you wanted us to decorate for Valentine’s day, you could’ve just told me! Oh! Unless you wanted to keep it as a surprise, for best employee of the month.” Flug stood proudly.
Blackhat looked at Flug in disbelief but sighed, Of course. Still an idiot. But that’s a start.
“Also Sir! I never knew you could create such amazing origami!”
Blackhat pinched between his eyebrows, softly groaning in pure agony.
“Are these the first drafts?” Flug asked curiously, pointing at the pile on Blackhat’s desk. .
What drafts? I didn’t write a… WAIT.. Blackhat shot up and looked at his desk. Behold, the monstrosity of his attempts of folding the heart origami. HE FORGOT THEY WERE ON HIS DESK.
Before Flug could reach the pile of trash, bc he is curious as ever, Blackhat jumped and blocked the pile with his entire arm. Flug did a “oh!”, confused as to why his boss did such a sudden move.
“Sir?”
“You’re not allowed to touch anything on my desk.” Blackhat said, looking up at Flug. He would be lying if he said that he wasn’t blushing in embarrassment.
“Why not? Are the first drafts that bad? I mean, I’ve seen worse. But what matters is the after.” Flug put a finger up in the air, being the scientist he is.
Blackhat coughed, “I.. um…” He slowly uncovered the pile, “These are the after….”
Flug tilted his head to the side, “Hmmm??”
The eldritch groaned in frustration, “It's… they….. THESE ARE THE FINISHED PRODUCT. The bear was the one who did the origami. I told him to make them for you, because I kept on messing them up.” He angrily sat back down, with his hands on his head.
Flug looked at the pile, “oh…. Well ! These aren’t too bad. I can help you make them. I consider myself an expert heheh.”
“Hmm?” Before Blackhat can respond, Flug is already behind the desk with him and pushing the trash off the desk. He placed a ple of construction paper on the desk, where did he get it? He does not know.
“Wait wait, what are you doing?!” Blackhat yelled in shock..
Flug was too close to him. TOO CLOSE.
“I’m showing you how to properly do heart origami like you wanted me too!” Flug hopped in joy as he grabbed a sheet of paper.
Okay, Okay… Blackhat found it cute. Very cute. However, they are in his office, alone, and Flug is innocently standing a foot away from him. He thought he could handle being this close to Flug, but now while in the moment, he started to get second thoughts, “I..um… Never said…”
Flug turned his head to his boss, “it’s alright. I know how weird it feels doing it for the first time, but you’ll get better the more you do it.”
Blackhat’s face became literal green. He was so shocked at Flug’s choice of words, he had no clue what to say, “What? Que?!”
The scientist seemed to sense Blackhat’s discomfort, “Oh? Do you prefer not to do it here, in your office?”
“I…Um… No.. Uh..” He was so flustered, he couldn’t even let a proper sentence out. He mentally slapped himself.
“We can go to the living room with everyone else. They seem to be doing the same thing we are.”
“w-WHAT?”
Flug pointed at the computer/camera monitors that were still on, behind Black Hat’s desk.
“O-oh”
“They seem to be having fun. Why not join them? The more, the merrier!” The excited scientist clapped his hands, still unaware of his choice of wording. Acting like a little child.
Blackhat did not want to go to the living room, since he did want some alone time with Flug. HOWEVER. THIS GUY HAS NO CLUE WHAT PERSONAL SPACE IS. Very glad you decided to stand RIGHT next to me, but you’re making me feel certain things and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to control them.
He cleared his throat, “Yeah… Let’s head to the living room… There’s mO- MORE room anyways.” He moved away from his desk and waited by the door for the oblivious excited scientist to walk over after grabbing the construction paper.
Flug jumped in the air, “Ooh! This is going to be so much fun! I’ll be able to teach you the :sparkes: Science :sparkes: behind origami. Haha!” He bumped onto Blackhat’s side but didn’t seem to notice.
Of course the almighty eldritch noticed AND felt it. He didn’t know whether to scream at him or laugh along with him. Both his evil and EVIL side were taunting him.
“Alright, Alright. We’re already heading over there.'' Flug simply nodded and stayed beside his boss. Blackhat knew that he could’ve easily just teleported his way to the living room, but despite Flug annoying the fuck out of him, he seemed to really enjoy the quality time spent. He is in love with the imbecile after all.
After what felt like a mere second, the duo arrived at the rarely used living room… It’s regularly used by Demencia. She loves TV. The state of the room? A mess. There were origami hearts and animals everywhere. They watched as Dem made a cat origami and then threw it across the room, not even caring about the mess. Even 505 made a mess but it was in a neat pile. He seemed done with all the hanged decorations since he was writing on paper..
