This fanfic was inspired by these images: http:// i22. photobucket .com /albums /b301 /steshin /3076206jn8 .jpg and http:// i22. photobucket .com /albums /b301 /steshin /as10gn9 .jpg (to view pictures, simply copy and paste the links to your browser and delete the spaces) and of course, by Valentines Day. Happy (very) belated Valentine's Day to everyone! (Really, these were written so long ago but a certain FD was too much of a procrastinator)(Stesh: Yeah, FD is lazeh.).

Steshin was here doing editing. Big hugs and kisses!

Story 3
Contributed by: nickelwit

The old janitor hated cleaning up after primadonnas and rock stars. Once, one of them found a brown M&M (explicitly forbidden in the rider management that had given the venue) and wracked over $10K in damage to the dressing room.

He entered Sheryl Nome's room and blinked in surprise. The luxurious bouquets of rare roses the promoter had bought to decorate were overflowing in the trashcan. The only flowers in the room were a haphazardly picked bunch of wildflowers that looked like they were plucked from the local public park.

The janitor looked at the card. "I guess she's a true romantic after all."

To Sheryl,

Break a leg...but not really. See you after the show.

XOXO,

Alto