Don't ask me what this is because I dunno either. I've had this floating around in my mind for a while now, just didn't know how to start it and well, the idea just came to me sooooooooo here it is.

Disclaimer: As always, don't own AC, down own Prototype, but goddamn do I love mashing them together

It started out as a box. It was in a box at least. But it was a box that Desmond didn't mean to bring home. It was just a dirty, cardboard box he found at the mouth of an alleyway, and something was in it, something that made odd noises and would knock itself into the walls of the box. Desmond honestly thought it was a box kittens, or puppies, or some small animal. He didn't even think, he just took it and ran. Ran to his apartment building, ran up the stairs, to their apartment, and set the box down. He didn't think to look in it, just picked up the phone to call Lucy.

"I found a box of kittens" he said excitedly into the receiver once Lucy picked up on her end.

"You what?"

"Okay well, I was just you know, walking around, found a box, it moved, I think it has kittens in it, I didn't check so I just-"

"You think?"

"Yes?"

No he didn't think that, and that was Desmond's problem, and who knows what would have happened that day had he actually thought.

"Why don't you check because I don't need some wild animal in our apartment, Desmond"

"Okay, okaaay" he whined, turning back towards the box to see the previously closed top was wide open. Eyes widening, Desmond stepped over to the box to see a discarded blanket, but not much else. He could have sworn something was in here a little bit ago…

"Uhhmmm" Desmond said into the phone, checking around the box, lifting it up to look under it, checked inside it again.

"Uhm?" came Lucy's voice.

"I'm gonna have to call you back" Desmond said and hung up before Lucy could protest. Something was in here in the apartment with him, it had to be, right? Desmond checked under the couch, behind the TV, in shelves, the kitchen, the small space between the couch and the kitchen where their table was. Nothing. He burst into the bathroom, still nothing. It didn't help that he didn't know what he was looking for, but he really couldn't find it.

The bedroom he looked last, and really maybe the bedroom was where he should have started. There was a thing on his bed. This odd, black mass just sitting on the bed. At first Desmond thought maybe he was just imagining it, it wasn't real. So confident in this thought, he walked over to poke at it, expecting his finger to hit blankets.

Instead, it felt warm, positively fiery to the touch, smooth like metal, but ultimately squishy. Oh, and it made this weird noise when he did, and that was all he needed to flee the bedroom and close the door behind him.

Lucy eventually came home to find him sitting in the kitchen with one of their big, cutting knives in hand. He had been waiting for the thing to leave their room, and when it did, he was gonna stab it. Desmond practically jumped out of his skin when Lucy opened the door and walked in.

"Alright, where it is?" she demanded to know, wanting to see this animal her boyfriend had brought in to their home.

"On our bed" Desmond stated. "And you know, I can like, totally for sure tell you, it's not kittens like I hoped it was, but soooooo…..sooo much….I dunno how to describe it!"

Lucy sighs and rolls her eyes. "Put the knife away, Desmond, let me handle it. It's probably some poor dog or something" she says as she heads to the bedroom.

"No, no, it's not a dog, I'm pretty sure it's not any kind of animal" Desmond calls out to her as he sets the knife down on the counter. He looks up to see the bedroom door open, and Lucy staring inside with a dropped jaw, taken aback. Desmond hurries over to see what's wrong, what did that thing to do their room?

But Desmond quickly joins her in gaping. There is a man on their bed. Naked. Spread octopus over the sheets. His head turns when to look at them. He has the bluest eyes Desmond has ever seen, tousled curly hair on his head. Desmond and Lucy look at each other. Desmond says to her;

"I don't think he's what I brought I home because I don't think he fits in the box anymore"

The naked man on their bed makes a small noise and his closes his eyes.

So we all know the drill but those new here today; chapters will be updated as frequently as I please, and the length of chapters will vary, uhhhhhmmm there's gonna be f/m, m/m, f/m/m, whateverr you know, pairings, heeeey it's a threesome! and yeah okay enjoy the ride, keep all hands and feet inside the train at all times