I wanted to write a story that had Nervous Subject as the son of the Grim Reaper. I also wanted to give him a dark side.
This is the result. It's only a short one-shot.
Warning: There will be blood.
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All Nervous Subject wanted was a family.
His life with Loki and Circe Beaker hadn't worked out quite the way he'd planned. They'd been willing to take this abandoned kid they'd picked up in a graveyard into their house. They were willing to share their controversial paranormal experiments with him. He'd returned the favor by caring for them and helping them with their experiments.
They'd shielded him from the prying eyes and rumor mill of Strangetown.
They even went so far as to make him a member of their family in an unprecedented three-way marriage.
But they had a little trouble making the sort of commitment Nervous needed.
Their meeting with his father was almost a disaster. Nervous had sensed their reluctance when he brought out his special phone to plan a meeting. Nervous tried to tell himself that they'd get over it. They were just worried they wouldn't live up to his father's standards, which, considering who Nervous's father was, would be a reasonable reaction.
But not two seconds after he finished the call, he turned around and saw them practically falling over each other to get to the door.
At that point, Nervous got nervous. They couldn't possibly be trying to leave, not after all they'd been through together. Did they not promise to honor each other, for better or for worse? In sickness and in health?
'Til death did they part?
He crept toward them, feeling his heart splinter like the handle of the old axe he dragged behind him.
It turned out they were anxious about meeting Nervous's father. Nervous then arranged for them to meet him a little early so they'd have nothing to be afraid of.
Nervous had almost finished mopping up the blood by the time his father arrived.
He was determined to have his family stay together forever.
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