I don't really know why I wrote this, except that at some point a few weeks ago when I was writing an essay on caudillos somehow it got mixed up with Plaude as I was talking to
visiblemarket and I got thinking that Arthur would be a great caudillo and this happened. So it's all her fault. :) I've never written Alternate Reality fic before. I suppose you could
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“We always got the short straw, didn’t we?” Peter said.
“That we did.”
Always! In whatever universe we put them, jeez! It's like they ask for it, honestly. ;)
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*head desk* Okay. I officially don't have time, but you already got a bunny going in my brain, so now there's no escape. I suppose I could write a small epilogue. i would like to get something even slightly happy out of this, because honestly I came out of this thing feeling depressed.
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“Pete.”
A crooked laugh twitched on Peter’s mouth.
“You’re the only one who calls me that.”
His eyes shone as he gazed at Claude, who braved a smile he didn’t feel.
“Something to remember me by.”
Arrrgh, my heart. Hurts so good.
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