*rollrollroll*

Warnings: No purpose except cute. Vague not-really but-it's-Kay-after-all S/S. The camo bikini briefs do not make an appearance here -- I still haven't really forgiven Murata for those. Love for alarielle ♥

( Now available in Original or Original King! )

(I don't think I have an excuse prepared. Wait, yes! alarielle fed the drabbles with more comments. Yes, that's right.)

( In which there is a marriage and a claim. )

(*scowls at alarielle and her things and her, uh, porn*)

( About slightly better habits. )

(alarielle made me do it! By writing! Things!)

( About bad habits )

This is AU, so it's okay when I pull facts out of my ass. With that said, a few spoilers lurk in here for the storyline during/after fetching the fourth box, but most of what's dwelled upon is my own interpretation of current events. If you don't know that Wolfram is acting strangely, do not read this story.

This fic is 5% half-assed theory and 95% getting people together, or otherwise playing with them.

( How can you be a canon whore and write AU?! )