"Maybe the virus is trying to talk to us."

[sethoz]

Okay, time to have an up-date on my fanfiction writing. I can see you all squeeing with excitement already ;-)

I've written three things in the last two days. Addmittedly two of them were drabbles... but it's something. The first is a McShep drabble called The Cold, which is really shamless cuteness

Comments

[probodie]

Okaay - get the point.

*skips off to join*

Hehehe

[sethoz]

*bounces and squees*

Yay!

You'll like it ;)

[probodie]

I bet!!! Even if I havent always got time to respond...although drabbles...hmmmlol

[sethoz]

Anything over 100 words is fine ;)

McShepy goodness! XD

[probodie]

Hmmmm...you are live...very live...

or do I mean evil??? *raises eyebrow in quizzical manner!*

[sethoz]

Could I not be both? I rather like being live.

And I can't help being evil. It's what I am. See, this is me being evil;

“Call me!” He called after Ford.

“I will!” Ford answered. Teyla's eyes darkened and she dragged the intoxicated young man out of the room.

“You will not” Were her last words before the door shut behind them and the other two were left alone in the room.

A snipplet from my drunk fic ;) :P Mwahahahahaha

[probodie]

*giggles* me likee...oh yeah!!!!

[sethoz]

Surprise!!

Part One