The serpents den (Reader x Sir Pentious)

Chapter 5: Field test

"No, turn the phone sideways it captures a better image" he rolled his eyes but did as asked and turned the phone sideways "Alright then, in 3... 2... 1..." a dull flash was enough of an indicator to say that he had taken the photo. Hopping off the sofa you quickly walked up and looked over his shoulder to see the picture "Alright, caption it" he gave you a small glance but started typing "All dressed up and ready to go?" he asked. "That works" you replied. He had been getting far better in the few days that you had spent with him especially since you were teaching him what lingo to use instead of his little minions. Tonight, would be a little experiment, a few hours at a small little bar resting in what he referred to as neutral territory. Not only was it a good way for you to get out of the house and have a drink but it would also provide Pentious with the opportunity to see how others interacted offline. "Are you ready to head out (Y/n)?" he asked, you nodded and quickly brushed away a stray lock of hair that had fallen in front of your eye "Are you sure, we don't have to if you don't want to" now it was your turn to roll your eyes. "I'm fine, ya I got shot in a bar but that doesn't mean I'm going to get ptsd or something going to another one" you replied "I know I just want to make sure" it was hard to tell if he was genuinely concerned about you or if he didn't think he was ready, either way it was kind of cute to see him acting like that. "Look it's gonna be fine, led the way danger noodle" "I thought I told you not to call me that" he hissed. A small chuckle escaped you "I can't help it, it's cute seeing you all flustered" his scales turned the faintest shade of red as he held the door open trying to hide the blush on his face. You could see the lightbulb moment on his face as an idea hit him, within an instant he had that cocky look back on his face as you stepped outside "So, you think I'm cute?" he softly hissed as he joined you outside. The line somewhat took you by surprise, his little attempt to turn the tables and leave you flustered might have even worked had you not been a veteran shitlord. Turning around you already knew what to do "The cutest snek boi" you replied, that comeback of his falling further as you took the extra step and gently booped him where his nose should have been. A small hiss escaped him as he brushed your hand away and slithered past you, even the underside of his hood seemed to be entirely red instead of it's usual yellow and orange. "Ssss why must you be like this?" he muttered. You couldn't help but chuckle as you walked besides him setting a hand on his shoulder "Ah come on, i'm just playing. You know you love me" you replied. "... Let's just keep going" he muttered, you couldn't tell if he was just defeated or trying to hide from that remark of yours. "Don't be upset, that little trick you tried would have gotten most demons flustered" you said trying to cheer him up, it seemed to brighten him up a bit but only by a little "If it means anything, I was being honest" you replied. He rolled his eyes and just smiled as if to say "Ya I know" in his own silent way. Despite how hard you tried to keep a calm demeanor it was rather hard as you and Pentious moved down crowded sidewalks, it was hard not to stare at some of the forms the demons took. Some elegant, others frightening, some animalistic, some taking after an object, some large, some small, no two being similar with the amount of forms and colors moving under the star dotted sky. A few other demons glancing over at you and Pentious, some a quick glance while others seemed to watch with malicious intent. Wanting to distract yourself from their gaze you took hold of the serpents hand "So when exactly was the last time you went out bar hopping?" you asked. "Well... let's just say it's been a while" he replied "I'm going to interpret that as he never did" you thought silently to yourself. A new thought suddenly crossed your mind as you saw more and more shops from drugs and triple x supplies, if shit like that was easily accessible then where the bars just a mess of vodka and moonshine to cater to the alcoholics? You could handle a drink or two but if they were as extreme as the rest of hell seamed a single shot might get you black out drunk, less the new body could handle far more than your human self could. It seemed as though it was going to be a night of experimenting for you as well. Keeping his hand on yours he walked you inside the bar, loud music and a barrage of neon lights quickly making their place in your head as you walked over and sat down on one of the stools. It was a nice little place, the main bar being near the front while a mess of tables were near the small stage at the back. A strange olive dragon like demon singing his head off as his eyes kept careful watch on the small screen in front of him. It seemed like it was some sort of karaoke night. The bartender walked up, a cat like demon with bright crimson wings lined with card symbols "What'll it be?" the poor dude sounded like he couldn't be bothered to do his job and from the looks of it he seemed too tired for any bullshit. "A Fruity long island please" you figured being nice to the guy would be in your best interest especially since it was hell "And you?" he asked turning to Pentious. "I'll have the same" he replied, the cat demon grumbled something and headed back grabbing several bottles and mixing things together "Didn't take you for the type to like fufu drinks" you said. "Or did you just order it cause I was having it?" you asked "The latter my dear" he replied. The two of you mostly just sat back listening to the music till the dragon like demon hopped of stage, passing the mic to another strange figure. The eyeball like demon's head splitting in two as he took the mic and started up another unfamiliar tune. As well as the demon sang the fact that his head had to split open to reveal his mouth was really disturbing and creepy, you turned your eyes back to the bar and Pentious. "So, then this giving you any ideas?" you asked "Well... not really, everyone just seems to be doing their own thing" he replied. "Exactly" you watched as the bartender