❤️Dr Cedric Agon X Reader [Part 1]❤️
Y/n (Your name), S/n (Species name), E/c (Eye colour)
Notes: Reader can seen as female, male, intersex or gender neutral. Agon is Bisexual here. "Dragoblin" is an unofficial fan name for Agon's species (most of the Lavender Castle cast do not have officially confirmed names for their species). Agon has dragonfly like wings which are deformed and unable to fly so he hides them, this is strictly a head-canon thing. Reader is an adult. This takes place after the events of "The Lost Starfighter"
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The Dark Station, the most dangerous and destructive spaceship to have ever been constructed in the universe. Home to the one who called himself the Terror Of The Universe, Dr Cedric Agon. A Dragoblin with a desire to find and destroy the elusive Lavender Castle so that the universe will be his and plunged into darkness forever! For many the Dark Station was a place of despair, misery and for those who had been made as slaves in its bowels there was no escape or hope. But not exactly for all of the slaves was it despair and misery. Certainly was not like that for you.
You were a S/n. Instead of being imprisoned in the ships bowels with the numerous slaves who worked stoking the boilers day and night to power the Dark Station, you were a slave that was given different work to do that did not involve being in the bowels. Mainly keeping the floors spotless.
So you had slightly more freedom to roam the Dark Station but never once did you try to escape. This was due to a shock collar around your neck. If the collar detected it was outside the Dark Station it would shock you.
Dr Agon had these collars put on every single one of his slaves.
Currently you were down in the massive hangar of the Dark Station clearing up a liquid spill. What this liquid was you were not sure but you guessed it was something used for the Mammoth Machine. The hangar was empty right now. Dr Agon along with his pet falcon had left in the Mammoth Machine around half an hour ago. Another attempt to try and capture that space ship its name which eluded you right now which resembled a thatched cottage and its crew.
It took you some time to clear up the spill until you heard the sounds of an engine and the cry of a mammoth getting louder and closer. He was back!
"I better get out of the way" saying to yourself as you moved to a corner of the hangar where some large crates containing vehicle and engine parts were placed. The hangar doors swung open creaking loudly, the Mammoth Machine soon came flying into the hangar landing with its tires screeching loudly on the ground as it braked coming to a halt. But something seemed different or off about it while you were watching it land......... The trunk! The trunk was missing! Broken off it had. Now you were curious to what had happened, feeling brave you sneaked up closer.
Dr Agon was NOT happy. His plan to catch the Paradox while they were occupied with an old starfighter ship had been yet again another failure. The worst part was it wasn't because of the Paradox being smart and outwitted him....... It was pure luck on their end and him losing his temper causing him to accidentally break his machine's trunk in a fit of rage and attempt to shoot the accursed starfighter ship and inexperienced orphan Sproggle in the pilot seat down. Now he'd had to retreat back to the Dark Station with his beautiful creation broken and her in need of repairs!
Finally making it back and landing in the hangar while ignoring the laughter of Trump his pet falcon (who he had already tried to silence earlier with a firm grab round his neck) he opened cockpit's door.
"Trump......out......NOW!" he barked eyeing his falcon with a glare that could destroy a sun in his yellow and red eyes, furiously pointing at the cockpit's exit. Not wanting to hang inside the Mammoth Machine any longer and potentially get grabbed again the trumpet beaked falcon flew from where he was perched and flew straight out the exit without saying a word. Now alone in the cockpit Agon sat on the floor still angry and upset with himself over his own impulsiveness as the firebox still burned behind him.
"That little worm toad! How can one who no piloting experience possibly out fly me?!" he seethed with rage as he talked to himself but it soon turned to sorrow. "My dear girl i'm sorry for breaking you", wiping a tear from his eye, "I will fix you and then I will make that little worm along with the rest of the Paradox pay" his voice dripped with venom. He stayed in the cockpit a little longer the heat giving him some comfort to his mind until at last he got up and exited into the hangar.
He now had one thing in mind right now, fixing his Mammoth Machine. "Now.....let me see how bad this damage really is my girl" But as he was walking around to the front of the machine to get a better look at the damage he did not notice someone else who's curiosity got the better of them not paying attention to their surroundings until too late.
