So this will simply be a collection of any drabbles I write (probably won't be many). Instead of posting such short things as different stories, I'll just post them all here as separate chapters. Probably all be slashy but who knows, anything could happen. Any pairing is possible.
This is Polo's fault. She said Wes was tangled. She meant Wes the ferret but clearly I had other thoughts.
Tangled
There was no feasible way he could hide the snicker of amusement.
How someone could possibly get themselves that tangled was beyond him. It wasn't like there had been a nightmare or even good dream involved, Wes had been sleeping peacefully all night. Yet now here he was, tangled in sheets that seemed determined to keep him in the bed.
Angel couldn't exactly disagree with them. After all Wes in bed was nothing but good. Naked Wes in bed was perfect.
Even with that doomsday glare he had aimed in Angel's direction. "You know, instead of gawking at me you could perhaps lend a hand?"
Angel fought back another snicker and stepped forward. Got them both tangled in the sheets instead.