Me Meme Drabbles - Miscellaneous Fandoms
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tommygirlBelow are the remaining drabbles from different fandoms. The only one I haven't finished yet is ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dragonsinger's because hers has turned into a whole damn story!
1)jenab wanted Jack Bauer/Sydney Bristow (24/Alias)
Sydney knelt in front of Jack and cupped his face. She understood the need to wear a strong facade for the world, even when all you wanted to do was curl up and hide. It was part of the life they had chosen - life continues, lines blur, and emotion is something that can be considered a hazard - but it wasn't always easy to compartmentalize.
When he sighed and leaned into her touch, Sydney smiled and scooted closer. She slid her head under his chin, breathing in his scent and just offering herself as support. God knew that he had been there for her enough times in the past few months.
"I'm still not sure how two people who do what we do can make something like this work," Jack stated after a few minutes of easy silence.
Sydney pulled back enough that she could meet his gaze. She shrugged and said, "I thought we agreed not to worry about that. To take each day as it goes."
"Yeah, but that was before..." Jack stopped and focused his attention on running his fingers over her arms.
"Before?" He chuckled and she repeated, "Before what? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, Sydney. I just didn't expect to find you," Jack replied.
Sydney couldn't hide the grin that formed. Another thing she completely understood. After losing Danny and returning to find Vaughn married, she assumed that was it for her. No one found three great loves, right? Except there he was. Jack Bauer. CTA operative that her father admired and most people feared.
And he was hers.
She kissed him quickly and said, "Same here, Jack." Her grin grew wider when he smiled and she added, “But just so we’re clear. Smart or not, I have no intentions of giving you up.”
“Good to know,” he replied, pulling her into his lap and covering her mouth with his.
2)medie wanted Veritas the Quest, a night out for Solomon goes awry
"Professor Zond, are you okay?"
Solomon turned around to find Calvin's worried expression focused on him. He wanted to say, "I'm fine, Cal. No worries," but that somehow came out as, "You worry too much, ya know that? We should have fun more often. I'll make it a part of the job."
Calvin's expression changed from worried to amused. Solomon wanted to respond, but the room began to spin, like he was stuck on a Tilt-A-Whirl going full force. Solomon reached out for the table, but nearly fell down, caught only by Cal's arms. "Are you drunk?"
"On tonic water?" he scoffed and then thought back to his supposed date a few months ago. He groaned and said, "But I only turned my back for a minute."
"Hey Chuck, how long are you going to keep me waiting at the pool..." Niko's voice trailed off as he approached. Despite Solomon's best efforts to appear normal, Niko seemed to pick up on his uneasy state right away - probably because of the way the floor was moving beneath him.
"Dad? Are you okay?"
Before Solomon could answer, Calvin replied, "I think someone slipped something into his drink."
"But why?"
"People have a sick sense of humor?" Cal guessed.
Niko reached out and took a hold of Solomon's arm. He smirked and said, "And you worry about me? What is this? The second time you've been drugged without your knowledge?"
"Remind me to ground you later."
"Yeah, like that will happen," Niko replied. He motioned to Cal and said, "Chuck, you better get Vincent and tell the others the night out is over."
Niko maneuvered them to the table and helped sit Solomon down in the chair. He patted his back and chuckled. "Seriously, dad. Two times. How is that even possible?"
"I should drug you. See how you like it."
"Yeah, I don't let my drinks out of my sight. Learned that in boarding school."
Solomon frowned, reaching out until he was able to grasp Niko's hand. He said, "I did it to keep you safe."
"Dad..."
"I'm really proud of you, son. You're a good man."
"Jesus. You're a maudlin drunk."
"I'm not drunk."
"Whatever. Same difference. Still maudlin."
"Still not sure where you got the smart mouth."
Niko shrugged and said, "I'm a unique snowflake, dad. Consider yourself lucky."
"I do."
"Okay."
Suddenly two arms were going around his waist and yanking him to his feet. Solomon felt the whole world shift and he could actually hear the rumble in Vincent's chest as he laughed. This was just great. He was never going to live this down.
3)phoebesmum wanted Sports Night, something involving theater
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Casey said as he and Dan walked down the hall toward the elevator.
"You'll love it, Casey. It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience," Dave said, his head popping up from his desk.