Then, an object fell in front of Blackhat’s face and landed on his shoe. He looked down and saw one of the Flug origami fell… from the ceiling? He raised his head up to see A SHIT TON OF FLUG”S FACE HANGING OFF THE CEILING. He smirked. The bear did exactly what he asked.
“Sir! Here’s a small area to start! Very spacious.”
“Hmm?” Blackhat turned his head and saw that Flug was already on the other side of the room next to the wall. He had a page in his hands. Blackhat walked over, “Why, teacher. Tell me. What will you show me today?” He grinned.
Flug’s eyes twinkled, “Why, good student. I’ll be telling you how to create shapes with the lovely art of origami while showing you.”
BH smirked, “oh, really? Is that so?” He stood closer to Flug, but not too obnoxiously close, “ show me then. ”
“Oki Dokie!” And without warning, Flug stood exactly 0 inches away from Blackhat… He was touching his left side.
“Flug! What the literal-”
“Shush shush, Student! The teacher must be close to the student so that the student can see every single detail!” He waved his finger in front of Blackhat’s face, leaving the eldritch intrigued.
“Alright! Now watch closely! So, you do this and this and this, annnd wah lah!” Flug held the final creation in the air. Blackhat bluntly stared at it.
Okay, so Blackhat does have one eye. Sure, he wasn’t paying attention to what Flug was folding because all he was ever thinking about was how close Flug was to him, and HOW FAST THOSE HANDS WENT…
But he most definitely isn’t blind.
Flug folded an airplane.
“Uh… Flug… That… isn’t a heart.” His smirk vanished, pointing at the creation in Flug’s hand..
“Whaaaaa?”
“That… Is an airplane.”
A moment of silence.
“Oh, uh.. I knew that hehe… It was A TEST TO SEE IF yooou were paying attention, and I see that you are! So now,” he grabbed another random colored paper, “we can get to the real lesson.”
Blackhat, moving closer to the scientist, nodded his head in acknowledgment, “Alright. Go on, teacher. Show me what those hands of yours can do. ” He smirked as he placed his hands on Flug’s shoulders.
Flug can’t get too close to me, but I can!
Flug seemed unphased. He cleared his throat, “UHEM! Listen and watch, Student! For I, the great teacher, will show how to make a simple heart origami!”
He folded… an airplane, “.... eheh… For I, the great teacher, will show you how to make a simple heart origami!”
He folded another airplane, “ A simple heart origami!”
Another airplane, “Heart origami!”
Another, and another… You guessed it. Airplane.
Okay, so Blackhat has little to no fears. Nothing really scares him.
But THIS… THIS WAS SCARING HIM.
“Flug… Um… THAT isn’t how you fold a heart.” Blakhat pointed at the airplane. He was starting to get worried because how to fuck can someone mess up a heart origami that bad? Yeah, Flug loves airplanes, but he was sure that the scientist’s brain wasn’t constantly filled with them.
“Yeah, YES, I know! I can do simple heart origami!” Flug’s voice started to crack.
Blackhat raised his eyebrow, “... Are YOu sure??? Because despite me being unable to properly fold them, I KNOW the steps of making them.”
“Yeah yeah, I’m SuRe! Super easy work, eheh.. Heh…” Flug made a few more airplanes, “D-don’t worry, Sir! Lord! I’ll be able to make a heart in no time, with simple steps.. It’s just uhhh.” He made another airplane.
Blackhat slapped his own face, “Oh my fucking.. Flug! Do you need me to tell you step by step?
“I-i know how to fold heart origami. Y-You’re just pressuring meeee!.”
He made five more airplanes in 10 seconds.
Flug’s breathing became blatantly loud. Sweat began to appear on his paper bag.
Blackhat released himself from Flug at this point and stood in front of him, fuming, “OH MY FUCKING HELL, FLUG. YOU FOLD THE-”
“I KNOW HOW TO MAKE H-HEART ORIGAMII, B-BLACKHAT,” he made another airplane.
“THEN STOP MAKING AIRPLANES!”
“I-I DON’T KNOW HOW TO S-STOP, SIR.T-T-THEY JUST.”
“You stop making airplanes… WHEN YOU STOP MAKING THE AIRPLANES.”
“BUT IT’S-S LIKE MY BRAIN IS ON A-AUTOPILOT.”
“STOP WITH THESE PUNS, FLUG. LOOK AT WHAT YOU’RE DOING. LEAVING PILES AND PILES OF AIRPLANES ON THE FLOOR.”
