( I am so, so sorry. ) This isn't perfect. This isn't even all that good. But I've only had about fifteen minutes to work on it, and that leaves no time for editing or tweaking. That having been said, now go here to see what this ficlet feeds into. And, once again, thank you, Lester Dent.
But I stopped at Starbucks this morning and bought a cafe mocha, and I think the caffeine and theobromine kicked something open in my head. Consider this another story that will never, ever happen. This one's a crossover.