When he head about 'Caitlyn' and 'Sam', he took it with a good-natured smile. None of them had been themselves, then. When Harley mentioned the Joker, or Spike, he was sympathetic and held her close. On the beach in summer, or in a bar out for a night on the town, he didn't worry, because Harley didn't seem to give anyone else a second glance. Then one day she coaxed him into the nexus, where they wandered and chatted with people for a while, until beside him Harley gave a little gasp. He followed her line of sight to a blonde man with the most incredible cheekbones Rat had ever seen. Harley bit her lip, and looked back at him, and apologized. She had to check. He didn't know her at all, just another alternate, but Markus watched them talk. He was blonde, and youthful, and clean, with a full head of hair and cover model features. Spike would never age, never see a wrinkle in the mirror or lose his hair, and his physique was perfectly and naturally toned. Even when she came back to his side, held his hand, and kissed him, Markus felt a little worm gnawing at his heart.
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Then one day she coaxed him into the nexus, where they wandered and chatted with people for a while, until beside him Harley gave a little gasp. He followed her line of sight to a blonde man with the most incredible cheekbones Rat had ever seen. Harley bit her lip, and looked back at him, and apologized. She had to check. He didn't know her at all, just another alternate, but Markus watched them talk.
He was blonde, and youthful, and clean, with a full head of hair and cover model features. Spike would never age, never see a wrinkle in the mirror or lose his hair, and his physique was perfectly and naturally toned. Even when she came back to his side, held his hand, and kissed him, Markus felt a little worm gnawing at his heart.