~A.N~
Hiiiiii! This is just a tiny, tiny fic about the closure Nikola got from Edison's death. It came from .Snape and mine's conversation. ;D She knows what I mean when I say ROFLLNWED ;D
Also, I had to do this due to my hatred for Edison! ;D
This was done in 10 minutes so excuse any mistakes :)
I OWN NOTHING!
The Demise of a Foe
It was a cold day of October, the year was 1931. A figure dressed in black stood in a cemetery in New Jersey.
"Well Eddie, I guess you lost," Nikola Tesla said as he stood over the grave of Thomas Edison and smirked.
"It doesn't even matter that you cheated your way into the limelight anymore. I never wanted fame anyway. What does matter is that I still get to unearth new discoveries, dream up wonderful inventions and live my life, while you are buried three feet under a pile of dirt. Look who's still standing."
He stood staring at the grave, the anger in his mind clearing.
"Well, good-bye and farewell and all that..." He started to walk off. "Oh wait, one more thing..."
Nikola reached into his jacket pocket and placed a large broken light bulb next to the headstone.
"Just for good measure old boy." He smiled fondly as he walked off, back into his life that would surely continue for many more glorious years to come.
~A.N~
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