I'm bored and restless. In the beginning stages of another epic Cain/Glitch story but far too fussy to focus on that alone.
Bring on the requests! Same limits apply as last time: Cain/Glitch or Ambrose/Cain; please no deathfic (at least not perma-death), bloodplay, etc. I'm pretty vanilla in my abilities! Make requests in the comments and I'll do my best to give you something for your time.
Bring on the requests! Same limits apply as last time: Cain/Glitch or Ambrose/Cain; please no deathfic (at least not perma-death), bloodplay, etc. I'm pretty vanilla in my abilities! Make requests in the comments and I'll do my best to give you something for your time.
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Um, how about a conversation between Glitch and Cain where Cain talks about meeting him before when he was Ambrose.
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"Was I?" Glitch inquired, surprised.
Cain nodded absently as he looked up at the bare walls, noting the outline of where a framed portrait had once hung. "The Queen held an annual ceremony for all the promotions," he explained, remembering the day he received his silver star to replace the brass one. "You, or rather Ambrose, I suppose, stood at her side as she gave the formal speeches."
Glitch sighed wistfully. "I wish I could remember that. I bet you were very handsome."
"Looked pretty much the same as I do now," Cain shrugged modestly. "When the commissioner called our names, we stepped up to get our new badges." He looked sidelong at Glitch, squinting a bit to look for that same face from years before. "You were the one who pinned them on."
"Really?" Glitch grinned, delighted. "That must have been interesting, though I suppose I was more coordinated in those days."
"You did fine, Glitch," Cain smiled warmly. "I remember thinking you were so young, too young to be the advisor to the Queen herself. But I could see it in your eyes, for that brief moment we met. That level of genius I had no clue how to comprehend."
Glitch gave a fragile smile as he looked high up the wall. "Most brilliant man in all the universe, that Ambrose," he said sadly.
Cain bumped his shoulder against Glitch's. "You still are."
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