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6440 words and Lucifer has finally shut up.
Now to write: the entire plot!
Ahaha.
I've got my cousin's wedding tomorrow and I've spent the evening welcoming![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
queencattabby back from America and stuffing myself with American lollies. HOW CAN YOU ALL DO IT? HOW DO YOU NOT GET SICK OF PEANUT BUTTER? WHY DO THEY ALL TASTE THE SAME? THERE ARE ONLY SO MANY VARIATIONS OF CHOCOLATE 'N' PEANUTS 'N' CARAMEL IN THIS WORLD, SURELY?
*collapses into bed, clutching stomach*
Oh, y'all wanted more of the fic. Uh. So you don't claw my face off:
Bentley Aeronautics: Internal Memo
To: Andronicus Ji ‘Pervert’ Crowley
CEO’s office
From: The pair of walking breasts
Bobbing around the corridors
Re: your fashion sense
When you said you were going to buy me a dress for Bett’s thing, I thought you meant a garment. Not a skirt attached to couple of pieces of lièzhì black ribbon held together by nothing much more than luck. I’m joking, I cheated and traced the tag. Once again, I will reiterate that the amount of money you make is embarrassing. Nobody is even going to notice that you’re not flirting with the requisite number of corporate wives, they’ll be too busy staring at my cleavage to suspect that you’re not equally enthralled.
Speaking of which, the Osiris scout reported another of the items on Aziraphael’s list, so I’ll let you have the pleasure of sending it on and awaiting the high-pitched screams of delight.
Gillian Dree says that she's found the missing data sheet and will send it on through tomorrow, and DK has been trying to get hold of you with increasing hysteria. I think Rosse shook him up but good.
(Really, the dress is quite nice. Xièxie nĭ. I’ll see you tonight.)
- E
Now to write: the entire plot!
Ahaha.
I've got my cousin's wedding tomorrow and I've spent the evening welcoming
queencattabby back from America and stuffing myself with American lollies. HOW CAN YOU ALL DO IT? HOW DO YOU NOT GET SICK OF PEANUT BUTTER? WHY DO THEY ALL TASTE THE SAME? THERE ARE ONLY SO MANY VARIATIONS OF CHOCOLATE 'N' PEANUTS 'N' CARAMEL IN THIS WORLD, SURELY?*collapses into bed, clutching stomach*
Oh, y'all wanted more of the fic. Uh. So you don't claw my face off:
Bentley Aeronautics: Internal Memo
To: Andronicus Ji ‘Pervert’ Crowley
CEO’s office
From: The pair of walking breasts
Bobbing around the corridors
Re: your fashion sense
When you said you were going to buy me a dress for Bett’s thing, I thought you meant a garment. Not a skirt attached to couple of pieces of lièzhì black ribbon held together by nothing much more than luck. I’m joking, I cheated and traced the tag. Once again, I will reiterate that the amount of money you make is embarrassing. Nobody is even going to notice that you’re not flirting with the requisite number of corporate wives, they’ll be too busy staring at my cleavage to suspect that you’re not equally enthralled.
Speaking of which, the Osiris scout reported another of the items on Aziraphael’s list, so I’ll let you have the pleasure of sending it on and awaiting the high-pitched screams of delight.
Gillian Dree says that she's found the missing data sheet and will send it on through tomorrow, and DK has been trying to get hold of you with increasing hysteria. I think Rosse shook him up but good.
(Really, the dress is quite nice. Xièxie nĭ. I’ll see you tonight.)
- E
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I feel like I've been Hitchcocked. :D
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I am but a poor, confused American.
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Yep, I'm in love.
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A: No, of course not!
I need to get onto wrting the bits with the Serenity crew so Mal can be all taciturn and such.
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And Pixi Stix, which at least involved no peanuts at all, just...brightly coloured sugar.
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Somuchfun.
Watch my grades go soaring out the window.
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Need a beta?
:D
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Hit 7000 words this morning.
This is so not what was meant to happen when I volunteered to write a crossover for Sophie's birthday >_
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(Really, I doubt there will be a huge wait in which Nny will dance around smugly :D All I need is a green light and an absense of WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH OUR CHARACTERS, WOMAN? and I'll be posting away.)