"Ludwig?" Feliciano Vargas clung to his partner's arm desperately. "Ludwig, can you tell me a bedtime story? Please? Please, I won't be able to sleep otherwise!"

"..." Ludwig sighed. "Nein, I still have paperwork to do. I'll come to bed later."

"Please? Please please please please please? If you don't then maybe I'll let slip to all the others about those silly magazines that you keep under the bed..."

"FINE!" Ludwig snapped, pushing Feli roughly off of him. The smaller man squeaked as he fell backwards onto the bed. "Just be quiet and listen to the story and then go to bed. Ja?"

"Yeah..." Feli said meekly, looking up at him patiently. Ludwig sighed.

"Once there was a little boy who liked to suck his thumbs. His mother asked him to stop but he wouldn't. So she cut off his thumbs, and now he has no thumbs."

Ludwig smiled darkly and turned off the light. "Good night."

The door shut gently. Feli lay awake for a bit, thinking.

"What the fuck was that?"