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Not the Babet/Cosette fic (which will be finished evantually!) but a Babet drabble.
Warning: It's pretty macabre. Not for the super-squeamish. David Lynch hijacks my imagination when I write sometimes.

They emerged bloodied with their faces oozing, calloused and scaly, with continents of reptilian skin protruding haphazard, lips agape and froathing, jaundice-yellow arms flailing. With each movement- a plume of loose dandruff. The sheets were powdered with the stuff. It fell like pollen. She took one look at them and, biting her lip, cried in spite of his leering glances.
"I don't want to touch it,"
Babet was far too engrossed in the grotesqueries spasming to respond. He realised a good angle, from a showman's perspective, was to keep them conjoined at the toe and market them as crocodile hybrids. He asked her "How, and why Marie, would a woman copulate with a croc? And where? The Amazon? Think about it Marie, ma cherie, you needta make it sound plausible. Something Provincials would understand."
Marie, who was peeling a sweaty ringlet off her forehead, nodded quietly. She ached to kick whatever it was that had so vehemently clung to her insides, invert its already dented skulls. It was scuffing up the linens, and damned if she was going to wash them again. She paused for a moment, absorbing finally the brunt of the question her husband had asked.
"Just blame wine" she responded.
Babet laughed, recalling the grauitious amounts of such his dear Marie had ingested during her pregnancy. She refused the idea initially, branding him immoral and sick, but she soon came to her senses and realised that tattoos were no benefit when it came to camaflouging the bruises. And so, she accepted the plan grudgingly. She knew how economics worked in the carnival business.
A grimmer business than anything, she reasoned the night of her submission in between swigs of drink.

And so, they were marketed alongside the travelling dental booth. They were postitioned in a cage, not unlike that of a bird, adorned in motley diapers and introduced as the result of an explorer's wife's lusty antics and an exotic specimen of lizard found predominately in the jungles of Madagascar.
Price of exhibition was two fancs, and when the voyeurs were transfixed enough Babet would bludgeon them and take their canines.