100 Word Stories - The End of Days - PSoH
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yellowhordeDisclaimer: I don’t own Petshop of Horrors and I make no money from this or any other fanfic I write.
Pairing: None
Category: General
Rating: PG
Warning: Aftermath of violence
Title: The End of Days
Author: yellowhorde
Notes: This was written for the LiveJournal community,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
drabbles100. Prompt #003 - 'Ends'
“Good evening, Mr. President.”
Roger Stanford whirled to face his visitor and reeled back in horror upon recognition. “How did you get in here?”
Count D smiled, but didn’t answer his question. “Your contract with the Kirin has expired.”
“H-How,” Roger’s throat clicked as he swallowed, “How much do I owe you?”
“The price had already been paid… in human blood.”
Roger’s knees buckled, spilling him to the floor. “The war with China… all those people who died… it was my fault.”
“Yes.”
He cried out wordlessly, covering his face with his hands.
“I only wanted us to be happy.”
THE END
Pairing: None
Category: General
Rating: PG
Warning: Aftermath of violence
Title: The End of Days
Author: yellowhorde
Notes: This was written for the LiveJournal community,
drabbles100. Prompt #003 - 'Ends'“Good evening, Mr. President.”
Roger Stanford whirled to face his visitor and reeled back in horror upon recognition. “How did you get in here?”
Count D smiled, but didn’t answer his question. “Your contract with the Kirin has expired.”
“H-How,” Roger’s throat clicked as he swallowed, “How much do I owe you?”
“The price had already been paid… in human blood.”
Roger’s knees buckled, spilling him to the floor. “The war with China… all those people who died… it was my fault.”
“Yes.”
He cried out wordlessly, covering his face with his hands.
“I only wanted us to be happy.”
THE END
