Doom Lord Stuff filled with inconsistencies and procrastination

Feverish Fluff

Doom walked with Plague and Misery. Pain had given her a smartphone out of nowhere, she said “You're stuck in the past, barely anyone uses those wall phones anymore.” She has no idea how to use it, but when she received what was called a "Text", she jumped and almost fell off her chair due to the loud notification and vibration.

When she recollected herself, she opened the message. From the "group chat". She thought. It read “Can someone keep me company? I feel sick.” From Pain. She groaned and put down her phone. It wasn't important.

Then her phone started buzzing like CRAZY, Doom knew there was a "Silent" or "Do Not Disturb" mode in her phone somewhere. She tried searching for it but accidentally tapped on the notification, it came from Plague. “I'll come. What's your address.” At the bottom, it followed with “DOOM YOU WERE ONLINE COME WITH ME” “I KNOW YOU'RE SITTING THERE IN THE MEETING ROOM FOR SOME REASON EVEN THOUGH THERE'S NO MEETING” “COME WITH ME AND HANG OUT WITH US” The other texts came from the others telling Plague to shut up.

Doom reluctantly agreed. He was right, she was in the Meeting Room doing nothing. Thinking that Plague was watching her then and there with those big pupils gave her the chills.

Back to the present, Misery tagged along. He said he wanted to "hang out", but Doom knew he wanted to get closer to Plague. Which gave her a brilliant idea to pass the time, “Hey, Misery.” “Hmm? What?” “Blink twice if you like Plague.” “Honestly, Doom, you are gruesome with your jokes.”

Plague clapped his hands together. “Ooh! That brutal.”

She asked him, “By the way, Plague. Seeing you with feathers is, off-putting.” “Well, what did you think? I'm a bird, you think I'm skinned?” She knew he had feathers. When she first met him, she saw his feathers, including his tail, which he had on him right now. But still, seeing him with those just felt... Weird and unsettling. Misery still wore his Doom Lord clothing. “What? These are comfortable, my other clothes are too tight or don't look right.”

“You still wear your doom clothing, Doom.” Plague said. “It's because I'm recognizable in them, and I guess because I've gotten used to wearing them. Now don't mention my clothing ever again.” Doom said and crossed her arms, Plague rolled his eyes and shrugged.

Minutes passed and they reached a house. “It's the address!” Plague yelled and ran to the door, Doom and Misery followed behind. Plague knocked on the door, after some time, it opened. It revealed a female wearing a simple blue sweater, she had long, black and fluffy hair. “Uh...”

“Plague, I think this is the wrong address-”
“Hey! Pain!”
“PAIN?!”
Doom was shocked, first it was Plague with feathers (and tail), now it was Pain with hair... What is going on today?

“Hello, guys. I'm-” Pain coughed. “-I'm feeling sick. Maybe I am, I probably have a cold or something, I think the first option. Well uh... Does anyone want some hot cocoa? I made some.” “Sure!” Plague answered and entered, Misery followed next.

“Hi Doom.” Pain said. “You should watch your head.” “I got it,” Doom replied and ducked her head under the door, she was too tall for the door. Pain closed the door and walked into the kitchen. Doom sat on the couch chair that was in the living room, Plague and Misery sat on it, chatting.

She asked them. “Plague and Misery, am I hallucinating? Does Pain have hair?” “Yes. Simple explanation: She removes it when she goes to your meetings.”

“Huh.”
Pain came back with hot cocoa. She gave it to Plague, “Thanks.” Next, she tried giving it to Misery. “Ouch, that's hot.” He said and almost dropped it. “Hold the handle next time.” Pain suggested. Lastly, she gave it to Doom. She took it, stared at the inside, “Looks, decent.”