Awaiting Disaster

It had been a long time since he had felt such a comforting embrace.

Pegasus smiled and sipped a martini tastefully. "The only person I can count on to make it right is myself." He sighed, basking in his narcissism.

Laughing delightfully, he flipped a page of his comic book, thinking that there could be no pleasure better than this.

He couldn't have been more wrong.

As soon as he heard the gentle humming, Pegasus threw the martini glass to the floor and dropped his precious comic book into the broken shards of glass. He knew this call, for he had heard it many times before.

Smacking himself on his forehead he screamed in a primal rage, "How could I have been so moronic! I met you in Malik's house, and yet I ignored you for an eternity!"

Quickly, he ran out of his home and into the street, crawling and toiling his way across the desolate city of Domino. He took a short break for pizza. Finally, he arrived at his destination, short of breath and covered in dirt from the windswept wasteland.

There, it waited for him, pages and pages of anticipation pouring from its awaiting orifice.

The fax machine.

"My darling!" Pegasus cried and ran to embrace his electronic love. It was already printing page after page for him, begging him to touch it, to feel it from the inside.

"No faxy-boy, I won't do that… that will hurt you…" He murmured, concerned for the safety of his fax machine.

It protested, whining that it would not be hurt, that love was more important. Pegasus sighed but could only agree.

With great resolution, he embraced his newfound love and placed his delicate hands within the fax machine, shivering with delight as the machine gently buzzed and printed more sheets of anticipation.

Pegasus could resist no longer, it was just too much to bear! Freeing himself from the confines of his clothing, he embraced the machine again, touching the warm plastic.

"Oh.. oh faxy…" He murmured, loving the pet name he had given his love already. His love continued to hum and print eagerly.

Suddenly Yami Malik walked into his own house! "What the fuck is going on!" He yelled (that's how he lets people know he's home,) noticing that the fax machine next to the microwave was just fine, but that the fax machine next to the stove was far from fine!

Pegasus was determined not to let anything come between the magical love he had just found, and he guarded his precious fax machine with his bare body. "Mmm… faxy… faxy!"

"Pegasus! No! Not the fax machine next to the stove!" Yami Malik's eyes widened in horror and he tackled the silver haired man, throwing him to the ground in one fell swoop.

But even he could not repair the damage, for the fax machine had already done its job. Somewhere far away, some poor bastard would receive that fax…