The first, and second, arcs of the slave fic are all written! I'll be posting a new chapter of Master and Slave on Sunday. :)
I'm afraid Alfred didn't like being a baby. Nor did Bruce like having to look after him...
Bruce was going to kill someone. Slowly. Painfully. Alfred had been turned into a baby, and no one could reverse the spell. Thankfully, he had found Clark, who helped a lot, but... he was still going to kill the next person who walked into the room. It wasn't his fault! He didn't know how to wash dishes, he'd never had to know! Bruce growled. The door opened. Clark walked in. Bruce lunged for him. Yes, he was sticking by his earlier words. He wasn't quite sure how, exactly, he was going to kill Clark with soap suds, but he was sure he'd find a way.
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The first, and second, arcs of the slave fic are all written! I'll be posting a new chapter of Master and Slave on Sunday. :)
I'm afraid Alfred didn't like being a baby. Nor did Bruce like having to look after him...
Bruce was going to kill someone. Slowly. Painfully. Alfred had been turned into a baby, and no one could reverse the spell. Thankfully, he had found Clark, who helped a lot, but... he was still going to kill the next person who walked into the room. It wasn't his fault! He didn't know how to wash dishes, he'd never had to know! Bruce growled. The door opened. Clark walked in. Bruce lunged for him. Yes, he was sticking by his earlier words. He wasn't quite sure how, exactly, he was going to kill Clark with soap suds, but he was sure he'd find a way.