‘I’M T-TELLING THE TRUTH, I CAN’T S-STOP MYSELF FROM MAKING AIRPLANES. I-IT’S A NEVER ENDING HELL.” He made 20 more.
“EXCUSES EXCUSES. AND THERE YOU GO AGAIN, MAKING MORE AIRPLANES. WHEN I COULD’VE JUST- oh.”
Flug was sweating, excessively. Paper airplanes surrounding the duo, after the constant struggle of making airplanes. Flug would’ve continued creating airplanes, but something made both the men stop what they were doing.
In Flug’s hand… There was a different shape. It wasn’t an airplane. It STILL wasn’t a heart…
It was a knife.
Blackhat was intrigued, confused, and annoyed, “Flug… How the fuck… Did you make a knife?” He’s about to shank this smart idiot.
Flug just stared at the knife, not understanding how he made it, “I-I don’t know, sir. I’m scared.”
Blackhat responded in a growl and grabbed the knife. He studied the knife for a bit, nodding as if he was memorized by it.
Flug: “A-at least it’s not an airplane… Heheh…”
Okay, so Blackhat isn’t stupid. Sure he made a few mistakes here and there, but today was not the case. Something urged him to do something unthinkable to both him and Flug,
Without warning, he stabbed Flug. It obviously didn’t hurt him but it was the thought that counts.
Flug had no time to respond. He was in utter shock when Blackhat suddenly hugged and stabbed him. “I.. Uhh.. Ouch.”
Blackhat stepped back, “That is what happens when you play with my black heart,,” and threw the paper knife next to Demencia. He watched as Flug fell to the ground, dramatic per usual. Was this sudden payback? Yeah, it was. That’s how Blackhat feels every single time he spilled his feelings to Flug. It felt like a stab in the gut.
The eldritch crouched to Flug’s level. The scientist was just relaxing on the floor, seemingly accepting his fate,
“Go on, without me.”
“Flug… I didn’t even stab you. If I wanted to, I would’ve done it with my talons,” he showed his right bare hand with his claws out to Flug.
Flug grumbled without moving a muscle and Blackhat playfully rolled his eyes. He held his hand out and smiled softly, “Come on… Let’s practice making heart origami together .” .
Flug finally lifted up his head and stared at Blackhat’s hands, “You… won’t stab me with a knife again… Right, Sir?” His tone, uncertain, trying to confirm future events.
Blackhat laughed and grinned mischievously. Of course he will do it again, flirting obviously, “Of course not! I’ll stab you with my claws.”
Flug did a deep sigh of relief and took Blackhat’s hand, “Okay, good. I didn’t like the.. Wait what?!” He had finally realized what Blackhat had said when he was finally standing, but before either of them could continue the conversation, there was a loud thud, and a “BAAWROOO!” A sound of pain.
Both of them turned and behold, 505 had fallen off a ladder.
While the boss and the scientist were screaming at eachother, the other two in the room felt very uncomfortable. They watched as Blackhat flapped his arms in the air in frustration and it really did seem like he was about to strangle Dr. Flug.
5.0.5 never loved seeing his dads fight, so he decided to draw the family to show it to them. He wanted to cheer everyone up and surely a happy family drawing will brighten up the mood. So, he stopped whatever he was doing and began working on his new masterpiece, tuning out the chaos behind him.
Demencia, on the other hand, watched it ALL. She was already bored from the activity she started, so she began to throw her freshly made animal origami all over the room. But nothing was boring when Lord Blackhat walks into the room. She screamed his name, but he was too busy looking at whatever fell on his head. Demencia gagged at the sight of Flug’s face touching her Blackhat but calmed down. I must wait, so this plan can work. Ohh, how I long to be in Lord Blackie’s armssss. I will be in them real soon. Hit with sudden inspiration, she began to work on a Lord Blackhat origami. For him only. She planned on giving it to him to show all the love she has for him.
The Lord and the nerd went to a corner or discussed something that sounded like they were trying to make something, but Demencia toned it out because she was working on her Blackhat’s gift..However, in just a span of a minute, things began to quickly escalate. Blackhat’s voice boomed throughout the entire house, and the walls began to shake. Neither him nor the scientist noticed ANY of it. Demencia watched in utter confusion as Flug started sobbing about the airplane origami, creating a massive pile right next to them.
Then, the hanging decorations began to fall on the ground. Dem chuckled since she didn’t even like those decorations anyways. She glanced over at 5.0.5 and he was not even paying attention. He was too busy drawing something. So, as a normal would do, Demencia grabbed one of her animal origami and started throwing it at 5.0.5. He did not flinch until one of her origami hit one of the decorations on top of him. She laughed.
