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Tired of this game, Butcher slammed his other palm on the countertop. The Supe cowered into his fist as if it might save them. Butcher repeated, "Our fucking location!" The Supe covered their head and reverted to the pleading nonsense. Butcher said, "Cut the fuckin' waterworks and tell me what I need to know, or I squeeze 'til you pop like a fuckin' daisy." Butcher tightened his grip - enough to get his threat across and make them really think about the next words out of their mouth. "I don't know what you're talking about," the small bastard sobbed amidst their gasps, futile tears falling behind their shield of arms. "I don't know what- what Vought is or what you want from me! I'm nobody! I just want- wanted food. I don't know who you are, o- or your friends! I don't know anything! Please, PLEASE, I'm telling the truth!" Butcher respected their commitment. And the sell. Butcher pulled away, leering at them down his nose. "Alright, then," he said, encouraging the tiny Supe to peek up at him between their arms with the smallest amount of hope. Brandishing his signature smirk, Butcher began to squeeze.

Fics like A Little Mouse Told Me...

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