Tobias and Dragomir's Super Fun Time Adventures!

Three days later, Tobias was feeling much better. He pulled off his pajamas, looking forward to the new day; perhaps could harass his employees, maybe even short-change some kids.

However, Dragomir ruined those thoughts when he attacked Tobias from behind.

"Master, you're feeling better~!"

"Get off of me!" he screamed, struggling. "I'm getting dressed, you imbecile!"

Dragomir groped him.

"That's why I'm doing this~"

He resisted the urge to punch Dragomir.

"DO you not understand the concept of getting dressed, is that it?"

He just chuckled.

"I simply enjoy harassing you."

"I should fire you," he growled, reaching to button his shirt.

"I'll never leave, Master~" He replied stubbornly.

He smiled.

"Then you're fired. No more blood and no more pay."

He sighed.

"I suppose I'll have to kill the members of the circus for food, then."

"What?!" he exclaimed. "You don't kill me!"

"Yes, but if I can't have you, then I won't be satisfied unless I kill. You're special~" He cooed.

He groaned.

"So I'm not allowed to date someone for the rest of my life. Ever."

He looked hurt.

"But Master, you have me! Why would you need anyone else?"

He smiled.

"What if I meet a pretty girl?" It was a lie, of course; he had always been a misanthrope. But if Dragomir didn't know that, it was his own fault.

"I'll kill her." He said, pouting childishly.

"Then I can't have children. Thanks."

Dragomir crossed his arms.

"I don't mind."

"What if I do?" he snapped. "You're just going to control me, like the disgustingly selfish bastard your are?"

He nodded happily.

"Yes."

He smacked his hands.

"Whatever. Let me get dressed."

Dragomir sighed and let go of him, though he stood close by anyway.

"Yes, Master."

"Grab the tie on my bed," he ordered, pulling on a pair of shorts.

He groped Tobias's butt before he did as he was told. He held out the tie, smiling happily.

Tobias whipped him with it before buttoning his shirt and fastening it around his neck.

"Dumbass."