Thank you for the reviews Princess Rosalind of Underland, RWIW, Bubblelaureno, and RhaenaTargaryen

RhaenaTargaryen: "Poor Olyvar. And I love him so much more in this than I ever did in the show."

Thanks lol. Me too. And agree on the peanut butter lol but I picture them both being into lots of kinky stuff. And I thought it would be funny. And Tommen would definitely steal snacks. It's book canon that he's chubby after all. As for the gold plated bathtub, of course she would just have to have one.

RWIW: Well it's not just that. He's also ridiculously good looking and well groomed, which lets face it, most straight men aren't that pretty lol.

Princess Rosalind of Underland: People will find out this chapter! Thank you so much for commenting on these again even though you already commented when they were on ao3. That and RWIW comments are the only bright side to the whole losing my fics on ao3 thing.

"I have to go," Jaime complained as Cersei made a beeline for the bathroom door, knocking him aside.

She rolled her eyes as she entered the bathroom. "Then go. I'm just using the shower and it's not like I haven't seen it a million times before!"

"No. I mean I have to go...number two." Even being twins and sharing everything there were still just some things you didn't share.

"Well, you will have to wait or go to one of the other bathrooms. I'm in pain...down below."

He looked at her sheepishly "Sorry. I guess I got a bit carried-"

"Don't flatter yourself!"

He looked at her questioningly.

"I was fine after this morning. But then I took a bath. After leaving it started to feel like my whole nether regions were on fire," Cersei said.

"That's odd. Think it was your new bubble bath? Told you not to trust anything from Freys. They need to stick to meat pies."

"It must be," she replied, getting undressed.

"You should call and complain," he replied.

"I intend to."

"Hey, um I know this is a bad time to ask, but did the tub look clean when you got in?"

"I don't know. I guess? Why?"

"Just making sure I did a good job. I cleaned it myself. Scrubbed the whole thing with draino."

She was about to step into the shower, but instead stopped and turned around to look at him. "Wait. You washed the draino out with water after, right?"

Realization dawned in his eyes. "Shit! I remember what happened. I put the bleach in, scrubbed a bunch, and then Tyrion called. I took the-"

"I don't care to hear where you took the phone or the conversation! This must be why my crotch is on fire!"

"I'm sorry. I must have forgotten to come back and wash it away with water."

"Well, because of your stupidity my vagina and ass feel like wildfire!"

"Sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Call poison control!"

He dialed and put the cell on speaker as they were connected to poison control. They listened as poison control informed her that she should stand and wash out her inner areas with soap and water while standing.

"Want me to help?" Jaime asked once the call had ended.

"You've done enough. Just go!"

That's it for this fic. Please leave a comment with some feedback about what you liked, etc. It's getting really discouraging posting here when I have all of one person whose been commenting outside of my friends and people from reddit comment exchange threads. I don't know if it's just that most people already read these when they were on ao3 or if people don't like my writing or what.