Dear Fanfiction Writers,
Goodbye...
-Jean Valjean, Javert, Fantine, Marius, Éponine, Cosette, Enjolras, Champmathieu, Les Amis, Derek, Thénardier, Mme. Thénardier, Patron-Minette, the Bishop, and all the rest...
Well, all good things must come to an end. I've enjoyed interacting with you, dear readers, but this story has passed on. It is no more. It has ceased to be. It's expired and gone to meet its maker. Bereft of life, it rests in peace! If it weren't up on this site, it'd be pushing up daisies! Its metabolic processes are history! It's off the twig! It's kicked the bucket, it's shuffled off its mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible! THIS IS AN EX-STORY!
*cough* Um.
This story is over for three major reasons.
a) It is simply unfair to you all that you should have to wait over three weeks for an update for a story that isn't particularly funny and doesn't have particularly long chapters.
b) I have started other stories, and have more fermenting in my brain, and want to be able to pursue them as well.
c) This story is simply not fun to write anymore. I don't know why, but it has become so, and I, for one, write purely for enjoyment. Therefore, the time has come.
It's been lovely...really.
-Psycho
(I know. I'm crying too. Who knows...maybe I'll revive it in five years.)