To: tyler.durden@fandomhigh.net ( Read more... )

Tyler woke up and stretched, in a pretty good mood for him. The blues had lost the basketball game, but he hadn't played too badly. And the afterparty had been fun, even if he wasn't quite sure what to make of the idea Alec was part cat.

And he had plans for the day -- seeing how Walter's wires worked. That didn't suck ( Read more... )

Tyler took his head full of restless thoughts and went for a long walk through the woods. It had been an odd couple of days.

He had moved in with the mighty Stickbugs, discussed Stickbugs vs. Squirrels with John, Jamie and Nadia, been told to pass pine trees on the right, been sentenced to library duty, been trained for library work, had a ( Read more... )

Tyler turned on his laptop, flexed his fingers, and set about writing the message he had talked to Alec about.

From: Tyler.Durden@fandomhigh.edu
To: cinderella.suicide@gmail.com
Subject: Checking in.

Marla -

Hi. It's me.

I'm fine. I'm at a private school near D.C. People here are nice, weather is okay, all of that ( Read more... )