Domestic ❧ Skephalo AU

Chapter 22.) A Taste of Normality

A/N: I was too busy planning new fanfics that I lowkey forgot to update this one AHAH-

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"Sapnap, get down from there!"

"You know I don't like barkers and you still brought me here! You're twisted!"

Skeppy watched as the two demons bickered back and forth. It was entertaining from an outsider's perspective, but to Skeppy, it was deeply concerning to see Sapnap clinging onto a tree for dear life while Bad motioned for him to come down.

"This was Sgeppy's idea, what do you mean?!"

With a sheepish smile plastered to his face, Skeppy looked away and twiddled his thumbs, trying and failing to play oblivious to Sapnap's soul-crushing glare.

"I didn't know he was scared of dogs," Skeppy admitted and glanced in Bad's direction, who simply sighed and shook his head.

"It's not your fault, Geppy. I should have mentioned his phobia sooner."

"I am not scared of dogs! They're just... ugly. They have ugly teeth."

"He doesn't like dogs because he got bit by a hellhound once," Bad explained whilst ignoring the angered shrieks from the demon above him. "Hellhound bites hurt for days on end, sometimes weeks if it really doesn't like you."

"It's alright, Sapnap. Not everyone can get bitches," Skeppy laughed in hopes of calming the Fire Spitter.

"I get hella bitches!" Sapnap fired back.

"Language! We're in public!" Bad hissed at the both of them, but neither of them bothered to look around.

Skeppy had the brilliant idea to have a picnic at the park, and since Bad practically agreed with everything Skeppy said, the only difficult part was convincing Sapnap to stop hiding from under the bed. It took about an hour of bribery and, eventually, the trio managed to get out of the door without tearing each other to shreds.

Currently, they were at the park, though they had to make a quick detour since Sapnap bolted in the opposite direction when a random dog approached them.

"I'm not getting down, dad! Did you even look at that thing? It probably had rib babies!"

"You- you mean rabies?" Skeppy choked back a laugh.

"Don't laugh at me, you look like a roach," Sapnap growled and turned his head to bury his face in his arm.

"Hey! Skeppy is not a roach, and even if he was, he'd be the most beautiful roach in the entire world," Bad huffed and shoved the basket of food into Skeppy's arms.

"So you'd love me if I was a roach, but not a jellyfish?" Skeppy scoffed in response. Bad leered at him.

"Jellyfishes are criminals. They're a menace to society and should be eradicated."

"They didn't even do anything to you!"

With a small groan rippling through his vocal cords, Sapnap rapped his skull on the tree and grumbled, "Watching you boomers flirt was not part of the deal."

"We aren't flirting!" Skeppy grunted, to which Bad nodded in agreement.

"Kissy kissy mwah mwah, my name is Sguppy and I have the big gay for DARRYL!"

"Okay, first of all, don't use my first name. It's... weird," said Bad, but Skeppy quickly interjected with a small pout.

"It's not weird. I love your name."