Stripped of All Dignity: The Chronicles of An Abused Shirt

by faeriesonflowers

Jason is well know throughout Atlantis for taking his shirt off at any point he can. However, we don't always see the repercussions of his actions. This epic saga follows the tale of Jason's shirt and his quest to no longer be redundant.

1. Chapter 1

I lay there, crumpled on the ground. Used and abused. I watched Jason walk away, his nipples casting a shadow upon the ground, his collarbone glistening in the sun. This is the third time today that this has happened.
Jason, please stop.
I have been loyal for so long, covering you from the blistering sun, but giving enough room for your rippling biceps to move freely. Yet, you remove me and toss me aside continually.
No shirt should be treat this way.

I lay there for some time longer, waiting to be picked up. Normally Pythagoras finds me. He treats me better than Jason does. He washes me and folds me and puts me away. Sometimes he sniffs me and takes me to his private room, but that's ok. He shows me nothing but kindness.

Unlike Jason. His abuse of me brings me to tears, or as close to tears as it's possible for cloth to be. I just wish Jason loved me.
Oh, woe is me. My life is so miserable. Unloved and not used for the job I was designed to do. As I lay there is self pity, I was picked up! Pythagoras, is that you? I thought. Indeed it was. He took me back to the house and washed me, whereafter he placed me upon Jason's bed.
I sighed. I guess it's time for the cycle to happen all over again, I thought.
I was about to sleep, Jason burst through the door, grabbed me and ran out.

To be continued...