People grow. Children learn. Seems simple enough when you're human, but when you're a multi-talented 7 ft flea? A discovery of new feelings and the blossoming of love.

Francoeur has his first sentient Valentine's Day.

In which night terrors lead to self mutilation.

The cozy and quiet evening at a certain Parisian apartment was disrupted by a phone call. Moreover – absurd as it may be – even the ringing of the phone sounded… rather tense...

Transparency at its finest.

Sometimes you don't need to understand everything.

At times, Franceour forgot how fragile Lucille truly was. Short Drabble

Francoeur would learn to live with the curse he'd been given, and the monster he was gradually becoming. -Oneshot-