Haven't drawn  RustySauce's Dr. Malamute since August 2019, so I figured I'd draw a few pics of my favorite fat supervillain.

Landing near Mt Malamute's main entrance, Draco folds his wings against his back and walks up to the door. Reaching for the doorbell, he stops and sees a sticky note under the button. Don't ring the bell, please knock. -Ostrobot. "Must be broken." Draco shrugs and knocks on the steel door. Whooshing open, Draco steps inside. "Hey Malamute, I got your me-." Draco calls out but gets cut off by a cold metal hand. Draco immediately recognizes the owner being Ostrobot.

"Shh." Ostrobot shushes him, closing the door and bringing Draco to the side. Removing his hand away, he quietly talks. "He didn't send you the invite, I did."

"What, why did you do that? Another thing, why are we whispering?" Draco asks.

"Well the Doc is a dog, and they can hear things very well. Speaking of the devil, he hasn't been himself since you left." Ostrobot answers.

"What do mean he hasn't been himself lately?" Draco asks confused.

"I mean no super evil plans, no evil gadgets, and set the kitchen on fire, nothing to do with evil and I think it's because of you."

"Me, what did I do?" Draco defends himself.

"I don't know what you did to the Doc the last time you were here, but you better fix it!" Ostrobot angerly answers.

"Okay, I'll talk to him."

"Follow me." Ostrobot walks down the corridor with Draco tailing behind him, eventually stopping in front of a steel door. "He's in there, the rec room." Ostrobot pushes a button and the door whooshes open. "Hey Doc, there's someone here to see you." Pushing Draco into the room, Ostrobot closes the door. The room contains a pool table, pinball machine, arcade video game, mini bar, dartboard and a big screen tv with a set of furniture. Malamute is sitting in a lone chair, watching a rerun of BattleBots. Taking a deep breath and walks up until he's a few feet behind the sitting supervillian.

"Hi Doc, long time no see." No response. "I said, long time no see." Draco walks around to the side to see Malamute's blood shot eyes are staring at the screen, almost in a hypnotic gaze. "Oh, thought you were giving the silent treatment for a moment." Waving his hand in front of the Doc's face, the eyes are still fixed on the screen. Looking for the remote, Draco sees it's clutched in Malamutes opposite hand. "Okay, I think you had enough tv for a while big guy." Draco reaches for the remote but can't reach it. Placing his other hand on Malamutes belly, it sinks into the fluffy fat. Draco looks at the white mass surrounding his arm. "Oh, almost forgot how soft you are." Suddenly the tv shuts off, Draco looks to see the remote getting set aside. Malamute's hand slowly moves towards Draco's sunken arm and gently grips it. Gulping, Draco looks up at the Doc's face to see it slowly lowers itself to see the source of pressure on his belly.

"D-Draco?" Malamute utters, still his eyes are in the hypnotic gaze as before.

"Yeah, it's me Doc." Draco smiles.

"Draco?" Malamute's eyes blink once, then twice.

"Yes, it's really me." Draco answers. Malamute blinks several times as his eyes look normal.

"Draco!" Lifting Draco in the air, Malamute twirls the neo-dragon around the room.

"Yes yes, I'm really here!"

Malamute stops twirling, sits down on the ground and hugs Draco tightly. Draco couldn't help but hug him back. "I'm so happy that to see you!"

"Happy to see you too big guy." Malamute stops hugging and has Draco sitting on his belly.

"But what are you doing here?" Malamute asks.

"Well Ostrobot sent me." Draco answers.

"Really." Malamute angerly looks up in frustration. "I'll take care of that bird brain, for interfering with my personal problems, later." His mood changes to happy again. "Anyway, wanna play a game?"

"Uh sure, what'll it be?"

"Well look around my boy, chose your poison."


Draco belongs to me.

Dr. Malamute belongs to  RustySauce.