5.0.5 yelped when he saw that his decoration had fallen to the ground. Mr. Blackhat won’t be pleased if he sees this. He has to hang them back up. Luckily there was a ladder nearby! 5.0.5 left all of what he was working on and climbed the ladder, not even knowing that the whole entire house was shaking. Poor bear was too focused on making everything look perfect. He wobbled multiple times but he managed to grab a hold of the ladder, balancing on top of it.
Then, all the shaking stopped. Everything was silent. Demencia glanced back at the two in the corner, and Flug made a knife…
And she watched as Blackhat stabbed Flug in the gut. A spark of joy filled Demencia that she squealed as the nerd fell to the ground. Then, Blackhat threw that same knife to her. She desperately grabbed it, admiring the art and sheer power if it was able to hurt Flug that bad. A shame there wasn’t blood on it though. She glanced up at the bear and smirked. She grabbed a yellow paper and tried to fold the exact same knife, having the bright idea of throwing it at the bear when she was done. Blackhat would definitely love the sight of seeing the stupid bear scream in agony.
All was going well until 5.0.5 screamed as he fell down the ladder, hitting the floor with a loud thump!
“WATCH IT BEAR. YOU MADE ME MESS UP! “ Demencia screeched furiously. In the corner of her eye, she saw the nerd and her Blackhat running towards the bear. He seemed truly concerned?! Her plan was ruined! Well… Maybe if I act worried then Blackhat will notice! She thought and jumped up to go help the dumb blue bear.
All three of them ran to 5.0.5’s side. It wasn’t a pretty sight… The bear was sobbing… And it made Blackhat EXTREMELY uncomfortable.
Flu hugged the bear, “Oh no! My baby. What happened? Are you alright? Are you hurt? Awww.” He rubbed 5.0.5’s hair to calm him down while the bear rubbed his tears away, whining. He pointed at the decorations and at the ceiling, quickly formulating what he was trying to do. It resulted in the scientist comforting the bear a lot more than what he was already doing.
The bear’s sobbing quieted down over sometime and everyone let out a deep sigh.
“Alright, Fives. Can you get up?” Flug asked him. He let out a sniffle and nodded, then tried to stand up but they were no use. It seemed like he hurt himself pretty badly.
“Aroo. Baw… BAWWW.” He began to cry… Again. Flug took the hint and tried to help him up but to no avail. Blackhat tried not to laugh as he watched the love of his soon to be life struggle due to his scrawny form. He also heard Demencia snicker right next to him.
The scientist let out a huge breath, “Can I get some help?” He swayed his arms towards the two.
Blackhat scrunched up his face. He refused to touch the bear, even though Flug asked him to. Only those that are worthy of my touch can have it. He crossed his arms, “No.” Demencia let out a raspberry sound.
Flug stared blankly at him, clearly calculating how he was going to ask Blackhat for help, because Demencia clearly won’t help. He knew how much Blackhat hated the bear.
Suddenly, something clicked in his head. He remembered that one thing Blackhat asked him last year. The date.
His boss seemed pretty adamant about it so he should probably accept it.
Whatever that might be.
“I’ll go on that date with you.” Flug blankly stated. In an instant, Blackhat appeared at the side of the blue bear.
Blackhat’s non-existent heart began to race as soon as Flug finished that little sentence. THE SENTENCE HE DESPERATELY WANTED TO HEAR. DID MY ATTEMPTS FINALLY WORK?! WAS THAT ALL I NEEDED TO DO?! REFUSE TO HELP HIS CREATION?!?! WAS I THAT STUPID?!
His face blushed green as he teleported to the bear’s side, not knowing the complete shock and utter horror on Demencia’s face.
Blackhat hesitated to touch the bear, who was looking at him with those huge confused looking eyes. The eldritch scrunched his face, not liking the situation he put himself in but reluctantly grabbed the bear’s side and effortlessly picked up the bear.
“ABAWRR!!” The bear thanked Lord Blackhat.
He let go of the bear, “Yeah, yeah bear. I didn’t do it for you.” Before he was able to step a foot away, 5.0.5 placed his arms around him, tightly gripping him. The bear was hugging him.
“I SAID I DIDN’T DO IT FOR YOU, DAMN IT.” Blackhat tried to remove himself from the bear’s arms but it only made it worse. The bear started to rub his face on the boss. He was very happy that Blackhat helped him! He deserved the biggest hug possible.
The other two, Demencia and Flug watched in amazement. Their boss never wanted to touch the bear unless it was something important. On top of that, he could’ve just teleported himself out, but he continued to make a scene. This was a sight to see.
