Sheltering Home (Eridan X Reader)
Beth skipped over to a large fish tank and beckoned you over. You frowned at her. “Since when does the Animal Shelter take care of fish?” you asked.
Beth rolled her eyes. “Actually, this was supposed to be a lizard tank. But then this guy showed up and I had to put him in a pen but I didn’t think he’d be very happy in one of the normal cages, so I filled this thing up and plopped him in. Come on, he’s just hiding behind this rock.” She said.
As you approached, the thing swam into view. It had a violet, grub-like body with six stubby little legs. It also had a grey humanoid head, with two fin-like protrusions where ears should be, lightning bolt shaped horns, and a mess of black hair with a violet streak. It glared at you and grumbled a bit, releasing a stream of bubbles from its mouth.
You started and gaped at Beth. “What is that?!” you demanded.
Beth shrugged. “The letter called him a grub, so that’s what I’m going with. He’s like some sort of weird… thing that can breathe in water and out. I’m still not sure exactly what he is or anything, so…” her usually hyper attitude was muted somewhat by her uncertainty.
You raised an eyebrow. Beth always knew everything about any animal that came in to the Shelter. The fact that she didn’t know anything about the weird creature made your skin crawl. Just what was he?
You turned back to the ‘grub’, accidentally making eye contact with it. After a short stare down, the grub turned away with a huff, a stream of bubbles escaping his mouth. His pouty attitude made you chuckle.
Beth tilted her head at you curiously. “Um, so does that mean you’re chill with taking him home?” she asked uncertainly.
You sputtered and spun towards Beth. “What?! I can’t take him home! Neither of us know what he is or how to take care of him; he’s just a weird creature that suddenly appeared out of no where!” you ranted.
Beth shrugged. “So? I can’t take him, my apartment doesn’t allow pets! I can’t leave him here, who knows what the others might do to him? And before you even think of it, there is no way in hell I’m giving him to a zoo or laboratory!” she spat.
You gaped at her, shocked. You had never seen Beth so angry before. She was really concerned for the grub, and had seen you as the only option for its happiness. You felt kind of guilty. Maybe you could take him in, just until Beth found a more permanent solution.
You sighed in defeat. “Fine, but I get to take the tank too. You can go buy another, I’ll have to feed him anyway.” You growled.
Beth squealed happily and glomped you. “I knew you’d come through! Here, you’ll just have to hold him while I empty the tank. You don’t want to have to drive that home full!” she giggled.
You glanced at the grub and groaned. You were still very unsure about this. “You sure it isn’t going to bite me?” you asked as Beth shoved a towel into your arms.
She snatched the grub and quickly plopped him into the towel. “Not at all! You’ll probably be more full of holes than a cheese grater!” she sang.
You sighed and wrapped the damp grub in the towel. It let out an annoyed skree, which you chose to ignore. Beth skipped out of the room, the heavy tank somehow held in her hands.
You turned to your attention to the grub, who was glaring up at you. His solid purple eyes put you slightly on edge, but you found yourself instinctively holding him close, like a baby.
“Listen here, I’m your new owner, whether you like it or not, so keep your fangs to yourself, ok?” you demanded.
The grub scoffed and gave you a look that somehow made you feel inferior. Great, you were feeling inferior to a strange grub that had recently become your pet.
Maybe I should pick up a book about self-confidence… you mused as you unconsciously began to rock the grub that was held in your arms.