Before you know it you had been knocked onto the hard hangar floor after being bumped into by your master. Letting out a yelp of pain when you hit the floor and trying to process what had just happened while you were still on the floor.
"What the......?! Oh its you what are you doing here?" there was massive annoyance in Agon's voice as he was not in the mood. He was looking down right at you as you had still not found it in you to get up from the floor. "Unless you have suddenly gone deaf you better answer my question". Afraid at what he may possibly do next you gave him the answer shaking slightly. "I.....I was cleaning the floor while you were out then I saw you return and noticed your Mammoth Machine is broken. I couldn't help but wonder what had happened and..........I was wondering if I could be of assistance sir"
Dr Agon was taken aback by your words of offering to help. Usually when he needed help demanded it but never had once had any of his slaves had outright asked if they could help him. You were certainly........different from the others. He could see slight fear in your E/c eyes and he realised that you thought he was going to hit you as punishment for bumping into him. "Look.....i'm not going to hit you if that is what you are thinking right now I shall let you bumping into me be forgotten about, as your offer of assistance I greatly appreciate it". This shocked you quite a bit. "Really sir?"
"Yes indeed now off the floor, unless you actually are unable to get up without me helping you up" You were able to get up on your own without his help. Even when stood up he was still taller then you. You were not exactly small fry up next to him but he was still taller and you still felt some fear from him being taller then you.
"So how can I be of help to you master?" he could hear how you just wanted to please him in your voice. "I need you to get the ladder while I locate my tools. Do you know where it is?" You had seen this ladder several times in a corner of the hangar causing any fear you still had to go away. "Yes I do know where it is master" your voice now cheerful as you went off to get the ladder before Agon could say another word to you.
The slave's cheerfulness took Dr Agon by surprise. While he was looking for the large wheeled toolbox he kept in the hangar he couldn't help but think about them. 'How can they remain cheerful knowing very well they have no freedom and no escape from here? Do they not remember the day when they became one of my slaves?' He was still in thoughts as he finally located the toolbox and pulled it to the Mammoth Machine. His brain was nagging him to look through the toolbox just to check nothing was missing so he did just that.
You had found the ladder against a wall of the hangar and struggling to bring it away from the wall without it falling right on you or on your foot. Finally you managed bring it down and began the chore of dragging it across the floor back to your master. 'Master will be pleased with me' was on your mind as you dragged the ladder all the way to where he was waiting for you. "I've brought you the ladder as you wanted sir". The doc saw you and you were right he was pleased. "Good now bring it here so I can finally get up and have a proper look at the damage"
With the ladder now up and against the Mammoth Machine's trunk Agon climbed up and could now see the extent of the damage he had accidentally inflicted. You were watching him from the hangar floor while he was up there. It was very high........you hope he wouldn't fall. "Please be careful up there master, it would be horrible if you were to fall and hurt yourself!" calling up to him.
What you had just said caused the doctor to briefly focus on yours words of concern towards him and think......... The way you had said it......almost nobody had talked to him like this. He still couldn't fully understand how a slave like you would care about himself being hurt without finding it amusing, or remain happy and sweet. But he couldn't help but feel positive about your words. His positiveness was interrupted by him properly seeing the damage to the Mammoth Machine's trunk.
"Oh blast......i'm going to have to cut off whats left of this segment and replace it all with new metal", a sigh of frustration escaped him, "Fine". As he was climbing back down he suddenly felt the ladder slip and would have fallen if it wasn't for you quickly running over and grabbing it before it could it slip any further! The dragoblin felt his heart racing from shock that he had just almost fallen, he was gripping the ladder so hard and tightly that his knuckles were turning white. It felt like he couldn't move until he heard the S/n slave's voice bellow him.
"Master? Are you okay?" holding onto the ladder with all your strength to prevent it from crashing down along with him with it. He didn't answer and you didn't know how long you could hold it. To your relief he finally came down. But when you got out of his way when he reached the floor he just stood there back turned to you, still holding onto the ladder. Even with his back turned you noticed he was actually shaking slightly. Was he upset? Scared? You didn't know........ But something in you didn't like seeing him like this. Reaching out and putting your hand on his arm, the soft and silky texture of his red robe's sleeve was unexpectedly pleasant under your hand.