Dan nudged Casey in the side and said, "See. Once-in-a-lifetime experience. And you were worried."
"It's puppets, Danny."
"It’s theater."
"With puppets. By Disney."
"Do you know how many people I had to butter up to get these tickets?" Dan asked. He hit the button for the elevator before leaning against the wall and directing his gaze on Casey. "I'll admit that Disney being behind the production would normally make me a bit leery, but it won the Tony."
"When I asked Charlie if he wanted to go, he laughed at me."
"Charlie is much cooler than you," Dan replied. He pulled Casey onto the elevator with him and said, "Not taking any chances that you’ll miss the next ten elevators."
Casey ran a hand over his face. "I've succumbed to my horrible fate."
"You'll love it."
"Just because you keep saying that doesn't make it true."
Dan draped his arm over Casey's shoulder and said, "Well, if you don't have fun at the show, I will make it up to you later."
Casey's eyebrows shot up and he grinned. "Is that a fact?"
"Most definitely."
"Throw in you taking the coffee run in the morning and I'll be your dutiful theater student."
Dan rolled his eyes and squeezed Casey's shoulder before replying, "You're so easy to manipulate, my friend."
"I know. It's a curse."
4)iamentheos wanted Jensen Ackles/Emmy (OFC from transienttimes) first kiss
Despite what most people tended to think about him, Jensen was usually pretty discreet about his love life. He kept it as private as possible and didn’t take to drawing attention to himself in public places with unnecessary displays. So the fact that he was in a supply closet – how cliché was that – in some retro club making out with a girl was a bit of a surprise to him.
Then again, a lot about Emily was a surprise to him. He was used to beautiful girls. It was a given in his line of work. He was even used to sassy, beautiful girls, but Emily was beyond that, different. She reminded him of home and easy conversations. No matter how lame it was, she was someone he could picture wanting something with and that was why he approached her. She had looked like she hated the whole movie premiere shit as much as he did, both forced there for reasons beyond their control. But mostly, the thing about her that got to him the most, was how her smile was so damn infectious and bright.
And it had him behaving like a crazy person and saying shit he normally would’ve balked at.
Jensen was not the type to let a girl mess with his head like this. He was usually the one laughing at his friends for being so damn love sick.
He definitely hadn’t intended for this to happen, especially since he knew she had a boyfriend, but there he was anyway. She had made it clear that she belonged to someone else right from the start, but still had grabbed his hand and pulled him into the closet. And he had let her. Not only that, but he was grateful she had taken the initiative because he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t have done something incredibly stupid otherwise.
Stupider than making out at a premiere with one of the star’s girlfriends.
His hands ran up her sides, cupping her face and pulling her closer to him. He couldn’t get enough contact as his tongue slipped into her mouth and she groaned appreciatively. Her hands slid under the back of his shirt, tracing small patterns of circles into the skin at the small of his back.
“God,” Emily gasped.
“Not quite,” Jensen replied before sucking on a patch of skin along her shoulder that made her tighten her grip on him.
“I don’t…usually do this,” Emily stated, pushing her hands against his chest to create some room between them.
He licked his bottom lip, tasting her chapstick, and said, “Me either.”
“I just couldn’t think straight until I kissed you,” she said. She motioned toward the door and out to the party. “But I have to get back to Jake.”
“Yeah. Okay,” Jensen said. He tried to hide his disappointment, but she seemed to see through it. She smiled and ran her fingers over his jaw. He playfully slapped her hand away and said, “I won’t be able to let you go if you don’t stop that, Em.”
“I know.”
“Do you?”
She nodded and said, “C’mon. I’ll introduce you to Jake.”
And before he could argue, or point out how fucking weird that would be, she was dragging him out of the closet and toward the bar.
5)callmesandy wanted Charmed, Piper/Cole
Piper crossed her arms, more to keep herself from blowing up Cole in a fit of anger than anything else, and took a seat at the kitchen table. She glanced over at him and motioned to the chair with her eyes. They were going to have this out, once and for all. They couldn’t go around kissing each other simply to shut the other one up. There were Leo and Phoebe to consider.
On the list of horrible sisterly traits, Piper was pretty sure that making out with Phoebe’s boyfriend was at the top. Starred and highlighted for emphasis.
