A Servant's Love
"I just, I just sometimes wish he would take the time to thank me." Wormtail admitted with a small sob. Kabuto nodded – well did he know the pain of spending weeks taking care of all the tiny details, only to have his lord and master claim all the credit for the flawless evil plan.
Orochimaru and Voldemort were a few rooms down, shouting at their snakes to stop flirting with each other. Their henchmen had been given the evening off, and were spending it out on the patio.
"I mean, it's not easy taking care of such high maintenance people." Kabuto said. "I would gladly sacrifice my life for Orochimaru-sama, but when that damned Hokage cursed his arms, I had to help him shower, and use the bathroom for ages. I saw things I really did not want to see." He added.
"You think that's bad?" Wormtail snorted. "I had to take care of the Dark Lord whilst he was in baby form, and I had to burp him. And He-Who-Must-Not-Named kept throwing up on my favourite shirts! Eventually I gave up wearing shirts altogether, he just kept soiling them."
"And did you get a word of thanks for all your hard work once he regained his form?" Kabuto asked bitterly.
"No, he made me cut my own hand off and give him my wand." Wormtail was in tears at the point. "But he gave me a silver hand in return. That shows he cares, doesn't it? I mean, it's much better than my old one, even if it does stick to my face in the cold."
"Hah, I wish Orochimaru-sama would give me a silver hand." Kabuto scowled. "He's always doing experiments on me, and cutting important bits of me off, 'just to see what happens'." Wormtail looked at him, shocked. "Oh, I get better," Kabuto re-assured him, "but it's still really painful."
"I love the Dark Lord, really I do," Wormtail said with all the fanatic loyalism an evil overlord could want, "but sometimes, just sometimes, I want to feel a little human, appreciated. Sometimes, well, sometimes I like to feel worshipped too." He said.
"I know exactly how you feel." Kabuto said, and poured them both some wine. "And I think I have the perfect solution."
The next morning neither of them could meet the other's eyes, and hurried off to their respective Lords, to assure them that they still loved them with all their hearts.
Needless to say, neither of the evil masters paid much attention to them. And everything was back as it should be.
