Well, the muses have been screaming at me since Friday morning to
write this one and so I am. Or rather, I did.
And since Jan said to, I did.
Now, since I'm writing it and know what's going to take place, I'm
not too emotional about it. But, for those of you reading it, I
might suggest a tissue alert, just in case you're one of those
emotional sappy types. Please don't take offense at that, I just
know how I am and if I were reading this story, I'd want that.
I have no idea why my muses are taking the path that they are, but
hey, I'm just thankful that they've come to play again.
Okay, here's the standard stuff.
Legalese - you all can recite it, I'm not going to type it.
Setting: Sometime shortly after the series ended.
Warning: Maybe a tissue alert.
Oh, and there is no naked Lee in this one. Sorry.
Flames will be used to light my cigs, constructive criticism is
always welcome. If anyone else wants to post this, or any of my
other stuff on another site, all ya gotta do is ask. In the event of
something tragic, Cheryl has custodial rights to handle my babies :)
Hey, at least I know she won't hide me on a shelf for 20 years
gathering dust instead of putting out a DVD collection:)
And now, I'm going to grab a Dr. Pepper and start copying and pasting.
I hope you enjoy!
Twisted Sister
