Dominator and Doom Bringer taking care of Mad Paradox? Thank you :3
“I don’t need anyone to take care of me, I’m the same age as you two.”
“Sure you are, little fella.” Doom Bringer leaned down and petted Paradox’s hair. The adult trapped in the body of a child just sighed and closed his eyes.
“Don’t do that.” He warned. But Doom just laughed and continued doing so.
“And why shouldn’t I?”
“Doom, behind you!” Dominator’s voice sounded from across the room, and Doom jumped to the side right in time to avoid a shard of broken time-space shooting in his direction, before it hit the wall and shattered.
“HOLY SHIT!”
“I told you not to pet me.” Paradox pulled his hood over his head and walked to the couch, curling up there, while Doom Bringer and Dominator watched him with wide eyes.
“Oi, do you think you can let us babysit you without trying to kill us?!”
“Hell no.” Was all Paradox said, staring straight ahead with his absent eyes.
Doom cracked his knuckles.
“So you’re gonna go down with a fight, huh? I think I can take that.” He smirked a little, not even noticing the look of disapproval Dominator gave him behind his back.
“Doom, I know this may be a first for you, but try using your brains instead of your muscles. He can easily corrupt time and space; he’s a walking time bomb, but he’s already detonated. The thing is, he can detonate over and over. So this is now a danger zone,” He pointed with his finger around the room. “All of this.”
But Doom just snorted and looked back at the little shit sitting on the couch, who was hugging his legs and had his lips pressed against his knees.
“Oi, Gremlin. Try shooting one more time-space particle at me and you’re grounded.” The musclehead smirked, but Paradox didn’t seem to be able to care less about the threat.
“Good. Then maybe I’ll do it so I won’t have to see your ugly face again. Maybe I’ll just go up to my room and stay there. Maybe I’ll go into a different dimension.” His gaze shifted over to Doom and sharpened. “Just try to stop me. You can’t do jack shit.”
“Just like you weren’t able to save Mommy?” Doom smirked and crossed his arms, leaning closer to the boy. He didn’t seem to care at all about having crossed the line, even knowing that he was going way too far.
“Doom, that’s cruel.” Dominator commented, still not having moved from his original spot. But the taste of victory was far greater than the guilt he felt over bringing up their deceased mother.
“What is it, Paradox? Don’t have anything to say to that?”
To his surprise, though, he found Paradox seemed to make, and maintain, eye contact.
“It’s not like I’m the only one here who failed at that.”
“Looks like he wins once again, Doom. Go up to your room now. He could’ve easily snapped, and you know it. You always have to put us in danger, in one way or another…” Dominator groaned and ran a hand through his hair.
“I’m not going up to my room! I’m not a child!” Doom barked at him, straightening back up, trying to think of a comeback. “I’m going to the lab instead!”
“As long as you behave.” The scientist closed his eyes. “I’ll stay here with Paradox for a while. Please don’t blow up the lab while I’m not there.”
“He’s gonna blow it up.”
“Paradox, you’re not helping.”
“Ugh! You don’t believe in me?!” Doom seemed deeply offended and stomped the ground in an almost childish manner, ironically enough. “I’ll prove to you that I can take care of myself just fine! Just wait and see!”
“I sure hope so. You’re in your twenties already.” Dominator said as the young man left, and a silence fell in the living room.
“…He’s gonna blow the place up, isn’t he?” Paradox asked, still sitting on the couch.
Dominator nodded.
“Oh, he most definitely is.”
(Mod Lusa is back! I’m not as in touch with the fandom as I used to be, but I’ll try to keep posting here. Sorry for my inactivity, everyone.
-Mod Lusa)












