Defending Him (Dr.FlugXreader)

That Poor Child

I strode up to the small girl's lemonade stand, ready to follow my boss' orders. If my job got me money, and a home, I don't want to lose it.

As I stood in front of her, I bought a lemonade, because I was thirsty. Out of the corner of my eye I could see BlackHat and Dr.Flug watching me. I sighed, now or never.

"Sorry kid!" I put on a smile and kicked the leg of her table, sending the thing crashing down.

Within the few hours I spent in BlackHat's house I had become so much more kind and polite. The evil atmosphere made me feel small. But doing what I was used to, what I had done almost everyday to that guy Jerry near the park, I felt the awfulness return to my soul. I started laughing uncontrollably, and I continued to obliterate the small stand. The little girl ran inside screaming for her mommy. I grabbed the intact but empty pitcher, and smashed it on the concrete of the road. A car drove by, and the glass stuck in it's tires. It was exhilarating.

I strolled over to where BlackHat was watching with Flug, wiping my hands on my clothes confidently.

"Done!" I giggled to BlackHat matter-of-factly.

I walked past them, and re-entered the hat shaped house. Flu caught up with me as I opened the door.

"S-sir BlackHat really l-likes you now...I t-think you might get a promotion!" Flug sounded worried and excited at the same time. 

"Obviously. I doubt anyone else who works here would do that but him and me," I stated bluntly. 

"That's true," He replied. "Oh! I've been meaning to ask you, do you want to get some coffee tomorrow or something? I kinda wanted to know more abou-"

The nice feeling came back, I guess it's triggered from Flug's friendliness.

"Yeah, I'd like that!" I smiled genuinely.

"Thanks for saving my hide back in the lab," He looked happy through his goggles.

A/N Sorry for the shorter than usual chapter, there was less to this chapter than I originally thought. Watch for more uploads!