“What is with you Halliwell women and your need for constant talking?” Cole said, sitting down across from her and mimicking her stance.
“This isn’t funny, Cole. We have to stop this.”
Cole sighed and said, “I just find it easier to kiss you than listen to you bitch at me all day.”
“Yeah because you’re a freaking picnic,” Piper muttered.
“And I’m not the one who started this.”
“Yes, you are.”
“That peck back at the club? That doesn’t count. You’re the one who stuck your tongue down my throat in the bathroom.”
“I did not.”
“You tasted like chocolate chip cookies,” he replied, narrowing his gaze on her.
Piper tried to ignore the way the air at the back of her neck tingled and the weird ache in her chest when he smiled. God, she was going to sister hell. This was so wrong. And yet, all she wanted to do was sit on Cole’s lap and kiss the stupid smirk right off his face.
Obviously, she was losing her mind. Or under some sort of horrible spell.
“Look Piper. You’re a beautiful woman. I won’t pretend I’m not attracted to you.”
Piper felt her cheeks redden. She cleared her throat and said, “That’s not the point. The point is that you’re in love with Phoebe and I’m in love with Leo.”
“So why do we keep kissing?”
“I don’t know. But it has to stop,” she replied. She stood up and began pacing the floor. “We have to stop.”
“Easier said than done.”
She stopped moving. “And why is that?”
His hand pulled her to him and he pushed the hair back off her face. “You know why.”
The logical part of Piper’s brain screamed that this was ridiculous and that anyone could walk in and see them…but that was drowned out by the overwhelming need she felt to kiss him. And she did, her arms wrapping around him as she straddled him on the chair to get more access to him.
When the kiss ended, both of them out of breath, she rested her forehead on his shoulder and groaned. She said, “Yeah, this isn’t good.”
6)bantha_fodder wanted LoTRpf, Miranda/Karl
Miranda sat in her chair, enjoying the breeze as dusk claimed the mountain where they were currently shooting. She smiled and decided that this was as close to heaven as she was going to know. The landscape around her was glorious, the air was crisp and smelled sweetly, and she was surrounded by people she had come to care for a great deal more than she ever expected.
“Hello sister,” Karl said, dragging his chair over next to her and plopping down. He pushed his sunglasses down on his face, which looked rather ridiculous against his costume and the lack of daylight left, and looked out at the view. “Beautiful.”
“It really is.”
“I was talking about you, Mir.”
Miranda’s cheeks flushed and she swatted him. “Do stop that.”
“It’s not my fault that you’re absolutely breath-taking,” Karl replied. He rested his hand on her arm and squeezed.
“This is hardly the behavior of a sibling relationship, Karl.”
He grinned unabashedly, his fingers drawing patterns into her skin, and said, “No camera’s running right now. Just you and me.”
“And a ton of crew and cast watching us.”
He glanced around and said, “No one’s looking now.”
“Karl…” she began. She had prepared a list a few nights ago of why this was a very bad idea. They were working together and relationships between actors on set rarely ended well. But the list vanished from her brain as he took her hand and rubbed his thumb over the top of it.
“We’re both adults and we both want it. I see nothing wrong with acting on these feelings.”
She stood up and pulled her hand free. She thought about storming off, but that wasn’t her style and she really didn’t want to leave him. She loved the way she felt when she was around him, light and lost in the moment. Instead, she hovered over him like a teacher might and said, “There is most definitely something wrong with acting on it. We’re supposed to be able to show more restraint than a couple of lovesick teenagers.”
He wrapped his legs around her, bringing her closer to him, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, “This sort of restraint?”
“Stop it.”
His hands moved up her sides and cupped her face, brushing the hair away from her eyes. He leaned in closer until they were sharing a breath and asked, “Or more like this?”
“Karl…” She managed to get out before his lips brushed against her own. And she meant to push away, she really did, but he smelled so good and his warm hands felt wonderful against her cool cheeks.
As he pulled away from the kiss, he looked around and grinned. “Not one person even noticed us.”
“Mighty proud of yourself, aren’t you?”
“Pretty much.”
She couldn’t help but smile as her fingers ran through his hair. She said, “Lucky I like that about you.”
