Oswald And Cuphead In The Same Room:

YES YES AND YES

They hate each other because they remind them of themselves

Something something oswald sees all of his worst flaws in fanny and vice versa so they start out hating eachother but as the time goes on because they both have silver tounges they cant stop calling eachother out at times projecting their own flaws onto another untill they cant out run the fact the things the one hates the most in other is something they themself posess so they just hit this brick wall of realization that almost everything they've been saying to eachother also applies to them

they start to think of the other as an accual seperate people whom they've been bugging like crazy and they realize they owe eachother an apology after witch they decide to help eachother overcome those flaws together hand in hand

Something something

So like I've had this in my drafts for months and I don't know if I've ever going to get around to finishing it so here's all I had written for a one-sided Felzu fic I was working on.

Chapter 1: Lady Luck is on the demon's side!

Heels clicked against cold stone bricks. A dark-skinned man walked with purpose around a corner, walls made out of the same stone as the floor. Ice clung to every surface yet did not seem to affect the man. He stopped in front of a door. Instead of a handle there was a small white stone tablet. Intricately carved with a front facing eagle perched atop two lions facing sideways and opposite from each other. The eagle had a face of a lion and so did the lions with eagle faces. All their eyes were closed. There was a small square nestled in the middle of the tablet.

Anzu blew icey breath into the square and straighten his pristine suit with a huff. He had a meeting with the other princes of hell that went on for longer than he anticipated. Though with Ava's embarrassing slip up and subsequent punishment Anzu found himself with some more free time on his hands.

The clicking of mechanisms could be heard coming from the door before Anzu pushed it open. The eyes of the eagle and lions now open to reveal purple gems in their place. Stepping into his office Anzu's shoes were met with a thick wool rug. Intricate patterns delicately weaved through the fabric. The demon walked further into the room and sat on a chair with a desk in front of it. The office was littered with expensive woods, gems, fabrics and pottery alongside various ice sculptures.

Anzu dug around in the draw of his desk to find the papers he needed to take care of. While reviewing conduct negotiations from lords around their surface properties the shine of the archangel soul fragment caught the demon's attention.

The demon frowned placing the rest of the papers down, careful not to place them too close to the ones he had already rejected or signed. Maybe he should move the soul fragment somewhere it wouldn't catch his eye so often. The fragment sat perched on a silk pillow inside a curved glass case. It glittered brightly in the artificial lights. An archangel's soul was truly a sight to behold.

Not just any archangel's either. The soul of the spawn of the angel judge herself, Master Hannah Angel. What was the young angel's name again? Alice, Alice Angel. Fitting name for such a girl. Ever noble in her righteous ways. Anzu smirked. What a fine opportunity the gods had just placed in his lap.

The demon glanced over to the other soul fragment perched on his desk. The casing of this fragment was more decorated then Alice's. Gold swirled from the bottom and top of the casing with a few gemstones tucked in. It didn't have that bright light that came from Alice's soul as it belonged to a non-magical creature. But that didn't make it any less than the angel's fragment. No, this belonged to a very interesting cat by the name of Felix.

Anzu licked his lips looking at it. He knew better then to devour either fragment as it was infested with that illness. Anzu hadn't been able to get the cat's soul out of his head. He had handled many souls in his life but Felix' was just breathtaking. It was beautiful. All the emotions swirled through in a gorgeous harmony. They were all so bright, it was easy to tell at a first glance that he was deeply passionate. Anzu hadn't seen such a strong and complex soul in awhile.

Meeting the cat in person Anzu could see why he was chosen as Professor Wilson Wiseton's prodigy. He had an idea of how Felix was due to the devil getting him to keep an eye on him in case Professor Wiseton had contact with him. But none of it truly prepared him to seeing Felix in action.

Quite literally, he could hold his own surprisingly well against a demon lord. An impressive feet for a simple cat toon. His fighting style was based on agility and flexibility. Drawing from your species' specialties was always a sign of a good fighter. Felix knew how to use his body in a way that told Anzu he had plenty of experience. He had shown to be skilled in multiple weapons. Switching between them with ease. That magic bag was a sight to behold as well. Anzu wondered how Felix got his hands on a pocket space bag. Yes, this cat was very interesting.

The demon prince hummed. He'd love to take the cat out for dinner. Felix had been a good conversationist last they spoke. Open and warm but it was clear his trust was not one to be tested. Anzu would have to keep that in mind. He would hate to break the trust given so easily to him by Felix. Anzu couldn't deny he was honoured by it. Maybe even a little flattered. Felix cared enough about demonkind to offer him all the information they had on ink illness. Felix fought a demon lord to adopt one of his kind. Anzu smiled at that.

