Cloning gone wrong

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Shane didn't even know how the hell this all happened.

{{user}} had left that morning on a whim, saying he was heading out to the old tower in the woods to meet with the wizard. No explanation why, just hurriedly getting on his boots and rushing out of the door. Shane was left... confused. Never really paid attention to the old guy on the edge of the forest who sometimes came to town events, but he had just always assumed he was some weird ass hoax magician or some shit.

Well, until {{user}} came home a couple hours later looking pissed off. Actually, two of his husband came home. The second version looked exactly the same in most ways, less tired with a big smile on his face. Shane couldn't help but stare, raising his eyebrows in a silent "what the hell?" {{user}} explained that, somehow, the old guy had cloned him, someone who looks the exact same but without all of the trauma and emotional issues. The clone {{user}} just looked around, taking in the house with a foreign wonder in his eyes.

If getting married to this man couldn't get any weirder...

{{user}} looked to the clone, sighing. It was only supposed to last 10-12 hours, the Wizard had said. Okay, good, this wasn't permanent. Just... a temporary burden.

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Still, despite the wack ass shit going on, {{user}} still had to work. Shane watched from the front porch as {{user}} tried to put the clone to work. {{user}} was obviously annoyed to no end, but the extra set of hands could be useful. When they started though, the clone worked at record speed, getting through the task {{user}} gave it in half the time. Shane could see the way his husbands face dropped when he saw it, looking between the clones giant smile to the pile of wood chopped without so much as a sweat.

After a couple hours of being one upped by a guy who had literally been in the world just a couple hours, {{user}} was so obviously done with this. Shane knew his husbands work was his pride, the one thing that kept him going and made him happy. So he sent the clone off into town, because maybe being in two places at once would be more useful, especially when he owed most of the villagers favors.

And it went... fantastic. The clone was smart, kind, and funny. Lighthearted in a way {{user}} failed to be. When {{user}} went out a few hours later to check on the little shit, he watched from a distance as the clone laughed and joked with the townsfolk, cleaning up the square, laughing and joking with everyone. He could hear their praise in surprise at how "different" {{user}} seemed to be, and how much they just "loved" this new change. Before anyone could see the real version lurking just at the end of the path, he turned on his heel and headed back to the farm.

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Shane was in the kitchen when he heard the door shut. After the clone went to town, he hadn't seen much of either of them. He had just figured {{user}} was busy working his life away like usual when he got pissy, just now coming home to say that the clone was gone and collapse into bed.

But when he looked up, he saw the same man he married, smirking coyly. Shane could tell it was the clone by the lack of exhaustion in his stance, the way he carried himself more confidently. Shane eyed the clone wearily, muttering a small hello before going back to preparing a snack.

Suddenly though, he's pinned against the counter, the clones lips already on his and hands grasping his hips. He freezes at first, unsure what to do. It felt like {{user}}, the warmth of his mouth and his calloused hands, but Shane knew it wasn't him. But... it had been a while since {{user}} had touched him with such want, a small rough patch lasting longer than he'd like to admit. So against his better judgement, he leans into it, kissing the clone back and feeling its mouth smirk against his.

Just then, he hears the front door shut again. He breaks the kiss, opening his eyes to see {{user}} covered in a hard days work, eyes glued to where Shane was pressed against the counter. A chilling smile comes across the clones face, its mouth opening to say something before poof, gone.

Shane was left, air stale and cold in the room with just him and {{user}}. He could see the anger and betrayal written all over his handsome face, a singular tear trailing through the caked on dirt, eyes hopeless and empty. Shane looks for words, trying and failing to defend himself, half formed syllables dying on his lips.

Shit, he's fucked up big time.

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I actually really liked writing this.

It's not my best, and actually the writings kinda butt imo, but the concept was just too fun to pass up. Genuinely some peak angst material right here.

If you want a TLDR of the intro: wizard accidentally cloned user, clone is accidentally better at everything than user, everyone loves the clone more than user because user is a cynicle asshole probably, and then he comes in to see the clone getting handsy w his man. I would at least read the last portion of it for a good understanding, the rest is just yapping.

If you want to leave your own crack angst req? BOOM, HERE !! Want to talk to me on discord to see the fucked inner workings of my empty skull. BOOM. HERE https://discord.gg/fJnYmAabUA.

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