Behind the Mask - a paperhat story

Chapter 10

Black Hat's p.o.v

I stared up at the staircase, awaiting Flug's arrival. I was more nervous than the time I- never mind, I'd rather not dwell on it. I began to pace back and forth. This could all just be a mistake, what if he changed his mind. Ugh! This is killing me! I should just give up and go to my room, just to sulk in my misery.

"Uh, j-jefecito?" I looked up and almost fell as my knees felt like collapsing. I was a blushing mess, I could tell. At the top of the stairs, Flug was standing there with a light blue almost white tuxedo. I saw something sparkling red in his arms. He stared walking down the stairs towards me.

"Should I wear this, or- ..." he took a second and showed me what he had been holding, "this?" I felt heat rise to my face and my chest started hurting. I pointed to the clothing in his hands. He nodded and I could tell he was blushing. He went into the bathroom near where we were standing to change.

Flug came out wearing a fiery red dress that sparkled with glitter. Damn was he hot in it. He looked so feminine, as if he belonged in that dress. I couldn't wipe the dumb smile I had off my face. This was much more than I could handle.

Flug came over and put his arm in mine, looking away in embarrassment. I chuckled. He even had heels to match. I was wondering where he got this all from, but honestly didn't care. I lead him out to the car that 505 would be driving. I helped him in then got in myself.

We buckled our seatbelts and I looked over at him. He looked back questioningly. I pointed to his bag but he shook his head, understanding my request. I sighed and nodded, a bit disappointed. We soon arrived and I helped Flug out of the car, saying farewell to the bear.

We were going to be eating at a romantic restaurant I had reserved for us. As 505 drove off, I pulled Flug aside. I pulled him into an alley way. I looked him over and thought for a bit. I could feel him getting uncomfortable. 'Aha!' I thought to myself as I got an idea. I snapped my fingers and admired my work. Now Flug looks like a true female.

      "U-uhh, sir?" he quickly covered his mouth, he even sounded a bit more feminine.

      I chuckled and gave him a mirror, "It complements the dress, Miss. Fortune~" he shrieked, but it stopped abruptly when I said that.

      "Why that name?" he asked.

      I thought for a moment then answered with, "because you look female and your worth more than a fortune."

      "Oh, well I guess that's ac-" I cut him off.

      "It's also what you humans call a pun," he gave me a disappointed look then started laughing.

      He put his red gloved hand in mine and we walked into the restaurant. The maître d'hôtel looked us over, then at his list. He gasped and let us in, leading us to our table. Not a word was shared, except for the people murmuring to each other. We took our seats and thanked the man, who just nodded and quickly left.

      We sat and waited, the place was pretty busy though. A few hours later, the same man returned. He was leading my heroic counterpart and some other male with a bag over his head, who reminded me of Flug. I heard Flug gasp and turned towards him. He seemed nervous.

      "Is something wrong Miss. Fortune?" I asked. I didn't want to say Flug's real name, just in case he didn't want me to.