He turned back to his papers and his smile grew. Lord Black Hat had made a request.

Anzu would have to see if Lady Luck was in his cards today.

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Bendy tapped the table along with the tune carried by the record player in the living room. It was an upbeat jazzy tune. Bendy had a flick through of Felix' records with Boris. A lot of jazz of all kinds and some classical ones that Bendy had never heard before. Boris commented something about them sounding Felix. Everyone had a certain sound or something. Bendy didn't really get it but Boris tried to explain that you can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they like. It seemed to amuse Felix though when Boris tried to explain how it made sense he liked the type of songs he did. Bendy didn't really care about genres, if the music had a good rhythm he could dance to then that was good enough for him. Well, unless the lyrics were dumb.

His other hand was occupied by one of Hat's demon books. He had to visit Hat today and had been procrastinating on his readings. The smell of chicken, canola oil, eggs and an assortment of spices he couldn't pin point filled his nose. Smelt good though. Bendy's focus switched from his book to Boris and Dad's conversation while they made lunch. Felix' cooking was berries. No one could top Granny but Dad was an extremely close second. Growing up Bendy always thought the saying about food tasting better when it was 'made with love' was stupid. He definitely got the saying now. No matter what Granny or Dad cooked it make him feel relaxed and warm inside.

Bendy couldn't help but smile to himself. He felt loved and relaxed here. With his family. With his Dad's homemade cooking, with the help of his little brother sometimes. That was still a bit strange to say. It almost didn't feel real. Bendy cringed at that and clearly tried to shoo that line of thinking away. Letting out a shaky breath.

Bendy couldn't help but smile to himself. He felt loved and relaxed here. With his family. With his Dad's homemade cooking, with the help of his little brother sometimes. That was still a bit strange to say. It almost didn't feel real. Bendy cringed at that and clearly tried to shoo that line of thinking away. Letting out a shaky breath.

"Bendy," Dad's voice cut into his thoughts.

He snapped his head up to see a worried, searching look on Dad's face. His shoulder felt warm. Oh Dad's hand was on it. His hands were always soft and warm.

"You okay, Bendy?" Boris spoke from across the table. Wearing the same worried expression that Dad did. Even with a spoonful of food in his muzzle.

Bendy looked at his dad and back to Boris and then down at the food in front of him. He must have been zoned out.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine, just.. thinking is all," Bendy gave his family a stiff smile. The look Boris gave told Bendy he didn't believe the demon.

"Are you sure? Bendy you know you can tell Boris and I anything," Dad pulled Bendy into a small side hug, rubbing his face against Bendy's.

Bendy let out a chuckle at that. It always cheered the demon up. He realised it was a cat thing after seeing Inky and Winky do it a couple times. A genuine smile crawled it's way onto Bendy's face. He was okay. He was safe here.

"Yeah I'm sure, just got in my head a bit," Bendy smiled at both of him and reached over the table to pat Boris on the head. Bendy was not going to acknowledge the fact that he couldn't reach over the table the full way so Boris had to meet him halfway.

When Bendy retracted his hand Boris thumped back in his seat, tail wagging a mile a minute. Dad smiled at both of them, ruffling Bendy's fur and giving him a small peck on the forehead. He walked over to Boris and did the same before returning to his seat at the head of the table. Bendy felt embarassment darken his cheeks. Boris' tail was wagging so fast that Bendy was worried it would fall off. Felix started giving them pecks on the forehead after Boris asked for one when he was trying to sleep. That surprised Bendy since Boris never liked kisses. Boris told him that Molly said something about a father's forehead kisses driving away nightmares. So he asked Felix and said he had a good sleep that night. Despite Bendy sometimes feeling embarrassed by them, he didn't mind them. He just felt like he was a little too old for little pecks on the forehead.

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A warm spring breeze hit the small demon as he stepped out of the house. Felix in toe. He was joining him to Black Hat's Casino since Dr. Oddswell wanted Dad to bring over some research notes to Hat. Dad never seemed thrilled whenever Hat was in vicinity of him. Bendy couldn't blame him. Hat was a pain.

Bendy's mind went back to the couple weeks he and Boris have been living with Dad. Just his room alone was so big he didn't know what to fill it with. It's been great to have his own room. He liked the way Dad had things. Their home was cosy and inviting. It was fun to see the similarities of Dad's and Boris' decorating. Bendy had no idea how much of an artist his dad was. What surprised Bendy the most was how messy the cat was. The house always had clutter and a small messy pile somewhere. Dad didn't like cleaning but he did it well. He just had a tendency to procrastinate a little on it. It wasn't bad, just enough that Felix would like people to tell him when they're coming over.

