"An Angel's Madness" (Heroic x Reader x Villainous)

Dr.Slug | A

„Slug! Don't be rude to our guest! She is a very nice girl!" White Hat seemed so innocent arguing with the rude Scientist. (Y/n) was standing akwardly,thinking of a way to get a photographic memory real fast,so she could capture all this and draw it later.
"Nice huh? She just seems like a useless fool to me..wimpy too" Slug,as the (h/c)ette knew from the commercials, said. (Y/n)s eye twitched. She felt like she had gone through hell and back and now this paperidiot tried to insult her.
"Heh..rich coming from a skinny beanstalk like you." She muttered passive-aggressively under her breath. Although she had on,y said it to herself,suddenly both looked at her.
WH had a little innocent smirk on his face,while Slug looked like he would have killed her if he wasn't so surprised. They had both silenced themselves,so run by a reappearing "I don't give a s***"ness (Y/n) continued.
"And by the way, Doctor, SHE has a name. It's (Y/n), infact that's Miss. (l/n) to you"
"What a beautiful name! I do hope you excuse my frien-" The white demon retaliated,but was interrupted by Doctor Slug.
"Employee!" Obviously the ungrateful twat, considered himself above WHs company.
"By my accomplices",Doctor Slug made a noise,"rudeness. He means well."
"That's it. I'm done." Without another word,the paperbagged scientist,pranced off. According to WH's facial expression,this seemed to be a loss,but everyone is entitled to their own opinion.
"Now if you would accompany me to the kitchen, we can pick out our tea!" He chirped snd practically danced forward.
(Y/n) wondered,how a demon could stay so innocent while beeing surrounded by this scientist.
„So we have Darjeeling, Earl Grey, Cammomile,a favorite of mine really does wonders to your nerves-„
„I'll take Cammomile!" (Y/n) automatically said.
She could have slapped herself,realizing how much she trusted the white-skinned stranger but now it was too late and honestly,after all of today this was the least of her problem...or so her overworked mind thought.
"You heard her 6.0.6 please bring the lady some camomile tea!" A purple bear in a destroyed maid costume came in,looking absolutely unamused,settling up the boiler.
"Meanwhile why don't you sit down?"
(Y/n) gladly took him up on the offer and nearly sunk into the comfy armchair. Her body was feeling utterly warm and the comfy atmosphere wasn't making her more awake any time soon.
"Tired dear?" the upbeat  Voice chimed.
" Sorry...I mean I guess so" she run a surprisingly cold hand through her face.
"I'm sorry to hear that. If you don't mind me saying,you've been holding onto your sketchbook for a long time,wanna me to give you a bag for it?"
"Nah a fireplace would be more appropriate."
"Oh dear why?"
The (e/c) Eyes,found themselves on the cardboard cover of the once beloved book and suddenly as if someone had pressed a switch.
"Well you know this villainous company?" She was unaware of how his eyes darkened, "Well I always thought it was just a spoof parody from the channel..not the real deal and I loved it, infact I loved it so much i drew fanart of it,I'm not a bad artist if I do say so myself, I-I thought it was all a joke..and it's actually real and I feel god awful" In hindsight,it was a miracle that 5he demon could even keep up with her.
He nodded understanding. He had watched this shorts himself and could understand why she would think it was a parody. These doppelgaengers were so incompetent they were hardly a threat.
"Quite a predicament indeed,but it would be a shame if your drawings would suffer. They have artistic value after all"
"......." (Y/n) stared gloomily on the cardboard,where she found familiar sketches of Flug and cats. Luckily it was only Flug. The innocent Scientist was the least of her conscience Problem.
"Say..would it help putting your talents to good use?" White hat started innocently enough.
" It would be nice to leave it behind.." Was her answer an agreeing one? Nobody was sure,not even (Y/n). It didn't matter anyway. White Hat had made up his mind:
„Well then you're hired!" Immidiatly the tiredness jolted out of (Y/n)s body leaving weariness and confusion behind.
„Wait what?"
„We were needing a new logo anyway!"
„I think you misunderstood: Wait what?"
„You'll start in on 11 AM tomorrow!" he beamed,too caught up in his wonderful idea to notice the future employees confusion.
„Do you actually mean.."
„You should be going now! It's going to get dark soon! And I hope to brief your new friends!" with that he twirled her around and brought the overwhelmed girl to the door.
„Mr. White Hat..please tell me you are serious! You would actually let me work here?"
„Of course! See you tomorrow!"
Bwooom. The heavy door closed infront if the girls face. For now.
Meanwhile...
„Hah! It actually works!" Black Hat cackled,while making 505 float „You actually build something functional for a change!"
„Does that mean you like it?" Flug asked shyly and with a sense of Dejavú.
„Of course you idiot!"
Flug sighed relieved. He just gave BH a reason to keep him alive for a few more days! That was more than he could wish for.
He was surprised that he actually felt back for stealing the girl's design. He thought he had stopped feeling anything towards others that weren't his co-workers. It was kinda needed for working at BH.org. And to be a villain anyway. 505 was the only one who knew of his plagiarism since,he told him anything. (Mainly because he couldn't blabber out his secrets). The Bear had given him disapproving head shakes all the way through. He was so innocent...sometimes he wondered how he was unfazed by the rudeness surrounding it.
Meanwhile...(Again)
(Y/n) was sitting with cammomile tea (which she finnally got to finish) and a good book in bed. She needed so me-time right now.
So if I got this right..Black Hat exists. ..his company exist and I am to be working at White Hat.org? As a logo-designer?
It all seemed so unbelievable. Maybe she would wake up and it was all just a wonderful dream. Speaking of sleep,she was feeling very tired again. The words of the book slipped away without notice and sure enough her thoughts became slower and drifted into the realm of sleep.
Whatever happens tommorow...a new life will begin.