#uhbsest

A uh... A lot just happened.

He got kissed by his highschool crush. Not even an innocent one on the cheek, a fullout makeout session. Then he got pushed off the catwalk. Then Demencia caught him by the ankle before he could end up in the pink vat below. And the two were swung back up, and his body crashed into another. He heard Heed’s scream shortly after that and then a splash before he stood up. 

Next thing he knew, he was in the lizard girl’s mass of hair as she sped away. He thought he’d heard disgruntled voices on their way out, but the reptillain punk was hurriedly making a break for the exit, so he never knew what’d happened next.

Little to say, he was sort of trying to sort his thought from all this whiplash at the moment. It was... a lot...

It wasn’t long before they were out of the fallen heroine’s personal warehouse and out in some alleyway. He wasn’t really paying attention during their escape. But either way, they seemed safe for the moment.

The scientist craned his neck slightly to try to look at his coworker, but of course he could only see the back of her hood.

“Uhm...”

Very articulate, Flug.

“... Good job getting us out of there...”

... There was something else too. Something that his brain was still somewhat having trouble processing.

“And... thanks for... catching me...”

... If he fell in that pink liquid, he could have been stuck under her thumb all over again. And since it was the perfected formula, he could have very well stayed that way.

“I don’t think it would be healthy if I bled glitter..b-b-besides, it’s not like you bleed neon, or something like that, why would it be any different for me?” She turns around to face the other, wincing a little from the pain in her back.

Had the neon haired chimera chosen another place to stand and watch the fighting, Alastor would have simply allowed her to be shot full of holes. And probably would have laughed at her misfortune. But she had chosen the entrance to his ‘workplace’, and he already knew how the dear Princess would react if he just let a potential client be sent off to limbo. So he had to intervene.

“Goodness me! Are you new down here, Doll, or just a Dumb Dora?” Alastor playfully questioned the young lady he had just yanked out of the way of the scattered bullets and shells. “I know death isn’t exactly a major concern for us anymore, but I’ve heard through the grapevine that Limbo isn’t actually a bed of roses either!” He released her hips and reached out over her head to quickly slam the door closed behind her with a flick of his wrist just before something heavy- and most likely fatally sharp- slammed into the wood on the opposite side.

“...” Her victim, a demon that looked ‘human’ in appearance, calmly examined the female from her upside down angle with his perma-stoic expression. 

' can I come in? It's raining outside. You were nearby. '

Sharp teeth grit, Zeke flinching at the sound of nails scraping on metal. He opened the door to a strange sight; Black Hat's attack dog wet from the rain and at his compound's doorstep. Behind her he could see the mangled, groaning figures of what used to be his security guards.

"Great. Now I gotta replace those dudes, again." arms folded, he let out a heavy sigh, “Yeah yeah.” Zeke stepped aside and allowed the lizard woman to enter. Maybe showing some hospitality could put him in some form of good graces with Black Hat. If that even existed. 

Barks threatoningly.

That and in one of the drawing streams, he has wine with fucking Alucard.

((Oh shit I almost forgot about that one-