The unexpected and sudden feeling of something touching his arm caused Agon to jolt. He thought it was Trump picking the wrong time to land on his arm to perch. "Trump off my arm this isn't a good-", as he turned his head he saw it wasn't Trump who was on him but the hand of his slave. Confusion took over his face and mind. "What are you doing? Hands off me!" slapping the hand away off him.
Getting your hand slapped away so abruptly felt horrible. "Forgive me master", quickly falling to your knees in submission, "You just suddenly froze and you were shaking it just feels wrong to see you like that". Tears were now welling up in your eyes. "I-I just was trying to help you feel better i'm sorry" a whimper escaped your mouth as you started to cry a little.
Dr Agon stared at the slave now on their knees and crying at what he had just done to them. For once he actually felt.........bad. Why was he feeling like this? They were just one of his numerous slaves yet........they were different from the others. He had seen this slave working around the Dark Station numerous times and never once did they look miserable. Always remaining happy......... Like he once was as a child before all the years of being horribly bullied warped his mind into wanting power and finding comfort in darkness to the extent he grew to hate the light and wanting plunge the universe into darkness. They had just shown him comfort and he'd just pushed them away and made them cry......... Just like how he had been treated. It was like he was now looking at himself.
You were still on your knees in tears when Agon walked up to you. Fearing more punishment you became even more submissive quickly kneeling on all fours. Now you were certain he was going to physically discipline you. "Would you please stop crying? I won't strike you I can't believe i'm saying this but......... I apologise for rejecting your concern for me. I'm not used to others actually treating me like this". Hearing what he had said now you were baffled. So baffled you stopped crying. "Really master?" joy lit up in your eyes. Agon then held out his hand to you. "Let me offer you my hand to make up for what I just did"
At first you were hesitant but you let him take your hand pulling you up onto your feet. His hand.....it felt rough yet not unpleasant. A feeling of being wanted washed over you but it did not last as Agon soon released his hand from yours. "Ahem now then.....since you did a very good job of preventing me from falling I want you to hold the ladder while I cut off what I need to of the trunk". The role of still making sure he wouldn't fall made you feel important. "Yes master I will hold that ladder for you sir" a big smile appearing on your face.
"Very good, now I just need my cutting torch and welding mask then I can get to work up there" Agon went over to his tool box and found what he was looking for. Taking off his robe as he never wore it while he was doing work on his machines leaving it near the tool box, he put on the mask. You had never seen him without his robe on before and with the welding mask on it was like he was now a different person.
After a small test to make sure the cutting torch was fully working Agon was ready to climb up the ladder again. The second he was climbing up you held the ladder.
Agon worked carefully to cut through the metal of the trunk. Welding or torch cutting was a dangerous process which required a lot of concentration. He had already suffered a nasty welding accident in his younger years when a surface he was welding had a violent reaction causing a small explosion of sparks to burn him right on his belly. He had a burn scar on where his belly was burned the most, so from then on he always wore his breast plate while welding or cutting.
Finally he cut all the way across the trunk. The now cut away top part fell to the floor below with a loud clank. "Well thats part one taken care of. I'm coming back down" calling down to the slave bellow.
Once he was back down which this time you were glad he managed to without issue you wondered what is to be done now. "So what happens now master? Do you still need my assistance?" Flipping his welding mask up he looked at you how you were still wanting to help, you wondering if you were still needed. It was actually rather.......sweet. Though he kept said thoughts to himself. "As matter of fact yes I do. The spare metal I keep in containers are rather heavy".
"Oh so you want me to help bring them over them over master?" He chuckled, "You are correct, you catch on fast I admire ones who do not share the IQ level with a worm" What he just said......... It was now planted in your mind as he brought you over to one of the big containers which contained what he needed. "You know.......perhaps its time I knew your name. What is it?" You froze dead in your tracks, it was entirely unexpected of him to ask such a question to you. "My.....name master?", part of you was scared telling your name out of fear of he may mock it. Swallowing you answered, "It's......Y/n"
"Y/n? That's a rather lovely name you have been given". Now your cheeks were feeling very warm. "Master I am happy you like my name. So where are these containers you speak of?".
