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

Chapter 15: On the hunt | O

Hey guys! Happy 4th of July! I hope this chapter wasn't too OOC but I tried to put in some shipping fuel. Also if you could read the a/n chapter it would be great!

Regular cursing could be heard coming from Slugs office. He would catch himself asking the siren to get something for him only to be reminded that there was no one there. But what was even worse was, that there was this unexplainable idea in his brain that the same siren was probably helping his „evil" doppelgaenger right now and that pissed him off to no ends.

He was not wrong though. Just as the setting sun enveloped Hat Island in dramatic scenary, Flug had mentioned , that he had to capture Demencia to put her to bed. The blueprinter had smiled slightly and offered to help with a slight stutter which made Flug very happy that the room was already tinted in bright red and orange from the sunset peaking in.
They were on the hunt. Flug was holding a Tranquilizer-shooting gun and (Y/n) a butterfly net. Ready to strike at any minute they patrolled the floor but alas, Demencia had vanished.
„You know you really don't have to do this (Y/n)...It usually takes a lot of Time and it's not very pretty"
Even Flug noticed the underlining concern laced into his voice as he spoke. Oh hell no.
Not with Demencia on the loose.
"I mean since you artist types tend to be so squeamish" he added quickly.
It was really more of a bad attempt to sound arrogant than anything but (Y/n) tensed up. It was no secret society liked to judge artists and the (h/c)ette was no exception. No small part of why she was so shy was because she feared it.
"And you science types tend to be pricks",she mumbled almost inaudibly.
But Flug heard her. It was his turn to gasp loudly. That actually hurt.
„Now you listen here young lady! That is highly disrespectful!" He pointed his finger accusingly at the smaller female.
„You don't just go around stereotyping and bullying people because you feel inferior!" The little smirk, that had appeared on (Y/n)s face as if to say „See what it feels like?", disappeared as she watched Flug go in full-on-kathartic-rant-mode.
Seemed like the good doctor had some issues to work on. Usually (Y/n) would have just clocked out internally and thought about other stuff, but as EX-fangirl and prisoner more or less at the mercy of this man she decided to listen.
From what she gathered Flug had an extreme grudge against a ,very specific, trashcan and the guys that shoved him into it.
He was about to explain what exactly he intended to do with these people, when (Y/n) noticed something swishing around in the dark.
„Uh Doc?"
„They'll see that-"
"Flug, listen I'm sorry now can we focus on the creepy thing moving in the corner?!"
As he still did not react like she had hoped, (Y/n) instinctively grabbed the doctor by his lanky shoulders.
„Flug!!"
The scientist blinked twice, as if snapping back into reality.
„I'm sorry ok? But what you did was rude too." Flug started squirming a bit, feeling highly uncomfortable under the (e/c) stern-eyed gaze. „Lets just both not do that. Now, there is a slithery thing in that dark corner. What. Are. We. Going. To. Do?"
During her little speech, Flugs Paperbag had become redder and redder. Both from embarrassment and the position they were in. Just as he was about to stutter a response, they both heard a giggle that could only stem from Demencia. Flug tensed up even more. This was exactly what he was trying to avoid! (Y/n) was in the motion of removing her hands from his arms, when suddenly Flug felt a strong push on his back, that made him loose balance and fall down, taking the confused (h/c)ette with him.
„Ugh.."
The first thing (y/n) noticed was that something seemed to be laying on top of her. It wasn't really heavy per se, but the way it was placed upon her still mildly hurt her. The second was that the „something" was the dear doctor.
(Y/n) could not help but think how cliche this was.
Flug himself was now carefully opening his eyes and the first thing he met were two dazzling, if not a bit unnerved (e/c)eyes. His goggles had turned dark, making his expression unreadable, but he could not help a blush creeping onto his bag. For a second they just stared at each other in utter shock and blushing rather darkly. Then hell broke loose.
Flug uttered stuttering apologies so fast one could not understand a single word and (y/n) was desperately trying to push him off as gently as possible.
They flailed around like this for minutes until (Y/n) finally had enough.
"FLUG! GET OFFA ME!"

After that awkwardness was over, (Y/n) and Flug had hoped to at least catch Demencia but luck was not on their side. The lizard-girl had vanished again.
"W-well look like we have to start from 0 again.." Flug mumbled.
(Y/n) swore lowly. This was getting frustrating. Then she got an idea.
"Flug..prepare the Tranquilizer." She spun her butterfly net to a defensive position. "I have a plan."
"Plan? W-what plan? I'm the one-" He didn't have the chance to go any further because suddenly (Y/n) exclaimed in a very loud, forced casual voice;
"YOU KNOW FLUG BLACK HAT ISN'T ALL THAT UG-"
"WHO THE HELL SAID THAT?" A screeching noise followed and a verrrrry angry Demencia flew onto the (h/c)ette,seemingly out of nowhere. (y/n) didn't even had the time to smirk triumphantly at Flug, before beeing tackled to the ground once more. This gave the paperbagged scientist the opportunity to shoot at demencia and successfully knocking her out.

Demencia wasn't the only one who heard (y/n) say that though. The moment he had heard his name, Black Hat crept to the floor. He arrived perfectly in time to see (Y/n) holding a butterfly net with Demencia in it. „Uggboot-worthy. That's what I was gonna say." She grinned at the glaring Lizard-girl. Black Hat grinned too. He had been angry and very worried, about getting a second demencia but this was now gone. He was delighted in fact, that this girl seemed to have a real hand at manipulating. The demon was not sure what he aprooved of more: The shocked and worried look on his scientist' face or the borderline evil giggle emitting from her.
Yes, this was a most interesting new asset.