She spared her prey the indignity of being seen in such a disgusting state—even with such relatively clean methods of disposal, there was only so much that could be done to make Shiver’s fetid fate less humiliating—and simply stood and flushed. Only afterwards did she turn to clean herself off, accounting for the absence of toilet paper by making use of a lovely lavender jacket that hadn’t gone down with her meal, before flushing again and sealing away the last stains of the newly-retired idol somewhere in the waste storage tank.



A year ago we got Suffer No Fools, six months ago I wrote a drabble based on it...and now there's some absolutely lovely art to go with that story, done by the wonderful  jellyrolls! Check 'em out if you haven't already, their work is absolutely stellar~

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