Chapter 1: Lady Luck Is On The Demon's Side!

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,"