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Alfred's Secret
by Pirate Turner
His fingers fly across the keyboard in these late night hours as he awaits his Master's return. The monitor's light gives off a soft glow in the Batcave and upon Alfred's knowing smile. He finishes his thought, then sits back, interlaces his fingers, and stretches his hands and arms out before him. He surveys his finished product and smiles satisfactorily before turning to post his story. If it's true that what is written comes to pass, his Master's lovelife should stop being so chaotic and be nothing but hot, steamy, and happy soon with Alfred's newfound hobby of fan fiction.
The End