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"That orange furball ruined EVERYTHING!" Dominator growled, "If it wasn't for him, I would have ruled the entire galaxy!"
"Yeah! I hate him just as much as you do!" a familiar voice rang out from behind her.
"Hater?"
It was Hater.
"What are you doing here?" she questioned.
"Well, I'm sorta just here to sulk about my loss of my rank." he answered.
"You...lost your rank?" she gasped, "How?"
"Well, this new guy showed up and told me he was the boss now, I had my Watchdogs attack him and his army, but..." he paused.
"What? What happened?" Dominator asked, oddly concerned for the Skeletor.
"Let's just say Peepers was the only one who made it outta there alive." Hater answered sadly.
It was at that moment Dominator lost control and did something you'd never expect her to do...
...
She hugged him.
And at that, the dam broke, Hater just lost it, crying uncontrollably as he hugged Dominator back.
"It's gonna be okay, babe, I'll find this 'new guy' and show him why he never should have messed with Former-Lord Dominator!" she tried to comfort him, but after realizing what she just called him, she went straight back into fight-or-flight mode. She instantly pulled away from him, an action so swift that Hater nearly fell over, as she tried to slowly walk backwards away from the Skeletor. Everything was happening too fast.
"You know, Hater. I should...I should get going." she said, panic flooding his voice. "I think I've stayed too long, I'm kinda making things awkward right now, I don't want that Wander guy to get any ideas and start talking-"
Hater approached her swiftly, his hands gently resting on her shoulders, stopping her from running away. They made eye contact and for a brief moment, neither of them spoke as they both gazed into each other eyes. Without realizing what she was doing, Dominator leaned forward until both of them felt each other's breath on their face.
Hater drew himself to his full height. Now it was his turn to be bold.
"Let them talk."
And with those words, he pulled her face towards his, fingers caught in her fluffy blue hair, and gave her a kiss. It was clumsy, a sloppy first attempt from a Skeletor so inexperienced in romance that most of his experience - save for the time when he dated Peepers for a brief couple of months - came from TV shows and crinkled paperbacks.
But it had the desired result. She leaned into his kiss and they both melted into each other, savoring the moment. Dominator put a hand behind his head. When they finally pulled away, both of them needed some time to catch their breath.
"Wow..." was her only reply.
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Hey y'all
For some reason, I just thought of the idea for this story, and I, for the life of me, could not resist the idea to make this into a fanfic.
Anyways, the last few sentences of this story were taken from "Perfect Chemistry" by TurqouisePhoenix, link to his original story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20974457
Stay tuned for Chapter 2!