Assorted ship one shots

Our first date

The sun is going down in Nightvale, seemingly setting the golden sand afire as it touches the horizon. A red light, far away, blinks menacingly. Cars drive slowly down main street, going home after a long day of herding antiques, answering phones, and the oh-so-boring filing of papers. The dog park's gate is closed. And at the radio station, at the edge of town, the evening program is coming to a close. Inside, Cecil speaks into the microphone, saying, "More on our lovely little town literally catching fire every time the sun sets next time! And now, goodnight, Nightvale, goodnight."

A click. The "On Air" light stops flashing. Cecil swivels in his spinny chair, a recent purchase, which he is enjoying very much. 

"Time to go, 'Los?" He says. Carlos, who's been waiting behind him, nods. They collect their bags, and leave, Cecil carefully locking the door behind them. 

Their route home leads through the park, and Carlos looks at Cecil. "Remember our first date?" he asks.

Cecil nods enthusiastically. "I wore my furry pants and best tunic, and you wore your weekend labcoat-" "-It's literally just a jacket, Ceec-" "-and after dinner we walked through here." Carlos smiles happily, letting the memories float through the air around them (so long as they don't start biting, they're not usually a nuisance). "I took a sample from a tree, and you stroked my face", he says to Cecil, who looks slightly pained. "We couldn't have known there was a secret officer in the tree though, could we?" he asks .

Carlos laughs. "No, Ceec, baby." He says, taking his lover's hand. Consoled, Cecil accepts the gesture and they round the last corner, almost home.

Several hours later, in a secret location, not to be disclosed to the public (Behind the Ralph's).

A couple dozen folk are gathered, holding cameras, and debriefing on today's duties.

"Anything today?" The one who appears to be the leader asks the being who was stationed at the park.

"No, nothing except crazy old Cecil from the abandoned radio station, talking to himself again."