“I SAID LET ME GO, OR I’LL SET YOU ON FIRE AND SEND YOU TO THE DARKEST OF VOIDS.” Blackhat continued to try releasing himself from the bear’s grasp.
He then heard a giggle in front of him. He turned and saw it was Flug. His hand was over where his mouth would be under the bag, showing how much he was trying to keep in his laughs.
Blackhat was captivated. He has never heard Flug laugh like That before.
“Sir. I thought you could teleport?”
It did take Blackhat a while to realize what Flug just told him. He froze and he felt his entire face heat up. Oh yeah… Well this is embarrassing. With one snap, he was finally out of the bear’s grasp, next to Flug.
He coughed in embarrassment, “Yeah. Uhem… I knew that.”
Flug let out a small chuckle, not hiding it, “Thank you, Sir, for helping me.” Blackhat was memorized by the chuckle and didn’t say a word as he stared into Flug’s eyes. Flug took notice and stared back.
“OH MY BLACKHAT! You were so brave for helping the poor bear! I was absolutely delighted seeing you do such the sweetest thing.” Demencia cut them off with her little dramatic performance. She clasped her hands together and then chained her’s and Blackhat’s left arm together, “When will you ever do something like that with me?” She sweetly smiled.
Blackhat’s soft gaze turned to disgust when he looked at Demencia, not liking her interruption, “Never, now let go of me, imbecile.”
“Anything for you, my love.” Demencia said in awe as she parted away from Lord Blackhat.
While they spoke, Flug looked around the room and saw that it was a mess. He also saw the decorations 5.0.5 tried putting back up, “We should help Fives put the decorations back.” He began to grab the decorations while 5.0.5 placed the ladder back up.
Blackhat shifted his attention to Flug, watching him observe and picking up the string decorations and the heart origami with his face on them.
Blackhat noted that this was going to take forever if they did everything by hand. He decided to lend a quick gesture to make things easier. He also wanted to prepare the date with Flug. He snapped his fingers and poof, everything was back in its place, even the ladder and Demencia’s part of the mess. Demencia was a bit upset of course. The cleaning duo were confused about Blackhat helping them but thought of it no-more. Flug stood straight up and then noticed a drawing on the floor.
The fallen decorations must’ve covered it. He went over to check it out. He could not comprehend what he saw.
“There, everything is picked up. Now, Flug. Come with me~. “ Blackhat’s face lit up as we walked closer to Flug. He saw a paper on the floor and rolled his eyes, How did I miss that? Ugh. He was about to burn it away but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw what was on the random paper.
“FIves? Did you draw this????” Flug pointed to the drawing. 5.0.5 happily skipped over and nodded. Flug might be an idiot but he definitely knew what those hearts meant.
“Awroo!”
Blackhat and Flug’s silence made Demencia curious as to what they were inspecting. Big mistake on her end since it was something she DID NOT want to see. She gagged. How dare it not be me and Blackhat.
There, in the drawing, was Blackhat and Flug holding hands. There were even a few hearts over them. There was also an unfinished shape next to them but Blackhat decided to ignore it.
Blackhat stared at the bear, “What is this?” He tried to keep a straight face but his whole body was vibrating. Flug could’ve sworn he heard purring.
“Abaw! Baw rooo!” The bear explained, “Baww…..”
“You didn’t finish it?” Blackhat raised his eyebrows, “It looks finished to me.”
Flug shook his head, obviously flustered, “No no, look! He was still finishing up Dem-.”
Blackhat grabbed the drawing off the floor and inspected the drawing, “No no, it’s definitely finished.” He smirked at Flug and began to laugh.
Flug wa taken aback since he has never heard Blackhat genuinely laugh like that before. Flug could’ve sworn he stopped breathing for a second, but after that second he remembered he had important priorities. Grab the drawing.
He went to grab it but Blackhat pulled it away from him. Demencia then tried to grab it from him for a whole different reason, but he held it up in the air with his arm. Of course, Blackhat being taller than them, nothing worked.
“BLACKIE !!! BURN IT!!! IT’S A MONSTROCITY TO LOOK AT.”
Flug tugged Demencia back,” No, it’s not. Your art is amazing, Fives,” He looked at 5.0.5 and the bear lit up. Flug turned his attention back to Blackhat, who was still holding the paper in the air, “No need to Burn it. Let him finish it. You’re making him cry again!”
Demencia broke out of Flug’s grip and clawed at Blackhat. He blocked her with his one free arm.
