Quick updates: Survived my finals. Barely. I have a review for Indigo Prophecy to post, but who knows when I'll get to it, and I just bought the first book of Spiderwick to see if it's good. Also, been reading Death Note and Near and Mello frickin' own. So did the latest chapter of Naruto. :)
Okay, five second fic summaries. Expect crack and stupidity on my part. And you should totally do it too, okay? Okay.
Charmed
dwellChris: God, life sucks.
Piper: You're going to die just like Prue. But only after we're mean to you. 8D
Naruto
Taste
Kabuto: And you thought Orochimaru was the pedophile.
Son
Kakashi: I could have sworn we had some go-gurt left over...
Sasuke: *is dead*
Potential
Sasuke: My life sucks.
Naruto: Let's sleep together.
Sasuke: ...
Sasuke: My problems are now solved.
Silent
Itachi: Sibling rivalry is completely normal.
Orochimaru: Which is why, Sasuke, you should hang out with a pedophile.
Niwa
Sasuke: So Sakura's the normal one, Naruto's the good one, and I'm the screw-up?
Naruto: No, you're just...
Naruto: ....
Naruto: Yeah, pretty much.
Vanity
Sasuke: I hate mirrors and need to shower.
Readers: You are such a tool.
NaïvetéSasuke: I seem to attract older men...
Kakashi: *pets*
Readers: I don't even know how to pronounce the title.
The ShadowSakura: You know, Sasuke, I'm here fo--
Sasuke: Your mom.
Sakura: TT_TT
Poisoned
Naruto: Next time, Sasuke, just jump out a window.
Sasuke: I'm afraid of heights.
Naruto: In that case, can I shove my tongue down your throat?
Control
FF.Net: Hyphens do not exist.
Sasuke: I refuse to make sense.
With
Naruto: Ew, Sasuke, you don't take a shower after you work out?
Sasuke: It's part of being traumatized.
Saviour
Sasuke: I was just taking a stroll...
Kabuto: It is SO past your bedtime.
Me: 'Saviour' or 'Savior'...? Ah, the true moral debate.
Silent Hill
Numbered
Henry: People were murdered here.... A man tried to kill me.... He thought my room was his mother.... Why haven't I moved out?
Eileen: *PMSing*
X-Men
Almost EvilIn which Something is happening, but no one, not even the writer, knows what.
Remy: God, I need a cigarette.