Moving' right along.

[rabidfangirl]

*weeps*

Everything hurts and I'm huge and I can't see my delicate little feet!!!

This is way too fast.

Oh, Eru ... I don't have anyone to coach me through labor!!! I don't even know which SO to strangle when the kiddies come out!!!

I hate this.

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[nazgulsteed]

*scurries past, weighed down by straw* must...construct...nest

[rabidfangirl]

There'd better not be anything point in there!!!

[wargofthenorth]

*sifts through Binky's straw*

*finds a couple of knives*

I'll take those; I need 'em right about now...

[rabidfangirl]

*gapes*

Get it away! Get it away!

[wargofthenorth]

I am I AM!!

What'd you think I was doing?

Planning on practicing knife-tossing with you as the target?

I rather like that idea. Pop the Fan Girl; babies come gushing out in a kind of natal tidal-wave...

[rabidfangirl]

Actually, I meant the computer generated creepy thing that is you, but now that I see you're trying to help, I'm willing to look past your menacing exterior to the lukewarm soul within.

I'm computer-generated? They never tell me anything...

[wargofthenorth]

Actually, I may need these knives to ward off any *other* fan girl that shows up; those types are dangerous.

Present company exempted...

It's an agent thing

[rabidfangirl]

Oh, don't worry, hun. I'm not a sci-fi fangirl. Though I could of course turn at any moment.