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The mun has spent the last two days's free time doing everything in her power to get Mozilla Firefox back.
She has failed. Miserably.
So, before Mary Sue is gone forever, there is this:
“Wouldn’t it be nice?”
Normally around this time of month, Ryan is snappish and growlly, and with good reason. Not today, though.
“Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray, it might come true”
Today, he’s singing.
“Baby, then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldn’t do”
Just under his breath, and without the natural talent that others have shown, but unmistakably singing. (He has gotten better, though. It’s hard to be tone deaf when you’re a werewolf.)
“We could be married”
It could be he’s singing because of the sheer number of squirrels in front of him. He laid his traps out the first day of the full moon and is more than pleased to see that it paid off. It probably helped that he left them out an extra day. He’s happily skinning the fourth or so squirrel as he hits the next line.
“And then we’d be happy”
Or maybe it’s because Angie’s taking his lycanthropy so well. He shouldn’t be surprised, but it makes him grin every time he thinks of it. He's wondering what he can do with the squirrel pelts for a gift.
“Wouldn’t it be nice?”
She has failed. Miserably.
So, before Mary Sue is gone forever, there is this:
“Wouldn’t it be nice?”
Normally around this time of month, Ryan is snappish and growlly, and with good reason. Not today, though.
“Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray, it might come true”
Today, he’s singing.
“Baby, then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldn’t do”
Just under his breath, and without the natural talent that others have shown, but unmistakably singing. (He has gotten better, though. It’s hard to be tone deaf when you’re a werewolf.)
“We could be married”
It could be he’s singing because of the sheer number of squirrels in front of him. He laid his traps out the first day of the full moon and is more than pleased to see that it paid off. It probably helped that he left them out an extra day. He’s happily skinning the fourth or so squirrel as he hits the next line.
“And then we’d be happy”
Or maybe it’s because Angie’s taking his lycanthropy so well. He shouldn’t be surprised, but it makes him grin every time he thinks of it. He's wondering what he can do with the squirrel pelts for a gift.
“Wouldn’t it be nice?”