Asylum Paperhat (Villainous AU)

13 - No Obstacles

A couple of hours passed since Flug last saw his patients. He could only guess that it was a bit less than two hours.

He was currently in his room, for once, without his bag on. Why's that, you ask? Well, it's very simple - the undercover scientist showered not too long ago and now needed his hair to dry.

He was using his free time to think and do some other things he needed to get done, like overthinking the whole process of their escape and how it all would go - even though Black Hat said he had everything under control - and, most importantly, writing a little announcement on his site, telling all his villain customers that he will, unfortunately, take a little break from all the inventions. He knew that he was probably leaving his little secret site forever, but he decided to be smart and not tell anyone anything specific.

Oh, and also, he got some of his stuff. He didn't take any of his lab equipment, of course.

After a few long minutes of staring into the ceiling and thinking, Flug decided to finally head to Black Hat's room.

He raised his hand to the top of his head, slightly patting his own hair, making sure it was dry enough. He sat back up, folding the towel he was laying his head on and quickly leaving it in the bathroom. Then, he got his bag and put it on too, almost in a haste. He did realize he was acting quicker than usual, but he didn't mind it at all.

He smiled slightly when he realized that he finally settled on how to feel about Black Hat. It was a pleasure not being confused by your joyous feelings once in a while.

He then got the bag with all the stuff he still needed and left his personal room, walking into his work cabinet. It felt a little strange not changing into a new coat, but he couldn't care less right now. The fact of him having his usual coat would help, but his usual fears of someone smelling the chemicals is apparently buried somewhere deep in his mind for now.

He began walking to the door out of his now-old workplace, but then he heard footsteps.

They were steadily getting closer, echoing through the dead silence of the corridors.

Flug stopped, thinking. Was someone just passing by? Was someone about to knock on his door? For some reason, as the person got even closer to the door, his anxiety levels were reaching an all time high.

Then, the person stopped in front of his door, harshly turning while still having their feet on the ground, causing a loud sound of friction to interrupt the silence once again. Then, it sounded like they placed one of their feet a bit forward.

Immediately, the picture of this person in Flug's mind became clearer. He knew someone who had a habit of doing that and then crossing their arms, as if they were trying to show their despise for everyone and everything. They also liked to squint a lot.

He sighed heavily after that person cleared their throat and banged at his door loudly.

Quickly heading over to the door, he was pleased to hear the knocking stop once he opened the door to face none other than Aubrey themselves.

The person in front of Flug looks up slightly, locking their always-dissatisfied and hating state with the scientist's bored one.

"What do you need?" The male started, trying his hardest not to hiss.

"You know damn well what I need, smartie." They answer, not making anything clearer.

Yeah, that was a lot like the normal Aubrey. Never being helpful, not even in a conversation, always annoyed because of their high ego... Oh, don't get Flug started on how annoying it is that "they're" pretending to be non-binary and forcing everyone to "respect that" just to play the victim card when needed. The simple existence of this person in the room could make the bag-headed man commit mass genocide just to get all his anger and annoyance out.