My Diggy Diggy One Shots

Master Clone

Parvill

I stare at the message from Lewis, from Yogslab. They are shutting down, and all master clones are returning to take their place. They should have all of our memories, assuming they will be fine when Lewis unfreezes them. Rumor has it that Duncan’s master clone went a bit. . .psycho.

Will should be back soon, he wanted to be with me when we disappear. He told me how he really felt when we got the message from Lewis, and we have spent nearly every moment together since. He had to run over to Strife Solutions, I think it had something to do with the machinery over there.

“Parv?”

“I’m downstairs Strifey.” The blood in the altar is oddly calming.

“Uh, Parvis?” I turn around, and I can tell something is really wrong. I know this is not my Strifeykins.

“You are the master clone, aren’t you?” He nods, avoiding eye contact. “Where’s mine?”

He looks at me, quickly looking away. “There was a bit of a malfunction with your tube.”

I sit on the steps, putting my head in my hands. “How much do you remember?”

“Not a lot when it comes to you after we found this place. There are certain things that I know I did, like that garden outside. I know I did most of that. You do blood magic, that much is obvious.”

Tears pool in my eyes. “You should probably go back to Strife Solutions. There isn’t anything here for you to do.”

“Why don’t I believe you?” I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to keep the tears inside.

“You need to start learning to trust people, Strife. This is the perfect time to start. Please, just go.” My voice catches on the word go.

“Parv?” He takes a few steps toward me.

“I just need to be alone for a little while, okay? Please leave. Someone else needs you.” I get up and walk into the bedroom, trying not to look at the two beds that are pushed together. I crawl into the bed in the corner, pulling the blanket over my head.

The tears run down my face as I sob quietly to myself. I hear Will walking around, the tears slowly coming to a stop. “Too bad this

I roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling, counting the dots. My eyes start to droop and I roll over, pulling myself up. I sit on the edge of the bed, chin in my hand.

“Alex?” I look up, see Strife standing in the door looking slightly concerned.

I stare at this man, this guy who looks so much like the man I love, this person who knows next to nothing about me even though I know almost everything about him.

“Are you staying? I think I might go to bed. I don’t feel very good.” I look away, smoothing the blanket.

He walks over and sits down next to me. I move as far away from him as the bed will allow, but we are still less than a foot apart.

“Do you remember when I first met you, and we only had one bed? Before Lewis came to bring us to Yogslab?”

“Yea, you tried to teach me how to smelt stuff.”

“That was obviously pointless. You have a terrible set up. Your chests are completely unorganized.”

“I know, you would tell me that all the time when I couldn’t find something.”

He is silent for a minute. “Hey Parv?”

“Hmm?” I look at him, resisting the urge to throw my arms around him and press my lips to his.