“NO! IT SHOULD BE ME ON THAT. BURN IT SO I CAN NEVER LOOK AT IT EVER AGAIN. BURN IT SO I NO LONGER KNOW OF ITS EXISTENCE! LORD BLACKHAT, GIMMIE IT SO I CAN DISPOSE OF IT FOR YOU!!! “ She reached for the drawing.
Blackhat yawned, keeping the paper up in the air, using one of his tentacles because Demencia started to jump extremely high. Despite how mediocre the drawing was, he found it… Cute… However, Demencia wanted it burned while 5.0.5 and Flug were crying and begging for it not to be destroyed.
He found Flug’s reaction rather cute, honestly. He hasn’t seen Flug react this much to something. In Blackhat’s eyes, Flug seemed to like the drawing which was why he was making such a fuss for the bear to “finish it.” He had not expected him to react like this to a mere drawing. Maybe all his hard work finally paid off. Flug did accept his date offer after all.
Blackhat finally thought of something, “ALRIGHT! I’ll burn it.”
His employees gasped, “What!”
Dem jumped in the air: “YESS!”
Flug: “NO!” He fell to his knees.
Dem: “IN YOUR FACE LOSER. LORD BLACKHAT ALWAYS DOES EVERYTHING FOR ME AND ME ONLY!!!” She ran across the room, screaming in pure joy.
5.0.5: “AROO!!!”
Blackhat rolled his eyes as he burned the drawing, “stop making such a big deal about it. Bear, you’re able to redraw it. Its ashes did cheer me up, as it was your sole purpose.”
The bear let out a sniffle and nodded.
“Alright. ANy questions? Statements? No, alright. Flug, come to my office… Now.. For the date .” He whispered that last sentence to Flug, and then just vanished. Flug gawked at the empty space where Blackhat was.
What science just happened?
“Ughhh. Why is HE telling you to head to his office? I thought him putting your face everywhere was supposed to be a scare tactic. Ugh, WHY CAN’T YOU JUST TAKE THE HINT THAT HE HATES YOU BUTTT NOOO, YOU HAD TO ACCEPT “the date” INvitatiooon that doesn’t mean anything.”
Flug side eyed Demencia, “... What?”
Demencia sighed and crossed her arms, “ughhhh. You’re not getting it?! Blackie hates you! He’s mad for you! That’s why he asked you on a date last Valentine’s day because he wanted to get you off his back and into - wait a minute.” She paused and finally realized how stupid she was. She grabbed her head, “Omg, I am stupid.”
Flug shook his head, “wait wait wait. What date? I only accepted it so I could get some help with 5.0.5. I thought he was going to tell me what the special occasion was but he just poofed away.”
Demencia snapped her neck to Flug looking at him as if he was an alien, and then it hit her, “.. Oh my fucking hell, no WONDER HE WAS RAGING ABOUT HOW STUPID YOU ARE. BECAUSE YOU ARE STUPID! THE ANSWER IS LITERALLY RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE!”
Flug raised his hands in the air, “I-I do remember ranting to me about how stupid I was, BUT I THOUGHT he was talking about his love for me, liking airplanes, as my interest.”
Demencia slapped her face, “Flug… Say that last sentence again.”
Flug raised his eyebrow, “but I thought he was talking about his love for me liking airplanes as my interest??”
Dem shook her head, “yes, but say it SlOWly.”
Flug repeated the sentence but slower, “ but I thought he was talking about his love for me-.”
Demencia stared at Flug while he tried processing what he said, “yessss???”
“So he likes me as his scientist?”
Demencia slapped him so hard, his bag flew across the room.
Blackhat poofed into his bedroom, his entire body vibrating.
Flug accepted. HE ACCEPTED.
He threw his arms in the air as he flopped onto his bed. He never knew this would ever happen to him. All he had to do was to not help that dumb bear in order for Flug to finally accept him…
Flug… Didn’t just agree for that reason… RIght?
The more he thought about it the more it seemed like that was the reason. Blackhat groaned and rubbed his face. I’m so stupid. He was getting all worked up for something that had a 90% of not being the real case.
He stared at the ceiling, with his right hand over his forehead. I could just. Ask him… Again. It will solve this mystery.
With one swift movement of his left hand, the “burned” drawing of him and Flug appeared in his hand. He smirked at the little hearts above their heads. He planned on keeping it in his desk, but he now felt like the best placement would be in his room. His room is pretty empty, so a mere drawing won’t hurt him.
He got up from his head and walked to the left side of his wall, where a dresser is. There was an already existing picture frame that had nothing inside it for decades, sitting right on top.
Perfect.
Blackhat grabbed the frame, and after struggling for quite some time, he managed to place the drawing neatly inside. He held the frame in his hands for a few seconds before placing the frame back on the dresser.
