LXG Woke Up Fluffy
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And the insanity will not stop!
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The League crowded round Mina's tiny camera, all peering at the even tinier screen. Ignoring the author's cries of This is impossible! This is COMPLETELY impossible! Mina swiftly fast-forwarded through several jerky scenes of indescribable origin, before arriving at a poor quality section, seemingly shot through a keyhole.
Well, at least Nemo and Mina weren't... you know... said the author, relieved.
Tom turned to her, distraught. "They were making a porn film of me! That's not any better!"
Tut, tut. Someone's been neglecting his sugar... The author reached into Jekyll's black doctors bag and withdrew a very sharp looking needle and a packet of pixie stix. After some complicated fiddling, she plunged the needle into Tom's bottom and released a quick dose of sugar into his blood stream.
"Aaah..." Tom sighed happily, eyes slightly glazed and rather out of focus. He clasped his hands above his head, and began to pirouette, apparently oblivious to the fact that the battered copy of Vampires Playboy had, yet again, become dislodged, causing an immediate rise in sighs of happiness.
The author held up the needle, sticky residue dripping from it. Anyone else need a sugar boost? she asked, looking slightly dangerous. When they all shook their heads, mutely, she jammed the needle into her own arm and began to pas de chat with Tom.
"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight..." drawled Mina. "Well, as the author is suffering a sugar overdose... I guess I'm in charge of this story now..."
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Will the purple marshmallows ever appear? What the hell is Mina scheming? Will Tom ever find some clothes? "NO!" Shut up Dorian!
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What'll happen next? What crazy things should Mina make them do? Sorry for the short chapters, my dentist made me cut back on my sugar...
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And the insanity will not stop!
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The League crowded round Mina's tiny camera, all peering at the even tinier screen. Ignoring the author's cries of This is impossible! This is COMPLETELY impossible! Mina swiftly fast-forwarded through several jerky scenes of indescribable origin, before arriving at a poor quality section, seemingly shot through a keyhole.
Well, at least Nemo and Mina weren't... you know... said the author, relieved.
Tom turned to her, distraught. "They were making a porn film of me! That's not any better!"
Tut, tut. Someone's been neglecting his sugar... The author reached into Jekyll's black doctors bag and withdrew a very sharp looking needle and a packet of pixie stix. After some complicated fiddling, she plunged the needle into Tom's bottom and released a quick dose of sugar into his blood stream.
"Aaah..." Tom sighed happily, eyes slightly glazed and rather out of focus. He clasped his hands above his head, and began to pirouette, apparently oblivious to the fact that the battered copy of Vampires Playboy had, yet again, become dislodged, causing an immediate rise in sighs of happiness.
The author held up the needle, sticky residue dripping from it. Anyone else need a sugar boost? she asked, looking slightly dangerous. When they all shook their heads, mutely, she jammed the needle into her own arm and began to pas de chat with Tom.
"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight..." drawled Mina. "Well, as the author is suffering a sugar overdose... I guess I'm in charge of this story now..."
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Will the purple marshmallows ever appear? What the hell is Mina scheming? Will Tom ever find some clothes? "NO!" Shut up Dorian!
~*~
What'll happen next? What crazy things should Mina make them do? Sorry for the short chapters, my dentist made me cut back on my sugar...