![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Short post, too tired.
I wrote 2178 words of fanfic (in a fic notebook while working at the math tutoring center, no less) today that will eventually be FY porn, if you two will shut the hell up and start with the sex, already! That's just over 3300 words altogether... with no sex. Good grief.
Nuriko: O_O Dude... we're getting there.
Tasuki: I can almost taste it!
R-chan: *grumbles* Well, you're not getting there fast enough. Pay attention.
:-P Now, exhausted. Going to bed.
(And what sucks the most? In spite of how well this fic is going and that I'm mainly writing it so I can write it for Claude and Berger... I'd rather have been writing Hair fic, today. That second Algea sequel is just begging to get started. *eg*)
Claude: No, it is not! Leave me the hell alone, already!
Berger: *grabs at Claude* Would you calm down? She all but promised us sex in this story!
Claude: O_O;;; What??
Berger: *twitch* Weren't you listening? She all but promised us sex. We want her to write this one. Pay attention!
Claude: Seriously, man... I don't know. As much as I love you... I'm not sure sex is worth another of those whumpfests.
Berger: *rae* Whumpfest?
Claude: *scowls* Well, what would you call them?
Berger: *snorts* I don't know man, but probably not that.
Claude: *throws hands in the air* You know what? Now I'm exhausted.
R-chan: -.-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Claude: Yeah. Exactly. *wanders off*
I wrote 2178 words of fanfic (in a fic notebook while working at the math tutoring center, no less) today that will eventually be FY porn, if you two will shut the hell up and start with the sex, already! That's just over 3300 words altogether... with no sex. Good grief.
Nuriko: O_O Dude... we're getting there.
Tasuki: I can almost taste it!
R-chan: *grumbles* Well, you're not getting there fast enough. Pay attention.
:-P Now, exhausted. Going to bed.
(And what sucks the most? In spite of how well this fic is going and that I'm mainly writing it so I can write it for Claude and Berger... I'd rather have been writing Hair fic, today. That second Algea sequel is just begging to get started. *eg*)
Claude: No, it is not! Leave me the hell alone, already!
Berger: *grabs at Claude* Would you calm down? She all but promised us sex in this story!
Claude: O_O;;; What??
Berger: *twitch* Weren't you listening? She all but promised us sex. We want her to write this one. Pay attention!
Claude: Seriously, man... I don't know. As much as I love you... I'm not sure sex is worth another of those whumpfests.
Berger: *rae* Whumpfest?
Claude: *scowls* Well, what would you call them?
Berger: *snorts* I don't know man, but probably not that.
Claude: *throws hands in the air* You know what? Now I'm exhausted.
R-chan: -.-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Claude: Yeah. Exactly. *wanders off*