::wipes brow::
Okay, I don't think I missed anyone aside fromdragonsinger and Amy, I swear, it's coming. You just sparked a bunny! (::pretends to shake fist::)
dragonsinger's because hers has turned into a whole damn story!1)
jenab wanted Jack Bauer/Sydney Bristow (24/Alias)Sydney knelt in front of Jack and cupped his face. She understood the need to wear a strong facade for the world, even when all you wanted to do was curl up and hide. It was part of the life they had chosen - life continues, lines blur, and emotion is something that can be considered a hazard - but it wasn't always easy to compartmentalize.
When he sighed and leaned into her touch, Sydney smiled and scooted closer. She slid her head under his chin, breathing in his scent and just offering herself as support. God knew that he had been there for her enough times in the past few months.
"I'm still not sure how two people who do what we do can make something like this work," Jack stated after a few minutes of easy silence.
Sydney pulled back enough that she could meet his gaze. She shrugged and said, "I thought we agreed not to worry about that. To take each day as it goes."
"Yeah, but that was before..." Jack stopped and focused his attention on running his fingers over her arms.
"Before?" He chuckled and she repeated, "Before what? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, Sydney. I just didn't expect to find you," Jack replied.
Sydney couldn't hide the grin that formed. Another thing she completely understood. After losing Danny and returning to find Vaughn married, she assumed that was it for her. No one found three great loves, right? Except there he was. Jack Bauer. CTA operative that her father admired and most people feared.
And he was hers.
She kissed him quickly and said, "Same here, Jack." Her grin grew wider when he smiled and she added, “But just so we’re clear. Smart or not, I have no intentions of giving you up.”
“Good to know,” he replied, pulling her into his lap and covering her mouth with his.
2)
medie wanted Veritas the Quest, a night out for Solomon goes awry"Professor Zond, are you okay?"
Solomon turned around to find Calvin's worried expression focused on him. He wanted to say, "I'm fine, Cal. No worries," but that somehow came out as, "You worry too much, ya know that? We should have fun more often. I'll make it a part of the job."
Calvin's expression changed from worried to amused. Solomon wanted to respond, but the room began to spin, like he was stuck on a Tilt-A-Whirl going full force. Solomon reached out for the table, but nearly fell down, caught only by Cal's arms. "Are you drunk?"
"On tonic water?" he scoffed and then thought back to his supposed date a few months ago. He groaned and said, "But I only turned my back for a minute."
"Hey Chuck, how long are you going to keep me waiting at the pool..." Niko's voice trailed off as he approached. Despite Solomon's best efforts to appear normal, Niko seemed to pick up on his uneasy state right away - probably because of the way the floor was moving beneath him.
"Dad? Are you okay?"
Before Solomon could answer, Calvin replied, "I think someone slipped something into his drink."
"But why?"
"People have a sick sense of humor?" Cal guessed.
Niko reached out and took a hold of Solomon's arm. He smirked and said, "And you worry about me? What is this? The second time you've been drugged without your knowledge?"
"Remind me to ground you later."
"Yeah, like that will happen," Niko replied. He motioned to Cal and said, "Chuck, you better get Vincent and tell the others the night out is over."
Niko maneuvered them to the table and helped sit Solomon down in the chair. He patted his back and chuckled. "Seriously, dad. Two times. How is that even possible?"
"I should drug you. See how you like it."
"Yeah, I don't let my drinks out of my sight. Learned that in boarding school."
Solomon frowned, reaching out until he was able to grasp Niko's hand. He said, "I did it to keep you safe."
"Dad..."
"I'm really proud of you, son. You're a good man."
"Jesus. You're a maudlin drunk."
"I'm not drunk."
"Whatever. Same difference. Still maudlin."
"Still not sure where you got the smart mouth."
Niko shrugged and said, "I'm a unique snowflake, dad. Consider yourself lucky."
"I do."
"Okay."
Suddenly two arms were going around his waist and yanking him to his feet. Solomon felt the whole world shift and he could actually hear the rumble in Vincent's chest as he laughed. This was just great. He was never going to live this down.
3)
phoebesmum wanted Sports Night, something involving theater"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Casey said as he and Dan walked down the hall toward the elevator.
"You'll love it, Casey. It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience," Dave said, his head popping up from his desk.
Dan nudged Casey in the side and said, "See. Once-in-a-lifetime experience. And you were worried."
