Rehabilitation: A Skephalo Fanfic

Bonus: Oneshot

Before we get into things this is meant as a little treat to make up for me not posting recently. This chapter does give an insight into what I have planned in the story so sit back and enjoy!!!
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Skeppy sighed while walking deeper into the halls of Sam's prison, it was another "emergency" as Sam had put it. Of course with having Dream locked up and Bad also incarcerated, Sam had come to dump off Bad onto Skeppy while he focused on his maximum security prisoner. Anything involving Bad would be assigned to Skeppy, after all he did bring Bad back to the mainland and that would make him Skeppy's responsibility. Never had there been a time when Skeppy had been called in at night, maybe the mornings or afternoons when Bad was in a mood or having an episode but the darkness always soothed his demon friend into sleeping.

As Skeppy went through security he could hear wailing and animalistic shrieking, his blood didn't run cold like the others had at the sound but he made an exhausted sigh. Sam pulled him to Bad's cell block and explained something had set him off during his feeding time and how he'd been going crazy ever since. Skeppy could see Bad's dim cell as they turned the corner, Sam pulled out his trident and pulled a panel back from the wall, quickly he turned a dial and the whole cell lit up. Bad could only stumble back and cover his eyes, he was more sensitive to light after his infection. The demon made a pained hiss at the bright glow around him, both Sam and Skeppy looked on in shock as they could see deep scrapes and a shallow dent in the black obsidian wall. It was evident that Bad had been scraping his horns against the wall for whatever reason, after his milky eyes adjusted to the harsh light he charged at the bars of his cage.

"You said he started acting up during his feeding?" Skeppy asked while walking closer to the bars, as soon as he did he slowly brushed Bad's exposed claws.

Sam nodded as he stepped to Skeppy's side, he poked Bad's hands back into the cell with a glare "Correct, I left to get him more water when I heard him start his tantrum"

Skeppy looked on as Bad returned to his rampage, it was scary to see how easily Bad could tear away at the inky obsidian coating his cell. Something did seem wrong though as he watched Bad rip up his bed and keep screaming, Sam obviously had no idea what was going on as his expression was a mix of confusion and annoyance. Skeppy turned to Sam and shook his head, he had a theory but he didn't know how well it would go over, both for Sam and for Bad.

"I have an idea but I need to be in there with him" Skeppy said while starting to pull of his blue sweater, Sam gave him a glance of distaste.

In Sam's head he figured Bad would turn Skeppy into a red stain for him to clean up after but at the same time he could only invest so much time into Bad's melt down. He sighed while going back to the panel and messing with a keypad. With a loud buzz a small hatched opened on the side of Bad's cell, Sam kept pressing more commands into the panel as Bad tore apart his room. He was grateful Dream never did these types of things.

Sam went to the hatch and lifted it up for Skeppy, it was mostly used as a way for Sam to leave Bad food but for now it was Skeppy's way in. The smaller crawled into the tunnel and hummed, it led into Bad's cell easily and from the look of it the other end of the feeder had a hatch. He made a mental note as Sam watched, that could be used as a hiding spot or escape if Bad got too aggressive.

"I'll be down the hall and checking in on Dream again, if he gets too violent crawl back into the vent" Sam said as he closed the panel "it's too small for Bad to get his head in but long enough so his claws won't reach you if you crawl in fast enough"

Skeppy nodded as he stared into the end of the tunnel, he knew he'd have to spend the night with Bad now considering it was late when Sam called him in. He yawned while scrambling down the shaft and closer to the demon.

"When you get a chance can you bring me a pillow and a blanket, if Bad doesn't snap me in half I plan to sleep in here" Skeppy said while pushing against the other hatch.

The warden nodded "I'll bring you some after I check in on you know who"

Now it was time for the hard part.

Skeppy had quietly crept out of the feeder and into Bad's domain. At the moment the demon seemed to be busy clawing away at the plush remnants of his former bed. Skeppy cleared his throat and watched in awe as Bad picked up and threw the broken bed frame into the bars, he glared at Skeppy and made a snarl. The frame of the bed crumbled on impact as Skeppy stepped closer, he was trembling sure but he knew Bad was more worked up than him about something. Bad had stalked closer while eyeing Skeppy over and sizing him up, he lowered himself and flicked his tail. Skeppy could put together quickly that Bad saw him as prey or something along those lines, he stopped and looked at Bad's hands, more like talons. While trying to notprovoke Bad or make himself look more enticing he stepped closer to him, Skeppy then gently pulled a set of claws into his palms and lovingly rubbed circles into them with his free hand.

Bad looked down and basically froze on the spot, this touch fulfilled the hunger Sam's meal plan couldn't. The way Skeppy's warm fingers brushed against his worn claws made a purr bubble from his chest, Bad didn't even notice he was slinking down and sitting on the obsidian floor. As time past Skeppy moved on to reaching for Bad's horns, a thick set of netherite rings settled at the base where his skull connected to the smooth rack. Bad leaned down and softened as Skeppy ran his hands up and down, he was now bent over and kneeling while he let out a strained breath. Bad needed comfort more than anything, it was something Skeppy often though and talked with Puffy about and tonight proved his point. The two stayed there as with every touch Bad shifted to lay against the floor while Skeppy sat there petting him. It was in a cycle, claws, horns, and wings but by then Bad was half asleep. Even the blinding lights above them couldn't beat the power of Skeppy's affection.

It was about two hours later when Sam returned with a stack of blankets and a pillow when he found Bad snoring in his cell and Skeppy cradled in his arms. Skeppy made a hush while Sam put the sheets into the hatch, he didn't need them now as he had Bad's leathery wings wrapped around him and Bad's chest to rest his head on. Bad's breathing had steadied as Skeppy pointed to the panel, he couldn't fall sleep with the lights on like Bad did. Sam walked to the panel and opened it back up, over head the lights faded into a comfortable darkness. He walked back to the bars as Skeppy shifted a little before looking back to Sam.

"You can get me after breakfast so I can make sure he is okay" Skeppy whispered as Sam sighed.

"Scream if you need me but also no funny business" Sam said gruffly as Skeppy closed his eyes, a soft hum of agreement gave Sam some reassurance. He sighed and stared to walk back down the hall to go back to his post.

Skeppy turned over and snuck a kiss under Bad's jaw, it was the closest he could reach as he shifted back into his spot.

"Goodnight Bad.." he yawned and cuddled in "I love you..."