Jefferson had been told he resembles a certain Frenchman, but he never really saw it. One night, that resemblance allowed him to see a darker side to the arrogant, loud moloklkluth that always seemed to be a pain in his side.

An "AU" I possibly made up in which all of Alexander's friends died, and now their ghosts won't leave him alone. Also a modern AU. Sadder than it sounds, I swear. I cried while writing this. I hope you do too.