He stayed in his room, admiring the drawing for a few more minutes. Wondering if he would be able to truly have a relationship with Flug.
Flug is smart, a hard worker and loyal, but damn is he oblivious. Blackhat chuckled, “that’s what I love about him.”
He cleared his throat and made his way to his big mirror. He fixed his tie, his suit, making sure he looked presentable. Even if Flug rejects him again, he will look like a model crying in a bathtub. He shook his head, getting rid of the idea of Flug rejecting him. Flug accepted his proposal from last year afterall!
After making sure his suit looked perfect, he teleported into his office. He looked around the room and saw that Flug had not arrived yet.
Good. That gives me time to set everything up.
He conjured a table along with a maroon table sheet and two white chairs, placing them in the middle of the room. He looked at it for a while, feeling like something was missing. A light bulb went off in his head and he added a little candle in the middle of the table. Perfect! He then looked around the room and noticed how empty and bland it was.
Despite wanting to murder Flug, Demencia still wanted him around for multiple reasons. He gave the house a different home feel. Also, who would feed her and entertain her when she was bored? However, the main reason was for Blackhat. She never wants to see her Blackhat sad and that comes with sacrifices. The sacrifice being her not having a shot with Blackhat… Yet… She just has to wait and see.
Long story short, Demencia made Flug dress in whatever “fancy” clothing he had in his closet which, spoiler, wasn't any except for black skinny jeans. After calling Flug out on his terrible clothes choices, she remembered that one old white collared shirt she stole from Blackhat’s room. Blackhat rarely wears white so she didn’t see a reason not to steal it and since Flug had no fashion sense, it seemed like a great idea to give it to him. The nerd did ask where she got the shirt from, in which case she obviously had to honestly reply. Flug seemed rather uncomfortable but still put on the shirt either way.
She honestly didn’t know why she made sure Flug looked handsome. She originally thought about making him wear a clown costume that she had lying around, but she decided against it. It could just be me, reflecting myself off of Flug. Yeah, that seemed to make sense.
After a grueling 6 and a half minutes, it was time for the date or “meeting” in Flug’s eyes. Demencia tried stabbing the “it’s a date” into his head but to no avail.
They were now in the hallway that led to Blackhat’s office.
“You better not mess this up, Nerd! Even though I wish you would, so I can have a chance with Lord Blackhat .” She sighed in awe as she clasped her hands together, dreamily.
Flug raised his unnoticeable eyebrow, “He already makes accommodations for you so you certainly do.”
Demencia huffed, “I’m not the one going on a date with Blackhat right now,” and crossed her arms, giving Flug a piercing look.
“I still don’t understand this “date” - “
“Yeah yeah, because Blackhat would’ve told you about the meeting and you would’ve put it in your calendar but you don’t know what it’s about and find it weird I’m not in it and stuff blah blah blah.” She repeated what Flug had said multiple times in the past 7 minutes, then she stopped in the middle of the hallway,
“Listen, Flug. I might be a bit on the crazy and obsessive side when it comes to Blackhat, which does make me react in certain ways. But because of that, I pick up on stuff, such as patterns and how he feels by his expression, “ continued as she grabbed his shoulders,
“He has never loved anyone, not even….” she sadly said, but continued, “However, I CAN definitely tell you that Blackhat is under the guillotine for you.” Demencia let him go.
The scientist titled his head to the side, trying to comprehend what she was trying to tell him.
Dem slapped her face and took a deep breath, “How do I explain to this idiot,” she grabbed Flug by the shoulders again, “Flug, Blackhat wants to be your Co-pilot and travel the skies with you.” She let him go and stared at Flug, hoping that her very quickly thought out explanation worked.
And it did.
The sudden realization hit Flug like bricks, “he… does?”
Demencia let out a sigh of relief, “Yeah, idiot.”
“That’s why he’s been.. So.. Adamant about… Blackhat has been waiting to fly with me?” Flug looked at the floor, unsure what to do.
Dem nodded, “yeahhh. But you kinda.. Blew him off for over a year, from what he told me- Well, ranted to me about you.”
“Blew him off? But he had never told me… Wait… THAT’S WHAT HE WAS TRYING TO TELL ME LAST YEAR ON VALENTINE’S DAY?!” Flug was in utter stock, flabbergasted. He wanted to yeet himself out the window for not being able to figure out that Blackhat wanted to fly with him, “How did I not pick it up?! Then again… I didn’t have the best sleep schedule during that time. I only slept about 15 hours a week. ”
“I am so glad that you finally figured it out!” Demencia raised her arms in the air.
