fine for painting or mowing the lawn

[minkhollow]

WE HAVE A GABBY. GABBYS ARE COOL.
Burning rice and stuffing up the sink is... less so. We need to go to the grocery anyway; Drano will be procured then. (I wonder if it's finished draining from my quick run of dishes yet...) There will be apple turnovers tonight (NOOOOOOOOOOOO).
Meanwhile, Fic Friday!

For
ceitfianna:
Regulus, my brother
Merlin only knows what Sirius makes of Regulus' Sorting, but at least it saves him the trouble of Mother interfering.

Claudia-Moist, dude, that shouldn't work
"I really have to stop giving you ideas, dude. How do you even expect to copy anything without electricity?"

Apollo, you get it or you don't
Artemis makes faces when Apollo starts his haiku phase; he thinks she should just be glad he's laid off the limericks (for now).

Ruby/Charles, falling
It's not that she's afraid to give her heart away again; she's just not sure of the logistics. But she does it anyway.

For
ladyoflorien:
PHYLLIS! BEING AWESOME! :D? And/or, finding a box of strange apple turnovers. >:D
Jack picks up one of the turnovers and has a bite before Phyllis can stop him. How is she going to explain *this?*

More as it develops!

Originally posted at DW;
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