Demencia let Flug do whatever it was he needed to do the night before. And after he finished, she hardly got a wink of sleep. Still tormented about the thrashing and brutal evisceration of her body. She wanted to remain in bed all day, but knew that she had to move out sometime.
"Tal vez..." She grabbed one of her few hoodies that had long sleeves. "Si lo evito..." Even if she had regenerative abilities, she found her body somewhat...soiled. Regardless if it looked like it did or didn't. She put on pants as well, for the same reasons as her arms. After getting ready, she went off to hide in the vents to keep warm, for some reason her instincts telling her to seek warmth.
Black Hat was drinking his coffee, feeling relieved from the night before and simply wanting to get some caffeine in him. He looked up at the breakfast the blue bear had made him. Hashbrowns made from the last crops of country facing drought. He absolutely loved the evil methods behind the preparation of his meals. He was waiting for Flug's diagnosis on Demencia this morning. The doctor soon arrived shortly after.
"Well? How is she?" He asked, terribly impatient.
"Yes, sir! Um, well, her regeneration is keeping her and your *ahem* spawn alive. From what I gathered, her healing is holding her body and mind together at a couple rates higher than the damage your..." He gulps. "Seed could damage organic material." Flug offered the eternal being his notes.
"And where is she right now?" Black Hat looked over the notes, impressed by the success in the data and numbers shown. "And Demencia?" He looked up at the doctor. "Where is she? She's usually here on time for breakfast and is irritating me before I talk to you." Flug cleared his throat.
"I believe she's still in bed, she was particularly quiet this morning. Do you want me to go get her?" The mad scientist asked. Black Hat thought about it. Maybe her body still needed to rest after the things he did to her body the night before.
"No need, let her rest. But make sure the bear takes her breakfast to her room at the very least." Flug nodded, a bit amazed that his boss was showing some compassion, even to Demencia. Then again, she did carry his primogeniture, but still, Flug thought that Black Hat would still do or say something dastardly. Oh well. "And be sure to give only the diet of which I told you about. Understood?" Black Hat threatened.
"Yes sir!" Flug said quickly.
Demencia had chose to hide in the vent that was above the hallway across her room, giving her a perfect vantage to see over her bedroom door from the outside. She saw the bear approach her room with a food tray. Flug closely behind, the mad doctor had the decency to knock on the door.
"Demencia...el jefe quiere que comas." He said into the door. "Demencia?" Flug called out and opened the door. "I'll just put it here..." He sighed and put the tray down on the floor before closing the door. He stayed there for a while, contemplating if he should express how he felt about the whole thing. "Look...I don't want to look all emotional and sappy but...I know that what the boss is putting you through. It can't be easy and I'm sure it wasn't what you were expecting." Demencia's features softened upon hearing the sympathy of the bag wearing doctor. Perhaps he wasn't such a nerd as she thought he was. An emotional pussy now, for sure, but the sentiment was still sweet to her. "I won't go against him...but I'll help you out with whatever you need. Ok?" He said, Demencia remaining quiet till the end.
Once Flug sighed and left along with the bear, she crawled out of the vents and went into her room to look at what it was they brought for her to eat. Upon lifting the cover, what lay in front of her was weird even for her. An assortment of disembodied tentacles that constantly changed color like a live cuttlefish, a bunch of olives mixed into it like a salad. A side of cranberry sauce and what appeared to be raw organs.
Demencia wasn't one to shy away from raw meat, but this plain looked disgusting. She avoided looking directly at it, physically gagging before turning away and crawling back into the warm vent. She cuddled up into her tufts of hair to keep extra warmth and drift off into a suddenly tired sleep.
It was now twilight, and Black Hat was nearing Demencia's room. He had felt particularly bored earlier that evening. But he had work responsibilities to resolve before he decided to visit her to use her again. Perhaps more carefully this time around, considering what was growing inside her. He dismissed knocking on her door and went right in. His foot accidentally pushing the plate a couple feet in front of where it was originally. This aggravated Black Hat, as this, he knew, was her breakfast.
"Pinche mal-criada." He growled and manifested his shadow into a network of bars that spread throughout the mansion, acting as an extended hive mind of his in search of the lizard girl. After a short while, the bars round into the vent and unfathomable speed and found a leg to grab onto and pushed her out onto the hallway, catching her with a tentacle.
"Ah!" She snorted as she woke up. "What the hell?" She hissed. Black Hat lifted the tray up to her.
"Why haven't you eaten your breakfast?" He condescended.
"Because it looks and smells like shit!" She said angrily. Black Hat was slightly taken aback by how she spoke to him. She'd never done so before.
"You will eat this!" Black Hat said as he grabbed a handfull of the contents of the plate and lowered Demencia down to eye level. "Even if I have to force feed it to you!" He threatened.
"No!" Her arm broke free and swiped his hand away, a motion so strong and fast that it grazed his cheek, the action itself causing him to let her go, more so than the force of it. He gawked at her as she got up and walked angrily passed him and slammed the door behind her. Black Hat soothed his cheek, not that he was in pain, just...it was the first hit he'd received in a very long time.
Flug was playing with 505 in the hallway, when suddenly the boss turned the hallway. Both of them quickly stood up straight, not wanting to be on the receiving end of a scolding. However, Black Hat simply walked passed them both, clearly distracted by something.
"Eh, jefecito. Todo bien?" Flug asked cautiously. Black Hat ignored the question and kept on walking, stopping a couple feet away from the two idiots, his back turned to the doctor until a full moment had passed.
"I believe my actions towards the girl have been unethical." Black Hat had a grimace. "Do you believe it is the new hormones that are causing her erratic behavior?" Black Hat purposefully asked as stupid question to bait the doctor into giving him the answer he thought he needed.
"Con todo el respeto, jefe..." FLug began nervously. "I saw the aftermath of how...'rough' you were with her. She is understandably traumatized...I also...know you've triggered her previous personalities and it is possible that now...she's fusing both characteristics and...well, now she is the way she is now." Flug paused for a second to tell his boss how he felt about the entire situation. "Sir, she is just serving the purpose we kept her for, and, well, we don't need to be so cruel with her anymore, especially now that she's with child. Your child. She needs understanding and time to readjust to this new situation we forced on her." Flug said, admitting his complacency in going through with this.
Black Hat contemplated this thought provoking answer. He was a vile and mighty villain, something as foul and as grotesque as what he did to her should be no problem for him. And it wasn't. At least when he was doing it. Now...he frowned at the notion of it. He turned his back to the doctor again.
"Flug." He said his name to catch the mortal man's attention.
"Yes, sir?" Flug answered obediently.
"Get back to work." Black Hat walked back to his office.
Back in her room, Demencia had cuddled into her hair and pillows, crying into them until she fell asleep.