Cocoon -- A brief drabble [ClaudexAlois]
Alois Trancy is entertained by the simplest things, Claude learns. One morning he had observed the boy playing with a set of dominoes for at least twenty minutes before sweeping them all off the desk with an irritated shout of something like “These are pointless, Claude! They just fall over when you touch them!” He ought to know by now not to leave such weak amusements lying around, but he can’t...
Butterfly Kisses -- A quick drabble [ClaudexAlois]
Claude would call them formalities, the small pecks he leaves on his master’s head after tucking the boy in diligently. It is simply part of his job; another routine he obeys religiously, like everything else in his day. They mark the end of a charade to him, the removal of his mask after the candles are snuffed out to reveal the fiend beneath it. He will roam the halls of the manor in silence...