Alias Junkie Extraordinaire
Chapter 1
The day and the life of a Californian Alias Junkie Extraordinaire. (For some that will tend to be slightly boring)
I curse J.J.
"NOOOOO" I scream at the television as Vaughn lifts his hand to his head.
I saw it! I saw, we saw, everyone saw, the one thing that no Alias fan/obsessie is ever, EVER, supposed to see.
The Ring
No I am not talking about little 4'4" Frodo Baggins walking around a place that does not exist caring a cursed circlet of gold.
But it's pretty damn close.
No, no, no.Instead I am gaping at the cursed circlet of gold that happens to be resting quite comfortably around the ring finger of Vaughn's left hand.
At this point I am sitting there pressing my hands to my mouth attempting not to gag. He's married, Sydney hasn't been there. Damn you Vaughn, damn you.
We sit though two seasons of Alias HOPING that Sydney and Vaughn get together. Yes, the do end up together, but for what! 3 OR 4 EPISODES!
This is Bull.
And they were so perfect together.
But I guess I am going to have to face it. We won't always have the pleasure of watching Sydney and Vaughn suck face and know that they do the dirty 24/7 for the rest of our lives.
I throw a pillow at the television as the logo of our obsession appears mockingly on the screen. And of course, I get yelled at. Hey, if it was my house the television would have been flying out the window the minute I saw the wedding ring.
Thank God I taped it.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I sit here now typing to you, and once in a while talk to my friends online. My friends know I am obsessive because:
My Aim SN is kchildresspg47 My e-mail is Sydney_kat_bristow@yahoo.com My favorites on my Favorites list are websites like AllAlias.com, Fanfiction.Net, Jen-Garner.com and abc.com/alias.
Oh, and 4) Alias is all I talk about. (That and how much I love Michael Vartan.)
Sadly on AllAlias.com I am not obsessive enough and have only been garnered the rank of "Paper Pusher" while others there display "Super Spy", "Senior Double Agent", "Experienced Agent", and "Secret Agent."
This is what I get for not spending every waking moment on the internet not quenching my dehydrated obsession.
(No offense to the wonderful people that run AllAlias.com. You just happen to make my off-season, non Alias watching hours just a little more bearable.)
But, hey, there will be a Season 3, life will hopefully go on, with or with out a Mrs. Michael Vaughn that isn't Sydney. (And if it's Alice I am seriously going to have a hissy fit. Yes I am a proud Alice Hater.)
A/N:
To all of those who review... "I love you" seriously, I really really love each and every one of you. Even if you spit at me and tell me to go and live on a island and never ever consider writing another thing like this ever again. I am going out on a limb right now. I don't feel like writing any Sydney/Vaughn, Sydney/Sark, or even Sydney/Marshall (eewwww) kissy kissy, "Lets go make like rabbits" fan fictions right now. Because frankly, even though that is what I live for, that is all everyone ever writes about in one form or another.
Love until later,
Kat
P.s. To continue or not to continue?? That is thy question of ye day. Answer me!
Chapter 1
The day and the life of a Californian Alias Junkie Extraordinaire. (For some that will tend to be slightly boring)
I curse J.J.
"NOOOOO" I scream at the television as Vaughn lifts his hand to his head.
I saw it! I saw, we saw, everyone saw, the one thing that no Alias fan/obsessie is ever, EVER, supposed to see.
The Ring
No I am not talking about little 4'4" Frodo Baggins walking around a place that does not exist caring a cursed circlet of gold.
But it's pretty damn close.
No, no, no.Instead I am gaping at the cursed circlet of gold that happens to be resting quite comfortably around the ring finger of Vaughn's left hand.
At this point I am sitting there pressing my hands to my mouth attempting not to gag. He's married, Sydney hasn't been there. Damn you Vaughn, damn you.
We sit though two seasons of Alias HOPING that Sydney and Vaughn get together. Yes, the do end up together, but for what! 3 OR 4 EPISODES!
This is Bull.
And they were so perfect together.
But I guess I am going to have to face it. We won't always have the pleasure of watching Sydney and Vaughn suck face and know that they do the dirty 24/7 for the rest of our lives.
I throw a pillow at the television as the logo of our obsession appears mockingly on the screen. And of course, I get yelled at. Hey, if it was my house the television would have been flying out the window the minute I saw the wedding ring.
Thank God I taped it.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I sit here now typing to you, and once in a while talk to my friends online. My friends know I am obsessive because:
My Aim SN is kchildresspg47 My e-mail is Sydney_kat_bristow@yahoo.com My favorites on my Favorites list are websites like AllAlias.com, Fanfiction.Net, Jen-Garner.com and abc.com/alias.
Oh, and 4) Alias is all I talk about. (That and how much I love Michael Vartan.)
Sadly on AllAlias.com I am not obsessive enough and have only been garnered the rank of "Paper Pusher" while others there display "Super Spy", "Senior Double Agent", "Experienced Agent", and "Secret Agent."
This is what I get for not spending every waking moment on the internet not quenching my dehydrated obsession.
(No offense to the wonderful people that run AllAlias.com. You just happen to make my off-season, non Alias watching hours just a little more bearable.)
But, hey, there will be a Season 3, life will hopefully go on, with or with out a Mrs. Michael Vaughn that isn't Sydney. (And if it's Alice I am seriously going to have a hissy fit. Yes I am a proud Alice Hater.)
A/N:
To all of those who review... "I love you" seriously, I really really love each and every one of you. Even if you spit at me and tell me to go and live on a island and never ever consider writing another thing like this ever again. I am going out on a limb right now. I don't feel like writing any Sydney/Vaughn, Sydney/Sark, or even Sydney/Marshall (eewwww) kissy kissy, "Lets go make like rabbits" fan fictions right now. Because frankly, even though that is what I live for, that is all everyone ever writes about in one form or another.
Love until later,
Kat
P.s. To continue or not to continue?? That is thy question of ye day. Answer me!