Summary: Arthur reaches for the tube of toothpaste and his toothbrush; glances at his reflection in the mirror. Same routine, different day, he thinks to himself. At least Alfred's not doing any crazy stunts today. God knows what kind of damage he might inflict - on himself and the people around him. Arthur regrets ever thinking it, but not as much as he wishes he hadn't put his toothbrush in his mouth.All Rights Reserved