"It's puppets, Danny."
"It’s theater."
"With puppets. By Disney."
"Do you know how many people I had to butter up to get these tickets?" Dan asked. He hit the button for the elevator before leaning against the wall and directing his gaze on Casey. "I'll admit that Disney being behind the production would normally make me a bit leery, but it won the Tony."
"When I asked Charlie if he wanted to go, he laughed at me."
"Charlie is much cooler than you," Dan replied. He pulled Casey onto the elevator with him and said, "Not taking any chances that you’ll miss the next ten elevators."
Casey ran a hand over his face. "I've succumbed to my horrible fate."
"You'll love it."
"Just because you keep saying that doesn't make it true."
Dan draped his arm over Casey's shoulder and said, "Well, if you don't have fun at the show, I will make it up to you later."
Casey's eyebrows shot up and he grinned. "Is that a fact?"
"Most definitely."
"Throw in you taking the coffee run in the morning and I'll be your dutiful theater student."
Dan rolled his eyes and squeezed Casey's shoulder before replying, "You're so easy to manipulate, my friend."
"I know. It's a curse."
4)
iamentheos wanted Jensen Ackles/Emmy (OFC from transienttimes) first kissDespite what most people tended to think about him, Jensen was usually pretty discreet about his love life. He kept it as private as possible and didn’t take to drawing attention to himself in public places with unnecessary displays. So the fact that he was in a supply closet – how cliché was that – in some retro club making out with a girl was a bit of a surprise to him.
Then again, a lot about Emily was a surprise to him. He was used to beautiful girls. It was a given in his line of work. He was even used to sassy, beautiful girls, but Emily was beyond that, different. She reminded him of home and easy conversations. No matter how lame it was, she was someone he could picture wanting something with and that was why he approached her. She had looked like she hated the whole movie premiere shit as much as he did, both forced there for reasons beyond their control. But mostly, the thing about her that got to him the most, was how her smile was so damn infectious and bright.
And it had him behaving like a crazy person and saying shit he normally would’ve balked at.
Jensen was not the type to let a girl mess with his head like this. He was usually the one laughing at his friends for being so damn love sick.
He definitely hadn’t intended for this to happen, especially since he knew she had a boyfriend, but there he was anyway. She had made it clear that she belonged to someone else right from the start, but still had grabbed his hand and pulled him into the closet. And he had let her. Not only that, but he was grateful she had taken the initiative because he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t have done something incredibly stupid otherwise.
Stupider than making out at a premiere with one of the star’s girlfriends.
His hands ran up her sides, cupping her face and pulling her closer to him. He couldn’t get enough contact as his tongue slipped into her mouth and she groaned appreciatively. Her hands slid under the back of his shirt, tracing small patterns of circles into the skin at the small of his back.
“God,” Emily gasped.
“Not quite,” Jensen replied before sucking on a patch of skin along her shoulder that made her tighten her grip on him.
“I don’t…usually do this,” Emily stated, pushing her hands against his chest to create some room between them.
He licked his bottom lip, tasting her chapstick, and said, “Me either.”
“I just couldn’t think straight until I kissed you,” she said. She motioned toward the door and out to the party. “But I have to get back to Jake.”
“Yeah. Okay,” Jensen said. He tried to hide his disappointment, but she seemed to see through it. She smiled and ran her fingers over his jaw. He playfully slapped her hand away and said, “I won’t be able to let you go if you don’t stop that, Em.”
“I know.”
“Do you?”
She nodded and said, “C’mon. I’ll introduce you to Jake.”
And before he could argue, or point out how fucking weird that would be, she was dragging him out of the closet and toward the bar.
5)
callmesandy wanted Charmed, Piper/ColePiper crossed her arms, more to keep herself from blowing up Cole in a fit of anger than anything else, and took a seat at the kitchen table. She glanced over at him and motioned to the chair with her eyes. They were going to have this out, once and for all. They couldn’t go around kissing each other simply to shut the other one up. There were Leo and Phoebe to consider.
On the list of horrible sisterly traits, Piper was pretty sure that making out with Phoebe’s boyfriend was at the top. Starred and highlighted for emphasis.
“What is with you Halliwell women and your need for constant talking?” Cole said, sitting down across from her and mimicking her stance.