He had noticed your cheeks turning pink but did not mention them. "They are over here so come", he beckoned with a clawed hand for you to follow him. Following him to another corner of the hangar where several large boxes were located, bringing you over to one specific box. "Now what I want you to do is you grab one end of the box while I grab the other end". Doing as you were told Agon gave on the count of 3 to lift the big box. True to his word it was indeed heavy as you helped him carry it over to the Mammoth Machine. Your arms and hands hurt as you were not used to lifting and carrying heavy objects. It was a relief when hearing Agon telling to place the box down. You saw him going back over to the tool box and take out a magnet and very long roll of string.
"What is that for master?"
"Oh its rather simple Y/n this is going to make getting the metal all the way up there much easier", he was tying one end of the string around the magnet, "Now get the lid off the container" Well you heard him, better get that lid off. After doing just as he ordered Agon came over to look inside the crate. "Now lets see......ah here we are these are what I need", taking out several pieces of metal which were spare emergency pieces of the of the funnel for times such as this. He was numbering them with a piece of chalk. "Right this is what I want you to do now, when I climb back up to the top i'm going to lower the magnet tied to this string down to you. You are to attach the parts to the magnet so I can pull and hoist it up to me, when that part is attached I lower and you give me the next piece. You must give me the pieces in the numbered order I have marked on them, do I make myself clear Y/n?"
"Oh yes master very much!", you picked up the piece marked with a number 1 on it. Agon went back to his tool box to get his welding torch, pulled down his welding mask and went up the ladder again. While you waited for him to bring the magnet down as instructed. Once the magnet was lowered down you attached the piece to it. "Up up and away" you couldn't help but yell out for fun as you saw it being pulled up. You swore you heard him up there trying to hold back a laugh.
Once the doc had pulled up the piece he wasted no time in welding it in the place it needed to be to restore the funnel. At this rate he would be able to fix his dear machine in no time. Easy Cedric don't be an impulsive fool and rush this, he had to quickly tell himself. "Next piece Y/n!" lowering the magnet down again. He watched Y/n below run over to find the next piece. He didn't want to admit but it was nice to work with one who was just eager to help, maybe they didn't have the exact same passion with machines as he did but it was still nice. "Found it master!" hearing Y/n calling and coming back with the piece which was hauled up immediately and soon was welded on.
The repeated process went smoothly due to the slave's assistance until finally the pieces were all welded into place and the trunk funnel was like as it had been before being broken. Though pulling up the final piece wasn't easy due to its weight but the engineering doc wasn't totally without strength. With the final part welded on Agon happily slid down the ladder and backed up to admire his fixed Mammoth Machine.
"There you go my girl I told you that I would fix you didn't I?" he was very pleased with himself. Y/n came up beside him "You are happy now master that she has been fixed?". He turned his head to them "Yes I am with her fixed she's ready to chase and destroy the Paradox again". He walked over to put his tools and welding mask away before slipping his robe back on. "It would have taken much longer without your help Y/n". They felt so proud and happy to hear that "It was the least I could do master, will you be going out to deal with your enemies again now your machine is fixed?"
"Oh very tempting Y/n but no as I have had enough drama for one day and I want to rest" He had also not eaten anything since he had left and was hungry too. "Now where has Trump got to?". Y/n tilted their head in confusion at his question, "Trump, master?". The doc laughed at their confused look. "My falcon, you've seen him around before usually with me or perched on my arm. Though she's probably gone straight to the control room back to her perch". The S/n thought their ears were playing tricks on them when hearing Agon using both gender pronouns for his falcon. "Wait what? Did you just refer to your pet as both male and female master? You have confused me again"
"Yes I did Y/n you see, Trump's species are actually hermaphrodites which in simple terms to you is biologically both male and female" Y/n had never heard of this. "Both male and female? I didn't know that was possible master"
"Oh it is possible now if you'll excuse me I need to go eat and rest". He saw Y/n's face fall when he said that. "Why are you making that face at me?"
"I just really liked working with you master......it saddens me that you must leave" they admitted. Dr Agon was most taken aback but he most certainly did not disagree on what Y/n had just said. He came up to them "Look it was nice to have you assist me and perhaps.........maybe I will have you assisting me more often now", placing his hand gently on top of their head "Since you are certainly......different from the rest of my slaves".
