(Reno is poking me in the ribs, following me like an annoying Pokemon you just DON'T wanna catch!)
Me: OW!!! Reno! That freakin' hurts!
Reno: You are a bad, bad person!
Me: Why?!
Reno: Because you have left me hanging high and dry and low and wet and all points in between! It's been over a month since you last updated!
Me: It's your fault, you dork!
Reno: Me?! How is this my fault?!
Me: You got The Muses drunk and they haven't visited me! They stay at the bar with you all the time! They're either drunk or hung over and an interesting story that makes not!
Reno (thinking): Okay...you got a point.
(Turning the tables and slapping Reno upside his cute little red-head.)
Reno: Owie!!! Knock it off!
Me: Be nice to me! I hold your sexual life in my hands!
Reno (thowing himself down on the ground and wrapping his arms around my legs): PLEASE forgive me!! I promise, no more booze for The Muses. How about I promise them a bitchin' kegger after this story is complete?
Me: Um...okay. Can I come? I like tequilla.
Reno: Of course! And we'll have Elena clean up the mess.
Me: Sweet!
A/N: So sorry! Tax season is over and the mortgage biz is starting to get a little effed up, so I've been really busy. Add to the mix a freakin' two year old who doesn't like to let Mommy get any sleep and you have one tired, uninpired author. Plus, The Muses have been drunk. But, they are attending AA with Cloud, (though I don't think he's that bad...oh wait! He does live in a bar, huh? Nice!) so I think they are doing better. I feel a rumbly in my mind, so that hopefully means I have a brain fart coming on and when that happens, wonderful smut is written. Kinda nasty metaphor, huh? Anyway, stay tuned and bear with me please! I won't disappoint!