For the record, Jono adored kids. He really did. Even when he had to put up with a small pack of the little beasts for four solid days thanks to the time difference between Fandom Island and Kaeleer, he adored them. Even after four days of running laps around a bloody mansion, four days of trying to pick up on second languages he couldn't even ( Read more... )

What was the point of informing all of his Glacian war cohorts that they were staying at his apartment if he wasn't going to actually entertain them? Jono very rarely did anything that even remotely resembled 'having a social life,' or even 'entertaining company,' but when he had Momoko, Dinah, Raven, Karla, and Warren all staying under his roof, ( Read more... )

To say that Jonothon felt like hell would have been a gross understatement. He'd been to plenty of places that could very well be described as 'hell,' and the way he'd been feeling since he came to after Karla's sleep spell was something well and truly beyond all of that ( Read more... )

Armin had been the first of the Blood in Jonothon's group to panic and run through the shield. He hadn't been the last. Steadily, one by one, the Blood on the team had given in to the psychic battering that the witchblood was unleashing upon them, and more landens had fallen along the way, either to psychic cries of pain, or to their own fatigue, ( Read more... )

Jono had spent the majority of his day after his broadcast and his trip to the Perk just sleeping. The last week had been tiring at best, and he hadn't done much in the way of sleeping through the whole ordeal. Or eating. Or anything that wasn't horribly draining in one capacity or another ( Read more... )

"Why don't you crawl back under the rock you evolved out from under ( Read more... )

Curry. Tonight, Jono had decided, as he set up his room with company in mind and flipped through the phone book for local restaurants, was a good night for curry.

Once upon a time, so help him, he used to like curry. And then there had been years without a mouth, and now this, and he was effectively staring down at his dish and nudging a piece of ( Read more... )