Error/Moxxie Drabbles and Request!

Bundle Madness Drabble Part 13

"$10 your Butler will faint."

"Betting in front of the egg. That's horrible." A small huffed and pat their horn. "$20 your Madre will throw him out the way to cradle the egg."

"Deal and not it."

"Not it? No! I have to tell everyone?"

"Should have called it first."

"That's cruel Puppet."

"No, yelling in front of Little Frog."

"Don't punish our child like this Puppet. Please. Think this over."

"No."

((Request by Theresse619 Request: Error was reborn in hell as an incubus despite his nature. He was adopted as a baby by a couple from the Sloth ring who were unable to have children of their own. He grew up to be hell's best doctor and fashion designer due to certain circumstances. He was also secretly an overlord who hid behind a starry mask and was loved by all including his enemies because of his blunt nature and overwhelmingly kind heart. Some of the Sins were hunting for his overlord persona due to his immunity to holy weapons and a little secret they found out by accident. Error is friends with Stolas and Striker. The trio met when they were very young, so Striker isn't biased at all the nobles. Error is also very much trying to find a partner because his adopted parents are nagging him to get married and have kids so they can have grandkids to spoil. (It's up to you when it comes to who his suitors are. Minimum 6)
Note: Some of these parts are not going put in as I really couldn't mix it all in. It was just a lot. Could be its own on a separate thing. This will be another part later.))

"What?"

"You being transferred." The director stared, well stared as much as they could as they wanted to look away. The intense gaze. Couldn't really see it as the other wearing those plague masks. Still, why do they have to be damn terrifying?

"To Pride."

"Yes."

"I'm going to quite now."

"Don't be like this Rune. Wait sit down!" Quickly add it in before they took the coat off. "For fuck's sake. You'll only work in IMP City district area. One of the emergency units for 48 hours. Every three weeks.

"What about my current patients?"

"We made sure, from your schedule, the days we pick won't be affected on those days. You'll still get your days off."

"This is ridiculous."

"Look." Lean back against the chair. "I'm not the biggest fan of Pride either. But this I don't want spread outside the office. This is a favor. Not many health workers live in that area. Unless you got those sinners. Well, let's just say it either payment or soul deals. Then you got those who work with royals and well good luck with those snobby pricks. Look I hate to say if but our scheduling here in Sloth is terrible or a long wait because we have so many patients coming down from all rings. This is in a way to lend a hand. I owe him."

Silent at the other end of the chair. Head down a little.

"I wouldn't just pick anyone. Your." Rub their snout as she let out a breath. "You're good."

There is a lot of meaning behind that word that. Neither of them wanting to explain too much about it.

"48 hours."

"Every three-weeks for two years." Slide the papers over. "You'll mostly be handling hellborns anyway. Not going to lie. It's going to be a mess."

"Every ring a mess." Took the papers. Read it over as it was about the transfer, rules and nothing too new to them. "A mess either shown or hidden."

"Also, here." Slide a letter over.

Stare at the letter. At the symbol on it. Took it as they slid it in their coat. No, words said after that until one of the two leaves to get back to work.

"Okay now open your mouth." Watch the hellhound open their mouth wearily. Shine a small flashlight in their mouth. Not phase by the sharp teeth. Didn't move she starts to cough. Mask kept them protected. Put the flashlight down. "Were you anywhere else lately?"

"Went to Greed for a concert. It's when it started to happen two weeks ago. Now here."

A small grumble as they write it down. Look over the notes. Flip a few pages. "You never received treatments."

A snort from the hellhound as she crossed her arms. "As if I was finally lucky to get out of that dump of a pound a year ago. Snatch up any kind of record I can find to keep. I was lucky to get this appointment in."

"Damn stupid pounds. Can make sure of no diseases." Gluttony irritated them a lot. Not the pups. Just those adoption centers. No, pounds. Scribbled down a note. Sees her raised eyebrow.

"Not a fan?"

"Too many cases." A deep sigh and handed her a list. "These are shots you should have received when you reach your teenage years. We can do blood work if you like of no possible disease or illness. I can explain each of them what their used for."

"How much?" A bitter tone.

"The shots are free. The blood work I can lower it down for half the price." Sees her silent.

"Shit." Rub between her eyes. "If I don't take them."

"Hit or miss."

A low growl and point at the list. "Explain what these are before I make a decision."

Rune leans against the doorway as they watch the hell hound leave. Held documents of paper works of the shots, along with approval marks. That last part slight annoyance to do that. To show they can work. Can't do anything but throw in another letter, showing displeasure about Gluttony pound system.

Again.

Shook their heads as they grabbed another folder to head to the next appointment. One appointment after another with different kinds of clients. When the day ended went to their office to 'relax' until they had to get ready for surgery to operate on. Lock the door. Binds always close as they walk over to their desk.

The light of lamp filled up the room.

The bird mask with the hat lay down on top of the desk, as the other reached in to drawer. It was filled with different kinds of chocolate. Pull out a wrapped-up chocolate bar. A low hum as they unwrapped it while their eyes go to read the file.

What a pain.

Not the surgery but moving around.

Would have preferred Wrath and its rats.

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