Just to add to my glee even more, after going downstairs to check the house wasn't being broken into I discovered that it was just the retard of a postman failing at posting things. And there on the doormat A PRESENT FROM ELLIE. WRAPPED IN NME PAPER. WITH A BEAUTIFUL PETE CARD. And it was....
A BERET!! THANK YOU ELLIE. I OWE YOU SEVERAL.
Bahaha.
ALSO. HERE IS A PRESENT FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS IT BECAUSE I AM IN A BLOODY GOOD MOOD.
Go
here.
Pick a number.
Comment with the number and a pairing.
And I will write you something based on that secret.
(Also feel free to specify anything else you fancy reading in that particular piece.)