The Next Element
AUTHOR'S NOTE
PLEASE DON'T ALERT ME... PLEASE!
Even though it won't really matter that much...
I know I've been inactive here for... well, forever, really. But I'm getting help. Briana (BLFBH, or her new account, Saramis Kismet) is going to help me. This goes for most of my stories... well, since she helps me on just about all of these, and she's gotten pretty good at her new stuff, we decided to move most of my stories, including this one, to her account and pretty much partnering there for a while. This story's going to become a joint project for us. If anyone actually read my Hey Arnold fics (pscha... like any of ya'll did) then I'll be moving Query too, if she lets me. I hope she does. If You Feel Like Letting Go, I totally lost where I was going with that which sucks because I thought it was pretty good.
Turns out I had two favorites on this story... sorry you guys. I'm a bad girl, I am. I shall giveth all my past readers pixie stix for that.
This is an alert; this copy of the story will be shut down soon after this note goes up. So if you want to alert me, don't, because I'll be deleting it anyway as soon as I can. But it's late, and I'm awfully tired, so maybe by a few days...
If you're just now reading this and you're mad at me because you think this is good (somehow) and want to continue, you'll be able to. At the account I mentioned before.
Peace and noodles to you all,
Andrea, aka Phebga