Lines From Stephen x Clea Fanfics I May Never Write (Out of Context) Post 206:
Stephen: We'll figure out a way to get back my mantle, Clea. For now, we just have to lay low.
Clea: True. But there are things we can do in the meantime.
(He sees Clea giving him a mischievous grin, and instantly knows what she's implying. He laughs, bemused.)
Clea: Doom can sense your every move now that he has a piece of your soul. It stands to reason he can also feel any intense emotions you might feel, too.
Stephen: Honey, be reasonable. Just because you want to spite Victor, you think we should go upstairs and have sex over and over and over...and I'm saying no to this why!? Let's go!
(He grabs hold of her hand and they head for their bedroom. Clea is giggling the whole way.)
(Cut to Latveria the following morning. Valeria has spent the night in Doomstadt and is waiting for Victor to join her for breakfast. He walks in looking tired and grumpy. Well, grumpier than usual for Victor von Doom, which is saying something.)
Valeria: You look awful, Uncle Doom! Did you not sleep well?
Doom: No. But be rest assured, Valeria, Doom shall get even with those accursed Stranges!
(Valeria decides to not ask her Godfather questions as he sits down to have breakfast with her.)