Huskerdust Oneshots

Rescue Mission

(THANK YOU SO MUCH TO @PJO-swiftea for this idea!!! Also it starts a little crazy but um... blood and gore warning for the squeamish people towards the middle, and if you hate how Val treats Angel then you'll love this one shot.)

Husk sat at the bar, drumming his fingers anxiously on the bar counter as he waited for his partner to get back to the hotel. Husk knew the spider to be late because of his work, but he never expected him to be gone for two fucking days. It was currently four-thirty in the morning and he had left a string of worried text messages and three voicemails for Angel, realizing that he probably sounded more like a compassionate Valentino, but still left them anyways. The cat was never one to bother anyone else with his problems, but when it came to his boyfriend, he was usually pretty protective.

So he went to the Charlie. Granted while she and Vaggie were still asleep, but it was Angel he was talking about. He walked up the stairs and knocked on their door.

Unlucky him it was the shorter, angrier one that opened it. "Husk? What the fuck do you want?" She snapped tiredly.

"Is Charlie there?" Husk asked, brushing off Vaggie's question.

"Yeah, what do you need?" Charlie said, yawning as she appeared behind her girlfriend. Her hair was messy and her eyes were drooping.

"Don't answer that," Vaggie snarled, clearly annoyed. "What do you want?"

"I'm worried about Angel," Husk sighed, his tail swishing back and forth from annoyance at the fallen angel.

"Oh, really? What happened? Is he alright?" Charlie suddenly seemed as worried as the winged cat.

"I don't know. He hasn't returned any of my texts or calls and you know how Valentino is, maybe something happened."

"Shit," the blonde cursed, closing the door and reappearing in a second, fully dressed and hair brushed. "Let's go get him."

Husk nodded in agreement and they both rushed out the door, dragging a sleep-deprived Vaggie with them. Charlie pulled out the car and Husk offered to drive, and although he was a safe-ish driver in his human life... but this was Angel he was going to get and it was hell, so who cares if he his a few or... twenty people. It also didn't help that they found out that Niffty creeped into the car and had screamed her tiny head off every time she saw someone and had the urge to kill them.

They finally reached the studio and Husk was already fucking pissed at that bald bastard, so despite Charlie's attempts to calm him down, he slammed the door to the tower open, hitting an employee in the face in the process and banged on the elevator button angrily.

"Um... Husk, I know you're upset, but-" Charlie tried to convince Husk to cool down, but he cut her off.

"I don't give a fuck right now! I'm going to kill that son of a bitch as soon as I see his fucking face," Husk snarled, stepping into the elevator with the rest of the hotel employees, who were very frightened by Husk's current mental state. The cat repeatedly hit the studio floor button as if it would make the doors close any faster until the elevator started moving. His ears had flattened and he tapped his finger on his arm excessively, trying to calm his nerves.

As soon as the door opened Husk took off down the hall, Charlie following close at his feet while Vaggie ran off to go chase down Niffty before she found anything um... questionable.

"Hey, come on Husk, you need to think about this rationally before you do something you regret," Charlie said, reciting her morals to the cat who had tuned it out and had slammed open another door to a random room. There was no one there so he slammed open the next door, it was empty as well, he repeated this process about ten times, once walking in on sinners having a threesome. Eventually Husk came across a locked door and shook the handle a couple times before he kicked it down despite Charlie's protests.