"You've been zoning out a lot today, is Black Hat pushing you too hard?" Dad frowned.

"Huh? Oh! No that's not..." Bendy trialled off.

Felix gave him the same look of 'not buying it' Boris had earlier.

"Bendy, really, is something going on?" his voice gave off that soft fatherly edge that always made Bendy want to spill his heart out.

"I just..." Bendy struggled for the words. "A lot has happened lately... It's hard to, I don't know, wrap my head around?" He shrugged helplessly.

Felix hummed. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really, I mean yes but just not now," Bendy grit his teeth, why wasn't any words forming.

All those long nights of spiralling thoughts just to come up with nothing.

"Okay, I won't push but when you're ready promise you'll tell me,"

"I promise... I'm sorry for worrying you,"

I know Cup and Felix’s relationship is rocky now, but I feel like Cup misses how it was before the labyrinth incident. Felix wasn’t just a father figure for the Bbros but for the Cupbros too. Felix was the closest thing to a healthy father figure the cupbros really had. Cup still holds onto that , even with the knowledge that Felix has lost respect and trust for them. Cup still protects Felix because he still cares for him and looks up to him as a father figure. And it hurts him. It truly hurts that yet another person he cares about is separating themselves from him due to something out of his control. Yet another reason to hate himself and his situation.

Felix does understand, but he has yet to accept that Cup and Mugs work is separate from their feelings . Felix should be the first to understand the feeling of being pushed into something that you are not AND wanting to leave. He is doing exactly what he feared of others doing when he decided to not be zany anymore. His feelings are valid , and it is okay for him to feel upset about the situation , but yet he hasn’t accepted their side and that they didn’t kill Wilson. That was never their intention , and he feels the need to pinpoint it on them due to his confusion on the entire situation.

They both had a great relationship growing before the labyrinth. They may even would have related on a lot of the issues they both are still going through. But it was torn apart over a miscommunication,misunderstanding , and hurt.

Felix & Oswald moments

Felix’s Grooming Habit: Sometimes, when Oswald is asleep, Felix absentmindedly starts grooming him, licking his ears, nuzzling his neck, and rubbing his face against Oswald’s fur. It’s a subconscious thing, but Oswald has woken up more than once to a very flustered Felix trying to pretend he wasn’t just licking him.

Oswald’s Nose Twitching: Oswald has this habit of twitching his nose against Felix’s cheek when they cuddle. He does it instinctively, especially when he’s feeling affectionate or playful. It tickles Felix to no end, making him squirm and laugh, which only encourages Oswald to keep doing it.

Felix’s Scent Marking: When Felix gets particularly affectionate, he rubs his forehead and cheeks against Oswald, whether it’s his shoulder, his neck, or even his ears. It’s a subtle way of marking him with his scent, though Felix would never admit it if called out. Oswald just finds it endearing (and hilarious when Felix pretends it’s just a “casual nuzzle”).

Oswald’s Protective Side: If Oswald feels someone is getting too close to Felix in a way he doesn’t like, his ears will subtly tilt forward, and his tail will stiffen. If it gets really bad, he might even let out an involuntary growl under his breath, which surprises everyone, including Felix.

Felix’s Purring Habit: Felix doesn’t actually purr in front of people, but when he’s relaxed and happy (especially when Oswald is scratching behind his ears) he starts a loud purr. Oswald once pointed it out, and Felix got so embarrassed he refused ear scratches for a whole week. (He caved after three days.)

Oswald’s Nesting Habit: Oswald, being a rabbit, has a strange habit of gathering all the blankets and pillows into a pile before settling in for the night, sometimes even tugging Felix into it. Felix calls it a “bunny nest,” which Oswald pretends to be offended by, but he never stops doing it.

Felix’s Tail Flicks: When Felix is around Oswald, his tail always flicks more than usual, especially when he’s trying to act cool but is actually excited or flustered. Oswald has learned to read Felix’s tail movements like a book, much to Felix’s annoyance.

Oswald’s Ear Flicking: If Oswald is feeling particularly affectionate, he’ll flick one of his ears against Felix’s face while they’re lying together. It’s both a sign of comfort and a teasing gesture, Felix has tried to catch it before, but Oswald is too quick.

