"Good morning," a cheery human voice announced, the familiarity of it cutting through the grumpy haze of sleep the Lord Commander was floating in. The little warlord managed a barely audible grumble as he climbed onto one of the chairs, his eyes glaring blurrily across the table at nothing.

"What can I get you?" John asked, hands perched on his hips.

The human was too disgustingly happy for that time of day, the Lord Commander decided. If it had been ANYONE else, he'd have ordered their death immediately. But deep, deep down, the Greytrexian felt a curl of… feelings laying dormant within his dark heart. It was truly horrific. He was chosen by titans! He would not be weakened by one, admittedly handsome, human male.

"Are you too tired to decide?" the captain asked, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"A t-bone steak from a nearly extinct slothbeast. Raw and dripping with blood," the Lord Commander growled, aching to rip into something.

"A smoothie, and a plate of bacon & eggs, it is. I'll have to remember that you like your steaks… er, raw. Too bad. I throw a mean barbecue, if I do say so myself," the human insisted, turning away to finish preparing breakfast.

"Morning." Jack shuffled in, and took a seat next to LC. His eyes were barely open, despite having changed into a clean uniform.

"There's my grumpy little man," John said, setting a plate down in front of both Greytrexians. He leaned down to press a kiss to his lover's cheek, and then wandered off to finish making the smoothies.

His former captain's flirty nature was well know, but having that flirtation directed at his counterpart made the whole situation rather perplexing. "I thought you liked women. My John always did," the Lord Commander grumbled, biting into a piece of meat. Hmm… not bad.

"I do, but the universe is filled with lovelies of all shapes, sizes, and genders. How could I limit myself to just females?" John boasted.

The Lord Commander raised an eyebrow, and noted that his counterpart was glaring and gritting his teeth following that particular comment.

"Of course, now that I'm in a relationship with Jack, I have no reason to keep looking," the captain chuckled nervously, realizing his error.

The pilot rolled his eyes, but gave his lover a half smile. "Smart man."

"So, LC, what is our son like in your universe?" John asked, clearly desperate to change the subject.

The strange little nickname may have bothered him if the captain hadn't used it several times the night before — along with his own secret name. The Lord Dictator, indeed. Not with that clean-shaven Boy Scout look. But if he were to grow a little facial hair, and trade that horrid outfit for a military-style uniform… yes, he may be able to pass for a powerfully delicious warlord.

"Well?" the other Greytrexian said, drawing the Lord Commander's attention. This Jack was such a feisty little creature, very unlike the warlord's former naïve self.

"Ah, yes. Your son, The Gary. He is…" A persistent thorn in my side. An irritating fly that I long to destroy. The BANE of my existence, and the only one truly standing between me and my destiny! "He is endlessly optimistic, for a former prisoner," the Lord Commander finally said, swallowing his darker thoughts along with his coffee.

"You took him prisoner!" Jack shouted. Getting to his knees on the tall chair, he planted his hands on the tabletop, his golden gaze focused angrily on his evil counterpart.

"Of the Infinity Guard," the Lord Commander finished dryly.

"Why was he a prisoner of the Infinity Guard?" John asked, clearly confused.

The warlord smirked, taking another sip of his coffee. "According to my Intel, he destroyed 92 Imperium Cruisers, and a small, family-owned restaurant, trying to impress a girl he liked."

The captain laughed, slapping his knee in amusement. "Like father, like son!"

Jack sagged back down into his seat, cradling his head in his hands. "Yes, I agree. You're a shipwreck waiting to happen when you 'like' someone."

"It was worth it. In my defense, you didn't tell me you were a Greytrexian prince until after your bodyguards caught me sneaking into your room. I just thought you were a cute new ambassador I hadn't had a chance to meet," John shot back, grinning.

"You could have gotten booted out of the Infinity Guard. Your attempted break-in didn't help my case, either. It took several years to get my parents to agree that I could stay on Earth to train as a pilot. Good thing I have older siblings who are in line for the throne," Jack sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"You're a PRINCE?" shouted the Lord Commander, staring at the other Greytrexian in shock.

"Yeah. Prince Jaxxtrixxriiandraneek, actually. It's not that big of a deal," the pilot insisted, shrugging his shoulders.

The darker-skinned Greytrexian drew back, contemplating the new information. "I see. Another difference between our two realities. Maybe you will be some use to me, after all." A flash drew both Greytrexians from their thoughts. "Is that a camera bot?" both aliens asked, equally annoyed.

"Yes. You're just both so cute! Like twins," John attempted to explain, clutching the little red bot to his chest.

"Honestly, John," Jack sighed despondently. He was just about to slip out of his chair when the other Greytrexian grabbed him by the collar and dragged him close. A devilish smirk was the only warning he had before the self-proclaimed 'Lord Commander' sealed their lips together.


"Oh, Solarexxian, I can't believe we did THAT!" Jack groaned aloud, rolling onto his stomach to bury his face in his bare arms.

"I fail to see what the lady of the water has to do with what we did," LC purred, leaning back against the bigger, and equally naked, man behind him.

"Are you satisfied, Lord Commander?" John asked, raising a brow at their new lover.

"Oh, very," the warlord purred. "In fact, I think I'll keep you both."

"Lucky us," grumbled Jack, raising his head to glare at the wall in front of him.

"Promise not to try to destroy Gary or the Earth, and you can come home with us," John announced, cuddling the warlord close with the arm he had wrapped around his waist. He settled his free hand on his boyfriend's leg in an attempt to calm him.

"I suppose I could put off universal conquest… for now," LC agreed, content to enjoy his time in this reality that was both similar and strangely different at the same time.


(Bonus)

The little blonde boy stared up at the darker-skinned Greytrexian, his eyes wide with wonder. "Are you going to be my new daddy, too?"

"I am a powerful warlord from another universe. I have destroyed entire planets, enslaved millions, and brought the Infinity Guard to its knees," LC boasted, frowning down at the child. New daddy, indeed.

"Okay," the boy said, smiling brightly. "I'm a captain! That means I have to defeat you. Pew pew pew!"

"Are you trying to shoot me with your fingers?" LC asked, raising a brow in disbelief.

"They're guns. I shot you. Now I'm the powerful warlord!" Gary yelled, running off with his arms spread out, making plane noises.

"It's called make believe. You could at least TRY to play with him," Jack huffed, throwing his counterpart a deadpan look.

"Play? Very well. If he IS going to be a warlord, then he might as well have the proper training," LC purred, stalking off after the boy.

"Should we be worried?" Jack hissed at his boyfriend.

"Probably best to keep an eye on them. Our little warlord isn't quite tamed yet," the captain agreed.


Note: Hope you enjoyed this short little story. Solarexxian means "Lady of the Water." Yes, Jaxx is a prince, in this story, at least. I may explore the idea at a later time.