Alright, here's a Once fic with Jefferson and Whale/Frankenstein. Enjoy, dearies.

Jefferson walked into the dorm rec room just in time to see Charlie Whale faceplant onto the couch. Jefferson looked at the blond for a moment, a bit confused, before taking a seat in a nearby chair. He saw Charlie flinch a little bit, but he mostly did nothing.

"Wow, Charlie, did you take too much NyQuil or something?"

"No…" he replied, sort of depressed-sounding voice muffled by the couch. "I found something out, though."

"You're gay!" guessed Jefferson, attempted to get a laugh from the sad teen.

"Ha," he heard Charlie say. "No…as it turns out, my name's not Charlie Whale."

Jefferson felt his head tilt to the side. Huh? Wait…his parents must have adopted him or something!

"So…you're adopted?"

"Yup."

"And your parents decided to tell you as soon as Wal-Mart wants us to get into the Christmas spirit?"

"Yup."

Jefferson moved to sit on the floor near…well, he wasn't Charlie any more.

"So, what is your name?"

"Apparently, it's Victor Frankenstein," the blond said.

Jefferson thought on that for a moment. "Well, then. Now I can say I have a German friend."

'Victor' chuckled and sat up. "Yeah. And one who's having a bit of an emotional crisis at the moment."

Jefferson looked up at his friend to see his large-ish blue eyes watering. That was not good at all. The boy sitting on the couch never cried. He only smiled. So there went Jefferson's concern switch and he hopped up onto the couch to sit next to his friend.

"Ch…Victor…Are you...?"

"No," said Victor quickly, ducking his head and biting down on his lip.

Jefferson was silent, but still threw an arm around the skinny future doctor. He wanted to full out hug him, but Victor had acquired a reputation for ladies, and Jefferson wouldn't want to destroy what he had left. Victor gave a shaky sigh, but leaned against Jefferson, a little bit pathetically.

"I had a brother, too," he said. "He…blew up."

That did it; Jefferson just pulled the other boy into a full-on hug. Victor didn't struggle, and it was now obvious that he didn't care if any girls saw through the windows. The girls were creepy that way.

"I'm so sorry, man."

"Doesn't matter. I've got girls, friends…you."

Jefferson grinned at the mention of his name among the list. It was nice that he was counted very important in the other teen's list of people that he had.

"Yeah, I guess you do. Now…to the comfort pizza ordering! COWABUNGA, DUDE!"

As Jefferson ran off, he heard Victor laughing and couldn't help but grin.

Yay for being a good friend.

Y'know, I was gonna make this slash…but no. So it's just friendship stuff. And pizza. And Ninja Turtles referencing. Yay!