Doctor Strange, Doctor Palmer and the Cloak of Levitation

by TapTapAlways

Doctor Strange settles into the New York Sanctum, accompanied by the boa constrictor which is his new cloak. Aside from saving the Earth, Stephen finds himself with a lot of unfinished affairs with Christine, not to mention the desire to settle them and make it right. A slowburn Baby Strange story with a twist.

18. Everything You Can Do Cloak Can DoBetter

This chapter is because, well, we need more cloak. We always need more cloak, really.

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The cloak sighed internally. Sometimes it wished its cloth could truly sigh. Oh, its foolish young mortal, so proud and yet so very, very young and ignorant. It had good hope it could help him with that, given time - and it certainly had time, sometimes it thought too much - but for now, it just had to help solve this problem.

It swished around - quite patiently, it thought, for the circumstances - while its mortal showed all his snark and worrying the younger sorceress, somewhat rudely and unnecessarily, according to the cloak.

It supposed it was also worrying the not-any-more sorcerer who left them, but while the Cloak liked the can-walk-now man, it supposed it felt more like a bit of justice in that case. After all it liked the snark of the mortal it had chosen as its wearer.

As long, that was, as the sorcerer would in fact help, after he was done being snarky.

So the cloak swished around, watching, fairly confident that its sorcerer would be helpful in the end (it was, in fact, proud of him, just as it was even prouder of the young novice for her compassion. They made a good team. All three of them) but keeping an eye out just in case it needed to drop something heavy on its human's head.

As it turned out, this wasn't needed. In fact, the mortal made the cloak proud and glad by calling on it himself, asking for its help, like the cloak always knew he needed. It was a good team effort, in the end.