That Night

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This happens after 'What's Under There?’ (A slight sequel to that one-shot)

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It's 12:32pm, in the afternoon.

Dr. Flug was in his lab, as always. He was working on another invention, a device for the dark villain. His boss, the demonic eldritch. Or at least, he thought that the being, named Black Hat was a demon.

He was snapped out of his thoughts, by a loud noise.

It was that lizard girl running into there.

“Fluggy!” He heard her voice.

Flug turned his head and glanced at Dementia.

“What is it now?” he asked her.

“We should leave tonight, Flug. Be at a club or something like that.” Dementia said to him.

Flug was about to refuse that, because he was busy and had stuff to do. Also, he didn't want to get Black Hat angry at him.

But.. the more he thought about it.. It seemed like a good idea, it would be nice to get out of there for awhile.

He was silence for a few seconds, as Dementia stares at him, until he talked again.

“..ok, fine. Meet me at the front door, nine o'clock, tonight.”

Dementia's smile got bigger, at Flug actually agreeing to come with her, instead of just staying behind.

“Ok! Don't be late! Or I'm leaving without you!” she yelled out, before she left.

After she was gone, Flug let out a breath.  

Then, he worked on that device again.

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A few hours later -

It's 7:22pm, at night now.

Flug glances at his phone screen. He actually finished the device, leaving it on the desk.

He gets up and walks out. He goes into his room. He takes off his clothes, also his paperbag and goggles.

He takes a warm shower. That water feeling nice on his skin and falling down his pale, white body. He gets out after an hour of relaxing.

Flug puts on some casual clothing. He is wearing a blue, plaid shirt (that's opened, unbuttoned) with a white tank top under it and dark blue jeans. With blue converse.

He also left off his paperbag and goggles, after some hesitation to not put that stuff back on to hide what he looks like.

Flug touched his dark brown hair, his blue and hazel eyes shining from the moonlight, through the window.

The only person who's seen what he truly looked like, was Black Hat.

Flug shaked his nervousness away.

After that, he walked out of the room.

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It's 9:12pm now.

Dementia saw him walking over to her.

“Flug? That's what you look like?” she asked

Flug had forgot that Dementia hasn't seen him like this.

Although, Dementia didn't try to touch him and say that he looked 'strange’ or something like that. She was actually being nice, which was weird, but also appreciated.

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