Badfic Manor

[ The Commodore sits in the library on the first floor, tinkering with his Blackberry, when suddenly the feed switches on and begins playing of its own accord. He shouts and rapidly starts pressing buttons, trying to get the thing to turn off--but it won't. And he's agonizingly forced to watch this pan out all over again. ]

( A thing that doesn't change with time is a memory of younger days... )

[ Then the screen goes black before switching to the live network, where he's being recorded staring intensely at the screen, his eyes a little shiny and jaw obviously clenched. He grumbles, "Disregard all of that," before pressing the home screen button. He's gripping the Blackberry so tight his knuckles are white, and the lump in his throat hasn't gone away.

Then he stands and throws the device as hard as he can onto his chair; it bounces and falls off the side. He considers leaving it there, but grabs it and stuffs it into his pocket before he walks out of the library. He sighs, wondering if anybody's got some kind of alcohol he can drown himself in. Perhaps some nice, kind soul will come to his rescue.

He scoffs; in this place? Hardly possible.

The Author has done some cruel things, but this? This beats even the child he was forced to...enjoy the pleasant company of with that redheaded buffoon. This is pure sadism. ]