“That he wanted to be a Co-pilot…” Flug looked up at her and rubbed his neck.
“That you sorta finally figured it out!” She nervously smiled. She really wanted to slap him in the face again.
Flug looked around the room and at Blackhat’s big office doors that were only a few yards away, “So, um. What do I do now? I’ve… Never been in a situation like this before… Heh heh…”
Demencia laughed and wrapped her arm around Flug’s shoulders, “Don’t worry. With my years and knowledge of watching K-dramas, I definitely gotchu.”
The duo made their way to Blackhat’s office while Demencia explained to Flug about what to do. Flug nodded to every single word she said, taking in everything. He was pretty surprised at how much she knew about this topic. She can definitely be smart whenever she wanted to.
After a minute, they arrived and stood behind Blackhat’s office’s doors.
“Okay,” Demencia began as she let Flug go, “ Do everything that I told you to do. Everything I said is foolproof. If it doesn’t work, then you’re much more of an idiot than I thought.”
Despite taking Demencia’s comment into full offense, Flug nodded while shaking like a chihuahua, “Alright…”
The hybrid smiled, “Don’t worry! You got this nerd! I believe in you -100%!”
“Haha…” Flug was scared for his life now, “Okay, okay. I should probably go in now.” He turned to the door.
Demencia punched him on the shoulder, causing Flug to yelp in pain and ask why she did what she just did.
“It’s a punch of good luck! And now that I have given it to you, I’ll be off, watching and listening to every move you make because even though I’ve helped you, it does not mean I’m letting you have Blackhat all to yourself.” She smirked and gave a thumbs up, but before Flug could reply, she said,
“Anywho, see ya, Loser!”
And ran off, out of the hallway.
All Flug could do was watch her as he rubbed his shoulder. She punched him pretty hard. It will surely bruise.
He gave his attention back to the door, mentally preparing himself. He fixed his clothes a little, making sure it wasn’t crinkled. He then thought about what he would do. The advice and steps that Demencia gave him should help him for a few things, but he had to be ready for whatever happens off script. Off script as in not planned in Flug’s mind.
Okay , Okay. I got this. It’s just me, the employee, teaching Blackhat the basics of piloting. Even though he didn’t want it to be the case.
He knocked on the door, hearing Blackhat’s voice on the other side, telling him to come in.
And so, Flug did just that. He opened the door and he was greeted with a room lit with a few candles and a scent of oakwood. He walked in a bit further, taking in his surroundings. The walls and ceiling had a few heart shaped decorations, all were black and red. There was even a red curtain attached to the ceiling, most likely to surround the small round table that was in the middle of it. The table had a pretty red tablecloth with some gold squiggly decorations near the edges. Then, there were two chairs on each side of the table. They had black clothes covering them. There was a small pink candle on the table, and a few more candles spread out in the room. The best thing of all, the candles were shaped like airplanes. Flug couldn’t help but squeal alittle.
“I see you like what I set up. I didn’t know whether you would like it or not since this way, last minute.” Blackhat’s voice filled the room, “oh! And you also dressed up as well!”
Flug looked behind him, and there Blackhat was. He wasn’t wearing his regular suit. He had a red collared shirt on and black dress pants, pretty casual. The eldritch started walking towards Flug.
“Demencia made me change into something more… Formal.” Flug explained. He has never seen Blackhat in casual (?) clothing before but it still looked good on him. Flug felt a bit underdressed despite them both wearing almost the exact same thing.
Blackhat softly laughed, “Is that so? I was also planning on staying in my suit, but I began to move things around, and… Changed at the last minute. You still look great. ” He leaned closer to Flug, admiring him more. Flug didn’t lean back, which was a mistake. He could see Blackhat’s face in full detail. His skin? So clean, flawless. Flug couldn’t help but feel redness creep up on his face. Why do I feel hot?
Blackhat smiled and leaned away, “Alright then! Let’s get started, follow me to the table.” He led Flug to the table in the middle of the office and even brought out the chair for Flug. Flug was going to seat himself but since his boss was so kindly offering, he saw no need to decline, “Thank you.”
“ Not a problem~” Blackhat smirked, making his way to his chair. While Flug waited, he began to think about all of the possibilities that could happen. Such as what he would respond to specific questions that Demencia didn’t prepare him for. He was no expert in these kinds of things so of course he needed to know the exact details to a tea. He then remembered a few things that he saw in some friendship movies, about how the main character is alone but someone comes up and asks them a question. They then become friends. Maybe if I ask the first question, then I won’t feel as awkward? Yes yes!
“What do you like about planes?”