quickly walked up and set your drinks down by you, taking hold of yours you took a small sip and set it back down "Everyone has their own style and flow, when you try to force yourself to mimic a generation or a persons style it comes off as cringy or a desperate cry to fit in. You need to make your own style" you explained. A red flag shot up as you watched him grab his drink and start drinking it as if it was just flavored water "Whoa" he raised an eyebrow and set his drink down "What?" he asked. No one slammed a drink like that less it was their first or if they were aiming to get drunk as fast as possible, given how he acted you could only assume it was the latter. "You don't drink do you" he seemed to look a little surprised "What gave that away? I thought I was doing everything right" he asked "The fact that you were just slamming that drink, fuckers got 3 shots in it so you don't drink it like that less you haven't a clue or if you're aiming to get drunk as fast as possible" you replied. "Oh..." you picked back up your drink and took another small sip from it "You're supposed to just sip on it for a while, you're not gonna get drunk off one but you're sure as hell gonna feel buzzed in a moment" you explained. Not wanting him to feel like too big of a fool you started drinking a bit more from yours, that faint fuzzy blur gently caressing your head as you silently caught up with him. If felt stronger than normal but then again it was hell and the body was entirely new, a few dark pink thoughts floated about within sparking faint fuchsia flames within your chest. The serpent was nice and oddly charming despite no longer being human and since you were already in hell there was really nothing to keep you from having a bit of fun with something entirely new. Such thoughts had crossed your mind late at night while you tried to sleep in that silken bed, the drink wasn't helping to keep such thoughts down. "I wonder if it could be a thing" you thought silently to yourself. The night went on being mostly uneventful, Pentious had already paid for the drinks and finished his while you were still sipping on yours and watching as a few more demons jumped on and off the stage. It seemed like it would be somewhat fun, just jumping up and singing a random song to the crowd. Just as you were about to stand up and head over there something caught your attention "Shit" turning towards Pentious he seemed both annoyed and alarmed. "Hey edgelord the fuck are you doing here?" turning around you saw what it was that made him curse, two figures were approaching. One a tall but rather lovely spider like lady, the other a shorter powerhouse sporting her torn attire and glaring with a single crimson eye. "What does it look like I'm doing?" your eyes never left hers as he stood up and rested a hand on your shoulder "Fucking around on my terf with some whore" she spat back. "Come on Cherri we're here to drink not cause shit" the spider girl just sat down and waved down the bartender not even seeming to really give a shit about her friend. "Since when was this your terf?" Pentious hissed "Since now" she replied smugly. A small growl left your throat as you stood up "Hmm? Move aside bitch, this is between me and the nerd behind you." A sharp whistle broke apart the tension as the bartender came up "If you're gonna start shit take it outside" he growled. "It's fine, we were done with our drinks anyway" you said, Pentious seemed beyond pissed off as he slithered by Cherri. With a drink in your system however there was a spur of the moment idea, one that he might find funny, leaning close you whispered it to him just as you passed by the one eyes chick "Tail smack her ass." You didn't think he'd be mad enough to actually do it but he did, his tail coiled and lashed at her like a whip earning more than a yelp from her as she was hit. From the look on her face it took her a hot second to process what just happened "You cocky son of a bitch!" she was as mad as a hornet even more so when it was more than just you and Pentious laughing as you closed the bar door. The two of you had barley moved but a few feet away when it was violently thrown open "You're fucking erased!" she screamed. She threw something towards the two of you, a small little pink ball with what looked like a tiny skull on it. You didn't realize what it was till you felt Pentious quickly pull you aside. A deafening blast left a faint ringing in your ears as the explosion went off, the night of fun now turning deadly as dust, glitter, and bits of cement clung to your party dress. A small hiss escaping him as he moved away from you and drew her attention "Well you're certainly in quite the mood, are you already drunk or is it a bloodmoon already?" he spat, you couldn't believe that he was pulling that shit now when literal bombs were being thrown at him. He moved quickly keeping away from the girl as she threw yet another one of her explosives, he had her attention and was making sure that she didn't throw a stray bomb at you. As he moved further away from you however, something caught your eye. A part of his tail was singed and bleeding, while the blood was discolored it was still recognizable as it dripped onto the sidewalk. "Get her" the voice was not your own but it seemed to resonate within your own head, fangs and claws seeming to sharpen further as you glared at the girl. She didn't even notice that you were still around, her attention was focused only on Pentious. "You're going to be splattered all across hell by the time I'm done with you" she growled "I'd like to see you try harlot" he hissed back. Her back was towards you leaving an opportunity that a dark feeling urged you to take, charging forward you had your claws ready to strike. The blast from another explosion masking footsteps as you quickly closed in. So close yet a call from the sidelines took the plot of an ambush away "Cherri behind you!" that friend of hers blowing your cover at the last moment. She turned around, another lit bomb resting in her hands. Too far to tackle, too close to back away, everything seemed to move slowly as the little red orb left her hand. A flash of red and white assaulting skin with a deafening blast as the two of you were knocked away from each other.