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Summary
Pete waits until they are seated before he speaks again.
“So what do you think is really going on?”
Vegas sighs. It’s not directed at Pete, never at Pete. He’s just as lost as his partner, and he doesn’t like that. He never likes not having control over the situation.
“Are you asking if I really think that underground chemist really made something that can revive the dead?”
It’s Pete’s turn to sigh as he mixes his food on his plate.
He takes a bite, thinking, and Vegas watches for his reaction. He knows he’s a good cook, but it’s a particular point of pride for him to feed Pete. After all, it was why his pet came crawling back to him. No one else could feed him, he had said. Only Vegas.
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I had this messed up idea a while back of Vegas keeping Zombie Pete like a pet.Please mind the tags.
Series
- Part 7 of Darcy's Angst Fics