Felix’s Kneading Habit: Like a cat preparing a comfortable spot, Felix has this habit of kneading his hands (and sometimes even his claws) into Oswald’s chest, stomach, or thighs when they’re lounging together. He doesn’t realize he’s doing it until Oswald points it out, usually while laughing because it tickles. Felix, red-faced, immediately stops… only to start doing it again absentmindedly five minutes later.

Oswald’s Blanket Hoarding: Rabbits naturally burrow, and Oswald is no exception. Every night, he instinctively gathers all available blankets into a messy nest-like pile before settling in. Felix always wakes up tangled in way too many blankets, grumbling about how he went to sleep normally and woke up in a rabbit den. Oswald just grins and shrugs, saying, “It’s cozy, isn’t it?”

Felix’s Headbutting Affection: When Felix is feeling particularly affectionate (or stubbornly avoiding verbalizing his emotions), he’ll lightly headbutt Oswald’s shoulder, chest, or even the top of his head. It’s not aggressive, more of a slow, insistent push, almost like saying “Pay attention to me.” Oswald finds it amusing and sometimes headbutts him back, leading to an impromptu, silent battle of affection.

Oswald’s Ear Flick Communication: Oswald’s long ears give away his emotions even when he tries to keep a straight face. If he’s happy, they stand tall. If he’s annoyed, they twitch. And if Felix is getting too close to something dangerous or dumb, Oswald will flick his ear against Felix’s face as a nonverbal “cut it out.” Felix, being Felix, ignores it about half the time.

Felix’s Tail “Accidents”: When Felix gets flustered, excited, or annoyed, his tail involuntarily whips around and sometimes smacks Oswald in the face. Oswald has lost count of how many times he’s had to dodge it mid-conversation. Felix always apologizes, but Oswald secretly finds it hilarious.

Oswald’s Protective Circling: If Oswald senses something is off, whether Felix is upset, sick, or in deep thought, he unconsciously circles around him, almost like a rabbit checking its surroundings for danger. Felix doesn’t notice at first, but once he does, he just watches Oswald pace in amusement before grabbing him by the ears and making him sit down.

Felix’s Love for Warmth: Felix is naturally drawn to warmth, and since Oswald’s body temperature runs slightly warmer, Felix is always finding excuses to be near him. He’ll casually drape himself over Oswald’s lap, lean against him, or—on cold nights—curl up completely around him. Oswald doesn’t mind, but sometimes jokes, “You’re worse than a house cat.”

Oswald’s Nose Nuzzling: Oswald will sometimes nuzzle Felix with his nose, especially under his chin or along his jawline. He does it instinctively, a soft, affectionate gesture he isn’t fully aware of. Felix, however, notices every single time and melts on the spot.

Felix’s “Claiming” Tactic: Felix might not admit it, but when he feels particularly possessive, he leaves little signs of ownership, whether it's curling his tail around Oswald’s wrist, subtly nudging him with his hip when they walk, or making sure his scent lingers on Oswald’s clothes. Oswald finds it cute but pretends not to notice so Felix won’t get self-conscious.

Oswald’s Gentle Grooming: When Oswald thinks Felix is too busy to notice, he’ll run his fingers through Felix’s hair or fur in a slow, methodical way, almost like he’s grooming him. Felix pretends it doesn’t happen, but the way he instinctively leans into it betrays him.

Bendy and Holly casually flirting with each other as if that’s normal for friends to do while everyone is confused whether they’re together or not

i truly feel that at one point in their friendship , Sheba and Felix agreed to marry each other if worst comes to worse and they’re still single when Felix turns 35. Obviously this would be said when they were younger when Sheba would tease Felix about his love life ( or lack there of ).

Felix and Oswald going to a “ friends outing “ on Valentine’s day ( date ) and coincidentally sees Cuphead and Bendy at the place they’re having dinner at for the same reasons and ends up becoming a double date

Since Max has no dad now, would he be more involved in in the quest? Not to the degree of actually being with the questers ; but maybe around the circus crew more.

I would like to think he would become friends with Bendy and Oswald. Bendy due to them being similar in age and feeling guilty; feeling like he could’ve done more. The only thing he could think of his being there for Max as a friend that others haven’t done for him.

Oswald due to understanding how it feels to lose someone to the illness. He has known Max for years , he doesn’t want someone so young to go down the path he’s gone down for the past year. He wants to guide him and be there as a father figure for Max ; although he knows he could never replace Goofy.

Max would confide in them in these troubling times and would want to help in the quest in every way he can. He wants to avenge his father. He doesn’t want others to go through what he went through. He wants to help.

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