Here, have an assortment of random drabbles, mostly from back right after the show ended. All take place in the Humannunaki AU (talking animals are humanoid) unless otherwise specified. Spoilers abound; you have been warned.


"Where did you get those?" Ricky asks, astonished, as several large boxes of highly expensive chocolate hit his desk one after the other, thump thwump thud.

It's not the lavish, classy detail on the boxes that is unsettling, or the heavenly smell of the chocolate inside, or the spidery, careful, familiar handwriting on the lid, made out to him 'with love.' (It's a bit unsettling to him how not-unsettling he finds the latter, actually.)

It's the printed writing on the labels, in several different languages. (He thinks he recognizes Japanese, French, and—of course—German.)

It's the well-traveled look of the boxes, and the distinct lack of that packing-tape smell which quickly permeates things that have spent any time in shipping bins.

It's that they have obviously been bought and delivered by hand, when the person responsible has to Ricky's knowledge had no means to leave the immediate area—much less the country—for over two decades.

It's the small, tight smirk and the glitter in the single, pale green eye, and the clawed gray fingers tapping lazily on his desktop.

It's the look that says to him, you are not all-seeing, and you are not in control anymore.