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Dr. Josef Mengele has always been highly praised and admired for his work among the German scientists. It was because of his well done work that he was one of the head scientists working for the biggest concentration camp during World War II, Auschwitz. He did well for his first few months. None could dare compete against him, none could even follow the notes he scribbled down furiously when in the midst of a heated experiment.
Then he arrived.
He was well known as one of the youngest scientists to join the Nazi ranks, so many belittled him. Dr. Bernard Rieux was his name, and he was a cold-hearted doctor just like Mengele. It was perhaps this shared personality that brought them together so soon. After having been fed up with so many scientists unable to work alongside him properly, Mengele decided to see how Rieux would fare. Bernard understood his notes exactly and even added notes to it. Mengele was impressed, especially by how in sync their personalities were.
It didn't take long for the two to get along. They worked alongside each other during nearly every single experiment, and they slowly became known as a deadly duo. But as their joined reputation grew, their solo ones fell. Many scientists argued over which of the two was the best, and word soon spread to the two themselves. Who was the best? Surely it was...?
The two shrugged it off and pretended to not be fazed by such thoughts. Pretended. Each doctor pondered tirelessly who was the best and tried to reason that it was them. It began to slip into their work, and the two doctors slowly began their competition for dominance.

But as time unfolds and events began taking place in their separate lives, the two doctors find themselves involved in something more than a friendly competition.

 

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The pub wasn't quite busy today, understandable from the forming armies yet still empty enough to hold some melancholy to it. Or that might have been coming from the two Nazi scientists seated at the far corner of the room. One of them, a young man no older than twenty-seven, had his arms and legs crossed as he eyed his colleague. Few beer mugs littered their table, many empty. The young doctor was a bit hesitant to talk to his colleague, having heard of the predicament he had gotten into. He knew he would have drank himself silly had he been in his shoes, but there was a limit. I should stop him from getting too drunk, he thought over in his head for about the millionth time as he fingered his own mug rather nervously. He wasn't sure he really could talk to the other man, they were only acquaintances, nothing more. They were more interactive than they usually were to the scientists at work, but just because they could share a glass of beer didn't mean he could tell the other scientist when he's had enough.

 

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The other doctor gave a drunk mumble and held up a finger, signaling that he wanted another. god, he didn't get women at all. "mn.... gmme..... nther beer...." he drawled, looking up at Rieux with a sigh. "you lurk like shirt...." and with that, his head flopped back down to the table.

 

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A vein pulsed at the side of Dr. Rieux's head. "I think you've had enough, Dr. Mengele." he said formally, though there was some irritation in his tone. It might have very well been that burst of anger that got him to speak at all. Even in a drunk state was Mengele intimidating.

 

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"nur..... un mur...." he mumbled, barely lifting his head as the bartender came over with his drink. he hadn't had this much to drink in.... well, most of his life.... the next few days were going to be hell.

 

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As soon as the beer reached the table, the younger doctor reached over and swiped it from Mengele's grasp. "No more." he told the hesitant bartender and watched him retreat before looking at his colleague with a bemused expression.

 

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frowning, Mengele stood, only to stumble and fall on to the other man, holding his shirt tightly as if that alone would stop the room from spinning.

 

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Rieux moved the arm holding the mug farthest away from Mengele, but he didn't expect him to fall against him. Surprised, the younger doctor's grip on the mug wavered only a little, but was enough to earn himself a splatter of beer on his head. Feeling the cold liquid flatten his hair and drip down his face and the back of his neck, Rieux allowed himself an angry eye twitch and cursed under his breath.
He glanced down to yell at Mengele, his superior or not, but his words were cut short when he saw the man clinging to his vest. He pursed his lips. Intoxicated or not, he had never seen the fellow doctor so vulnerable. Or clingy.
"Come on, Dr. Mengele," Rieux sighed as he set the mug down to take a hold of his companion. "Let's get you home."

 

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let's take you home
frowning, the doctor shook his head furiously. his house was the last place he wanted to be right now. it just meant an awkward silence with his now ex-wife and his not-son. "n't der...." he mumbled, the alcohol floating off his breath in cloud form.

 

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Dr. Rieux wrinkled his nose in disgust and coughed at the cloud. He was going to protest had he not remembered the entire reason for their being here. "Umm..." This was awkward. Here he was, stuck with his drunk boss who was busy coping through his divorce. Seeing the obvious answer, Rieux sighed, "I've a spare room you can use."

 

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at this, the doctor nodded and did his best to stand up, only to wobble slightly. "L-l'ts gur" he mumbled, his drunk speach only getting worse.

 

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What have I gotten myself into? Rieux thought to himself as he half-dragged the doctor with him out of the bar.
The walk was long and silent, mainly because Bernard ignored all of Mengele's drunk babbles. As they walked through the architecture of the city, past the fountains and the enormous buildings, strolled by the propaganda posters for one to join the Nazi army, Rieux pondered his life. He always loved science, he loved how everything worked and wanted to know how. The mechanisms of life and space were all completely fascinating to him. How could they just work together? What was the purpose of a simple action like blinking or scratching? He wanted to know, so he became a scientist.
Embarrassing as it may be, it was because of Rieux's want for knowledge that he didn't make many friends or social connections in life. That's why he was surprised when the military offered him a job in the scientific ranks. Him? A Nazi scientist? He would get to further pursue his thirst for knowledge and help his country at the same time, so he gladly accepted.
Rieux flickered his brown eyes in Mengele's direction. He could remember his first day on the job. Many people didn't take him seriously due to his age, so he was always stuck just cleaning out the lab equipment and getting it ready for the next procedure. He thought he'd never get to do any real work when Mengele personally made him his assistant. Everyone was puzzled, all of them thought it was just a prank of the senior doctor, that he wouldn't last one hour. Now look at him, three years have passed and he and Mengele were an unstoppable duo.
And now he was dragging the man he owed it all to to his home, because he was drunk. Rieux's eye twitched as he saw his small one-story home come into view. This would be very awkward. Since he lived alone he never gave much consideration for cleaning after himself. There was nothing too horrible, just littered papers and unmade beds.

 

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not that cleanliness mattered really, by the time they reached his home, all the alcohol that Mengele had drank had finally reached his brain, making him so stumbling drunk that it was a miracle he could keep his feet on the ground instead of his face. "Mnnnfrrr tmrrrrsssss gnnnnr shtnk..." He tried to say, the words so slurred that it just sounded like a moan.

 

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The younger's blood turned to ice at the noise coming from Mengele's mouth. He wasn't used to hearing that sound, let alone from his superior. Yes, this would certainly be a long night.
"Here we are." grunted Bernard as he pulled Mengele into his house, struggling to keep him up while closing his door at the same time. The house was somewhat stiff with wooden floors. A radio stayed on the mantle above the fireplace with a table and two chairs overlooking it. A few steps forward led to a small round table with a dish still on it and a hastily cleaned kitchen. Rieux tried to ignore the embarrassed blush on his face as he led Mengele to the spare bedroom, which laid across his own bedroom. The two looked similar, too, albeit Rieux's bed not being made. The guest bedroom was like that of a hotel room, even with the chilly air.
Rieux walked to the bed and helped Mengele onto it. "Try to get some rest, sir." he said as he straightened back up and looked back to his room.

 

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mengele gave a small snore as he slept ontop of the bed, on top of the covers, and with his head not even touching the pillow