I had worked all night and into the day, my illness had just gotten worse with lack or food, water, and rest but I didn't mind... well I acted like I didn't mind. I held back a sneeze as 5.0.5 came in to clean. Sure he was nice and stuff but he would fuss over me too much and if I am to get this freeze ray done... I'm going to need to be able to concentrate, Dementia is on a mission so she won't be bothering me, and Blackhat... I dunno where he is. I sat there spacing out thinking about the rays calculations, how this stupid cold won't go away, and how black Hat will kill me if I don't get this done.
I snapped out of my daze and fell out of my chair and Blackhat burst the door open. "FLUG! WHERE IS THE NEW INVENTION!?" He yelled so loudly I swear the polar bears in Antarctica could hear the noise. I lay there on my bag fear fully. "I-I-Its not ready s-sir!" I said with a whimper.
----------BLACKHAT POV----------
I glared at Flug, and than looked over to the invention. The room scented of illness but I didn't bother to care I had more important things to do. I stared at the freeze ray until I heard heavy coughing and sneezing. I than looked over to Flug raising an eyebrow.
----------FLUG POV----------
ARE YOU KIDDING ME BODY?! Why now?!!! I looked up at his face after the small fit, he was looking down at me with a raised eyebrow and a questioning looked before his voice rasped "What were those noises that just left you mouth Dr. Flug?" He asked in his gravely voice. I tied to find the words my throat burned, than I finally replied to his question "C-Coughing and sneezing sir..." but than I quickly added "B-B-But I'm fine! I must have just gotten a b-b-b-it of du-dust in my t-throat!" He lied well I didn't fell like I just ate a bunch of dust for breakfast and I realized my normally high pitched voice sounded clogged and weak.... not like I normally didn't sound weak.
----------BLACKHAT POV----------
It was clear my evil scientist was sick, but he said he could continue to work so I wasn't going to argue a small voice in the back of my head told me not to but I just shrugged it off. "Alright Dr. Flug keep working, and do not disappoint..." and with that inleft the room leave Flug to scramble up and go back to work, something in my head kept nagging at me thought leaving me to think. 'Should I really keep working him if he's ill? Can mortals handle that?'
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Sick Days (Paperhat cuz y not?)
FanfictionFlugs sleep deprived and sick of course he tries to hide it. He keeps on working as his illness get worse along with his lack of sleep.. it's an amazing mix (note the sarcasm). He just wants it to pass but he had multiple dead lines and he doesn't w...