“This isn’t funny, Cole. We have to stop this.”
Cole sighed and said, “I just find it easier to kiss you than listen to you bitch at me all day.”
“Yeah because you’re a freaking picnic,” Piper muttered.
“And I’m not the one who started this.”
“Yes, you are.”
“That peck back at the club? That doesn’t count. You’re the one who stuck your tongue down my throat in the bathroom.”
“I did not.”
“You tasted like chocolate chip cookies,” he replied, narrowing his gaze on her.
Piper tried to ignore the way the air at the back of her neck tingled and the weird ache in her chest when he smiled. God, she was going to sister hell. This was so wrong. And yet, all she wanted to do was sit on Cole’s lap and kiss the stupid smirk right off his face.
Obviously, she was losing her mind. Or under some sort of horrible spell.
“Look Piper. You’re a beautiful woman. I won’t pretend I’m not attracted to you.”
Piper felt her cheeks redden. She cleared her throat and said, “That’s not the point. The point is that you’re in love with Phoebe and I’m in love with Leo.”
“So why do we keep kissing?”
“I don’t know. But it has to stop,” she replied. She stood up and began pacing the floor. “We have to stop.”
“Easier said than done.”
She stopped moving. “And why is that?”
His hand pulled her to him and he pushed the hair back off her face. “You know why.”
The logical part of Piper’s brain screamed that this was ridiculous and that anyone could walk in and see them…but that was drowned out by the overwhelming need she felt to kiss him. And she did, her arms wrapping around him as she straddled him on the chair to get more access to him.
When the kiss ended, both of them out of breath, she rested her forehead on his shoulder and groaned. She said, “Yeah, this isn’t good.”
6)
bantha_fodder wanted LoTRpf, Miranda/KarlMiranda sat in her chair, enjoying the breeze as dusk claimed the mountain where they were currently shooting. She smiled and decided that this was as close to heaven as she was going to know. The landscape around her was glorious, the air was crisp and smelled sweetly, and she was surrounded by people she had come to care for a great deal more than she ever expected.
“Hello sister,” Karl said, dragging his chair over next to her and plopping down. He pushed his sunglasses down on his face, which looked rather ridiculous against his costume and the lack of daylight left, and looked out at the view. “Beautiful.”
“It really is.”
“I was talking about you, Mir.”
Miranda’s cheeks flushed and she swatted him. “Do stop that.”
“It’s not my fault that you’re absolutely breath-taking,” Karl replied. He rested his hand on her arm and squeezed.
“This is hardly the behavior of a sibling relationship, Karl.”
He grinned unabashedly, his fingers drawing patterns into her skin, and said, “No camera’s running right now. Just you and me.”
“And a ton of crew and cast watching us.”
He glanced around and said, “No one’s looking now.”
“Karl…” she began. She had prepared a list a few nights ago of why this was a very bad idea. They were working together and relationships between actors on set rarely ended well. But the list vanished from her brain as he took her hand and rubbed his thumb over the top of it.
“We’re both adults and we both want it. I see nothing wrong with acting on these feelings.”
She stood up and pulled her hand free. She thought about storming off, but that wasn’t her style and she really didn’t want to leave him. She loved the way she felt when she was around him, light and lost in the moment. Instead, she hovered over him like a teacher might and said, “There is most definitely something wrong with acting on it. We’re supposed to be able to show more restraint than a couple of lovesick teenagers.”
He wrapped his legs around her, bringing her closer to him, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, “This sort of restraint?”
“Stop it.”
His hands moved up her sides and cupped her face, brushing the hair away from her eyes. He leaned in closer until they were sharing a breath and asked, “Or more like this?”
“Karl…” She managed to get out before his lips brushed against her own. And she meant to push away, she really did, but he smelled so good and his warm hands felt wonderful against her cool cheeks.
As he pulled away from the kiss, he looked around and grinned. “Not one person even noticed us.”
“Mighty proud of yourself, aren’t you?”
“Pretty much.”
She couldn’t help but smile as her fingers ran through his hair. She said, “Lucky I like that about you.”
::wipes brow::
Okay, I don't think I missed anyone aside from
dragonsinger and Amy, I swear, it's coming. You just sparked a bunny! (::pretends to shake fist::)
