ITS THEM LOOK ITS THEM
AND THEYRE FUCKING HOLDING HANDS
LIKE IVE SEEN THEORIES ABIUT HUSKERDUST AND HOW ITD MAKE SENSE AND IK THIS PROBSBLY DOESNT MEAN ANYTHING CUZ HUSK SPINNING ANGEL BEFORE-
WAIT I JUST REALIZED HUSK WAS SPINNING ANGEL BEFORE EVERYBODY STFU
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Angel: Hey Husk, can you give me the opposite of these words?
Angel: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down.
Husk: Never, Going, To, Give, You-
Husk: The fucking satisfaction.
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What we didn't see in HH, EP 5
Husker took in a deep breath and tried to stop the tremor in his hands. Tried being the keyword. Angel and Pentious were busy talking to Mimsy, the later complaining about not having another drink.
When he finally felt he could do his job without dropping the bottles he walked into view.
"Well it's about time, pussycat," Mimsy scolded, holding out her empty cup. "What's it gonna take to get some service around here?"
Angel had noted Husker's tremor the moment he came into view. The cat demon was good at keeping it from his hands and his ears, even his wings were as still as possible when moving. The only place he saw it was his tail. As Husk took Mimsy's cup, which he did softer than he needed to, Angel had the sinking feeling that this mood change had something to do with Alastor.
He remembered how Val could sometimes make him feel, how scared he was when....
Angel scratched his neck, looking at his nearly empty drink. His eyes lit up with an idea. One that would have him going back on his word, but at least it would get Husk out of his funk.
"Hey, poor me another too, Whiskers," Angel gave Husk one of his cockiest smirks and let his bedroom eyes shine. Other than a quick flick of one ear, all he got was a quick glance as Husk put down Mimsy's drink.
"Sure thing," was Husk's short reply. Angel shared a worried glance with Pentious when he turned around, but put the look back on when Husk turned around with his new drink. Before he could pull his hand away, Angel put one of his lower ones on it. That got Husk to meet his eyes with a raised eyebrow.
"Thanks, Whiskers." Angel slid his hand further up his arm, getting narrowed eyes in response. "Is there anyway I could... repay you?"
Mimsy scoffed. "This kind of service, it seems he needs to be givin us a repayment."
Husker growled and gave her a glare out of the corner of his eyes. It softened as he felt Angel's grip tighten on his arm. Looking back at him he found nothing of the mask that the spider had just moments before. His pink eyes were filled with annoyance as Mimsy just sipped her drink.
Realization washed over Husker, making him turn his ears back to hide his blush as best he could. He'd been trying to keep them from seeing the darker side of Alastor considering everyone liked him to some extent (and the fact that Alastor would make good on the threat he'd just made). But
Angel saw through it. Of course he would, he knew what it was like. With a small smile, he gently grasped Angel's hand to move it.
"Nothing right now, kid," Husker said, turning around to make sure the heat on his white face wouldn't be see. "Thanks for the offer."
Before Angel could answer, the hotel shook as the front door creaked.
"Mimsy, we know you're in there you lousy bitch!" Someone yelled from outside, the hotel shaking once more.
The bitch in question just winced and ducked to the ground.
Headcannon: Sir Pentious definitely created a defense system after the attack. With or without Vaggie's permission, I don't know.
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Charlie: Angel, what do you see in this picture? *holds up a photo from the last time Vaggie went into babyspace*
Angel: Oh that? That's shnookums! Aww, isn't she darling? Got her lil binki in her mouth and she's sittin' in that baby bouncer Luci made for her. I see she's still clingin' onto that old tattered blankie for dear life haha. She just loves that grimy old thing. Ain't she adorable? Just a total doll.
Charlie: *points to Vaggie across the room* And this is...?
Angel: A stone cold bitch.
Vaggie: *flips him off*
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Angel: Husk kissed me!
Charlie: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
Angel: It was unbelievable!
Charlie: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
Cherri: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Charlie, get the wine and unplug the phone. Angie, does this end well or do we need tissues?
Angel: Oh, it ended very well.
Charlie: Do not start without me! Do not start without me!
Cherri: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?
Angel: Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh God, and then we just sort of sunk into it.
Cherri: Ohh… So, okay, was he holding you? Or were his hands on your back?
Angel: First they started out on my waist and then they slid up and then they were in my hair.
Charlie and Cherri: Ohhh.
meanwhile
Husk, eating pizza at the bar: And, uh, and then I kissed him.
Vaggie: Tongue?
Husk: Yeah.
Vaggie: Cool.
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