His hand on your head......your heart started to pound. You were different to him? Had he developed some attachment to you? "I'm different master? In what way?". You saw him stop to think about his response. "Your different because I think you are special Y/n". Your eyes went as wide as saucers. "Special, master? You think I am special?", you were about to say more before he put his finger on your nose a none verbal command that you must be silent. Combined with his red and yellow eyes, which had such a commanding presence to them as you looked into them with your E/c ones. "Yes indeed I meant what I said, now its time I go and rest" All you could do was watch him with awe as he left the hangar until he was out of your sight.
Some time later....................
You'd managed to finish your work so now you were rather exhausted. Unlike the slaves in the bowels you actually had a room and bed to sleep in as well as actually getting time to rest. It wasn't exactly much but hey you were grateful to have a bed and it was at least comfy. To some extent anyway. You even had a small table just big enough for a lamp and clock, so at least you knew what time it was and weren't fully in the dark.
Lying down all you could think about was Agon. His words about you being seen as special to him still fresh on your mind. "I'm his slave....... But he called me special ah ha ha ha ha ha", a laugh soon escaped you. It was almost unreal that he said you were special, but at the same time you liked it. You enjoyed helping him, he clearly had enjoyed and appreciated your assistance. How he had put his hand on your head was a certain of that. It soon dawned on you that you found the doc attractive both because of his visual appearance but also his skills in robotics and machines. His skills and passion for his creations was certainly something worthy of admiration and respect. Then there was his voice........how deep and smooth it was. "Does he know he has such a lovely voice?" you wondered. But then doubt washed over you........... "N-no even if I am special he can't like me in that way. I'm just a slave and he's my master"
It was time you got some sleep no more time for thinking about this or you would be awake forever. Leave that thinking until the morning hours. You turned off the lamp and slowly fell asleep.
Meanwhile, Dr Agon was in his own bedroom. He'd had a nice meal, brushed his teeth and now he was ready to retire for bed. Tomorrow was another day, another chance to beat the Paradox and them to Lavender Castle. He didn't dare tell Trump about his time with Y/n or he would never hear the end of it from his scaled pet (who was fast asleep on his perch in one end of the bedroom). Taking off his robe and breastplate allowing his black iridescent wings to stretch and spread out always felt like a relief.
Climbing into his luscious 4 poster bed with very thick red curtains to stop any light getting through he felt so safe. Usually he would immediately turn off the wall light right above where his pillows were but tonight, he had things on his mind he needed to think about. The big elephant or mammoth in his case in the room..........the slave Y/n.
"I was not expecting this.......... Working with one of my slaves and actually enjoying their company."
It now felt like Y/n was implanted in his brain. But it didn't exactly feel like a bad thing.
"Can't believe they actually showed concern over me and rejected it at first........" letting out a sigh he still felt guilt over how he had reacted to them. Then he thought about when Y/n took his hand. "I'll admit......their hand felt nice to touch", looking at one his hands worn and scarred from his his work over the years "I wonder how my hand must have felt to them?" He began to fiddle with his hands running his fingers over the large scar he had on both palms which were not from a working accident as he continued to think about this slave.
"They were so eager to help me with my work so happy and cheerful too......... They were like me when I was a boy" But then his bad childhood memories started to creep into his head. "NO! Get out of my head! Go away!" quickly reaching up for the light cord and turning off his wall light. Throwing him into complete darkness in the hopes it would help make the bad memories go away.
"Ahhh that's better......"
Slipping under his red duvet and rummaging under his pillow finding his sleeping mask (which said Go Away on it) he put it on his forehead, trying to get comfy and relax. He needed to sleep. But a certain someone still hadn't left his head just yet as he was trying to doze off. "They were so........pretty........cute". Then he felt a slight flutter in his chest which was certainly gonna keep him awake longer. Had he really just said that out loud? Part of him felt foolish for thinking that about one of his slaves, but the other part of him it felt good. He really just wanted to sleep now pulling his sleeping mask down over his eyes. "They're special........maybe........I"
The doctor never was able to finish what he was thinking as he finally fell asleep.
