A demons corruption || a paperhat story ||

Part 11 - A genuine talk

Black Hat was sat in his office doing what he regularly did, be bored. Owning your own company wasn't all it was cracked up to be, the demon would be just sat in his office day in, day out. Nothing exciting ever happened.

[KNOCK KNOCK]

"Come in."

The door slowly opened to reveal a trembling Flug, it looked like he had been through absolute hell.

"Doctor...."

Flug looked up at Black Hat, tears pouring down and putting holes through his paper bag. The scientist then fell to his knees, his paper bag sloppily falling off his head and onto the floor as he continued to cry now much louder.

Black Hat didn't know why but he stood up and walked towards Flug, kneeling down in front of him. The demon hadn't seen the scientist's face before but now he could see it all. The doctors face was littered in scars that had clearly healed a long time ago, his left eye was fully grey as if he was blind in that one. This must be what Charles had done to him.

"What happened, Doctor?"

"Dementia, she's destroyed my lab again! I can't take it anymore sir, I'm going to go insane!"

Flug broke down crying again, and while it was a dangerous act he collapsed into Black Hat's chest and hugged him tightly like an upset child.
The demon was stunned, was Flug attacking him? What was this? Almost like Black Hat knew what this was he slowly wrapped his arms around Flug and hugged him back. The scientist's rapid breathing seemed to slow down as he melted into his boss's chest.

The two where just there sitting in the middle of the room until....

[BOOM]

Dementia burst through the now closed doors. She didn't even get a single word about before Black Hat used one of his tentacles to slam the door into her face and lock it. Even Black Hat knew that Flug needed time away from everyone and everything, he had been through enough his whole life and even the demon could agree that he had something partial to do with that on account of--never mind.

Dementia practically peeled her face off of the door before staring blankly at it.
5. 0. 5 came out of his bedroom (that he shared with Flug) rubbing his eyes, the loud slam of the door had completely woken him up from his nap. Dementia turned around to face the bear before giving him a wicked smile. Poor
5. 0. 5 had unfortunately been a victim of the Lizard Girl's reckless pranking and knew that smile only meant one thing.