The Human of Mystery [HelluvaBoss: Y/N Male Hellhound reader x Loona]

S3 ep. 4 Queen Bee! [Part 1]

A/N: Party time!

Onto the story!

[Beep Beep Beep]

Y/N: Nghhhhhhh...

[Beep Beep Beep]

Y/N:...Fuck!

???: Wake up!!

You shoot your eyes open in a flash as you realize your surroundings weren't right, everything is upside down. 

Y/N: What da fu-

You started looking around till you finally came face to face to a pair of tree trunk legs, you slowly looked down, in this case looking down was looking up as you see your dad holding you up by the ankle. You swung out of his grip using your free leg as you propelled yourself using your hands onto your feet.

F/N: Not bad son...natural learner!

You realigned yourself standing straight up as you tiredly looked at your dad. You kinda weren't in the mood so you choose to cut to the chase and ask him what's he here for. 

Y/N: What do you want pops?

F/N: Came here to congratulate you son!

Y/N: (questioning look)...On what?

F/N: Getting together with the lil hound of yours heh heh hehhh!

You start walking up to your dad as you cross grabbed his shirt from both sides of the neck collar yanking him down to your level. You then with a furious look asked him this.

Y/N: (serious unhappy tone) You stalking me now???!

F/N: Nah son, I simply overwatch!

F/N: Besides, I am yo pops and I need to make sure my son is doing well and ok!

Y/N: "Well and ok", you say, right...right, so I guess that covers the cannonball gut punch and that effortless knockout you did to me, right??

F/N: Ooh stop being a smartass! 

Y/N: (annoyed now) Seriously pops, what do you want?

F/N: Ok, I'll just get right to the point then!

F/N: This will be our last friendly conversation before the next time we meet!!

Y/N: Are you saying the next time we meet the real fight is on???!!!

Your father nodded as you saw his eyes begin to darken red, his teeth sharpen, and his deep red royal hue kick off.

F/N: (Demonic) I CAN'T WAIT!!!!

Your endorphins kicked in as you started flaring your red hue, your hound eyes charging red, and your k9's sharpening. The tension is high between you two as your father soon calms his excitement down, leaving you still in yours. Your father then walks over and pats you on the head saying this.

F/N: Good job son!

Not taking his appreciation of you as genuine but more like a taunt, your eyes glow more red as you growled baring your teeth. Your father sees this and smiles knowing what's next to come. In a quick shot you shoot back pivoting your right standing foot as you then swung your full left leg right up into the left side of his face. You then stood your ground pissed off at him thinking he sees you as a joke.

Y/N: (very angry tone) Quit fucking with me old man!!!

Your father rubs the side of his face as he smugly looked up at you spitting out a bit of black blood as he says this. 

F/N: Not bad son, ya don't kick like a little bitch!

That got your blood boiling, hearing your own dad call you a bitch. If you really look at it he wasn't calling you a bitch directly, he was just telling you your kick was strong and on point versus others who've kicked him with weak kicks. But your still a stubborn blockhead so yeah!