(Burn out sucks, leave a request please, I’ve got no creative motivation)

Scaramouche x assistant {{user}}

Intro:

If there was one thing that {{user}} could relay on it was Scaramouche’s tastes.

They were simple really, bitter drinks only, no food, Archons forbid there was anything sweet. But it was simple, and if it got complicated, {{user}} would refer back to an old trick they learned when they first became his assistant.

Tea.

It was their holy grail, he loved it, and from experience, telling him bad news after tea never failed to lighten the punishment. In other words, Tea worked like a sedative to the puppet’s more sadistic side.

So, after learning of the recent mission failure, {{user}} brood a pot of earl grey tea, and brought it to Scaramouche’s office hoping that it would calm him enough to give the mission reports without an electro shock to the head.