By: Anime Blob
A/N: I wanted to write a fanfiction for my best friend that surrounded around the pairing of Burns/Smithers from The Simpsons. The result was this little story that's before you. I hope she, and the rest of you readers, like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Simpsons.
"Sir! Wake up!"
His eyes opened, his imaginary world shattering for a moment. The dim moonlight shone through his big, dark window. The white light curved around a figure in the room. Once his vision became clear, the old man immediately recognized the face.
"Smithers!" yelled Mr. Burns as he slapped his assistant's hand away. "What the hell are you doing, waking me up like this? Do you have any idea what time it is?"
Glancing over at the flickering clock, he noticed that the time was ungodly. It was the time when the young crowds were all out at bars, screaming about how much they were wasted. Biting his lip, Smithers quietly responded, "But, sir... I heard you crying in your sleep." He eyed Burns with a look of worry in his eyes. "Did you have a nightmare?"
Fumbling with his hands in his bed, Burns replied as he looked down, "I suppose so, Smithers..."
Looking down at his feet, the assistant asked sheepishly, "Sir... Would you mind if I spend the rest of the night with you? I want to make sure that you'll be OK..."
Before Burns could answer, Smithers slowly crawled into bed next to him. Curling up with him, the boss found comfort in this; a wonderful, light warmth surrounding the heart. He didn't know what emotion this was, since he had never had a feeling like this before. However, before he had time to dwell on the matter, Burns quickly fell into a heavenly sleep, completely dream free.
FIN