The book o' random Oneshots

Surprisingly, I actually scrap a lot of the scenes I write for bigger series! I scrapped a whole chapter once, and half a chapter too!

So, here are all the non-cannon outtakes (that aren't spoilers) from RI, CFK!AU and THW!

(Some of them I can't show you because they're from RI ch 10 and 11 and some are from THW ch 6. So, spoilers!)

Enjoy!
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It took maybe an hour in full to settle down from the meeting. Walking with Killer to get dressed in some more casual clothing, with... minimal distractions as they freshened up in his quarters. A detour to the kitchen to talk to Horror while he finished packing up both the chocolate Killer asked him to make, and a couple of things for Dust. Now here he is, at the Seer's door with a basket of sweets and some chocolate of his own, tucked away in his inventory.

Cross feels a little ridiculous, standing here, but it takes him a moment to work up the courage to knock. It's silly. He's been out to the borders with Dust, gone on countless expeditions with him, but the little seer still feels like an endless deck of wildcards. Not that he tires of the spontaneity, anything but. After all this time, it's a little nice to know there's always some kind of adventure waiting for him with Dust.

He takes a deep breath and raises a hand to knock.

-- rewrite that top bit, Cross would be more excited to see him. Hint at a little romance! --

^^I left that note for myself that explained it pretty perfectly.

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"Who- o- o a- ar- ar- are yo- o- u- u?" He asks, leaning down to him a little.

It took a moment to figure out what he said, but eventually he got it. "I'm Verity."

The mortal walks around the other deer, leading his own with a grasp on the odd ropes around it's head. He looks to the fae accompanying him and then down to Verity again. "Where did you come from?" He asks.

"Oh..." Verity shies away a little as Acacia tries to talk to him.

Lucia puts his arm out, encouraging Acacia to back up and give the child some space. "Mo- o- unta- a- ai- i- n fae were hunted to ne- e- ea- ar exti- in- i- nction by the wi- i- i- in- ing- gle- e- ess..."

"Oh... That's... Awful. I'm terribly sorry. I know you've probably been told not to talk to people like me, and you should certainly listen! But I promise I wouldn't hurt you. This is my husband Lucia, and my name is Acacia." He doesn't walk closer, and he kneels down this time, so that they can see eye to eye. His strange deer leans down a little too, watching him curiously.

Verity gasps a little, a husband is someone you love a lot a lot! If Acacia was a mortal that loved this fae, surely he couldn't be too bad. "Okay!" He murmurs, still, hesitance bites at him. "You can't be too mean... Then..."

"Anyone can be mean... You're lucky you found nice people and not ones out to get you, kid," Acacia says, frowning a little. This area wasn't highly populated, but it's still ridiculously dangerous to let a fae child roam out here alone. The guards don't typically come up this far in the mountains, but their reach has been spreading lately. Maybe he should encourage Lucia to check on the fae he knows out here and ensure they're aware of the increasing reach of the guard.

"Wher- er- r- es- eres your pa- a- ar- re- e- en- nts?"

"My daddy is at home," the child answers. He can't be more than eight, he looks terribly young to be alone out here.

"Anyone else out with you?"

"No... I don't have 'nybody else."

"Oh, alright..." Acacia pauses with a little sympathetic expression before speaking again, "Well, how did you get here?"