for oncoming_storms 82.2: Single Words: Book

[handysparehand]

He stopped short as he passed the bookshop. He would’ve kept walking, except a face in the window caught his eyes. A face on a poster in the window, multiple posters in fact.

Book signing, today only.

Harold Saxon.

Comments

[handysparehand]

I can end it there if I so desire :|

But I'm glad you enjoyed, since that was the intention! *hugs* I am actually very happy you liked, because, again, writing the Master makes me want to run and hide.

write me things and maybe it won't end? idk

[handysparehand]

I feel odd about the sexmemes, I think I was just like I will make Farrah write something for me and this might be the only way when I put a request into that. And I dunno.....let me think on it?

[handysparehand]

I should be sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeping now. Ummm....write me the Master and Handy.

[salvagestime]

(If you give a Fa-chan a prompt, she'll ask for a sequel.

If you give her a sequel, she'll feel that it needs meta to go along with it...

...I just like using "If you give a mouse a cookie" things.

...On that note: seriously, Mel, no ending there!!! I wanna see what happens.)

[handysparehand]

(And you all ready commented that you were insatiable, I will just delete my comment to Kisha now so I don't look repetive.

BUT as I said to her, this is very random 4am fic to feed your insatiable appetite. SO um, I don't know what happens! Or anything, beyond you said Harold Saxon and this was all I could think of!)

[handysparehand]

(I all ready deleted it!

MAYBE? I WILL TRY?)

[handysparehand]

Or else what?

[salvagestime]

SHE DELETED THE COMMENT.

YOU CAD, MEL.

Now she has to write more.

[handysparehand]

Did you just call me a cad? Where are we, 1963?

Although, I really do like that word cad