Right. Kate had made sure Bobby was staying out of the room for a good while, she'd bribed the squirrels with a bottle of rum and promises of adding some in her wishlist as well, and she'd brought the cake she'd baked in the morning into her room.

( So now it was just her in her Princess Valhalla costume, the cake, a tub of Cool Whip -- and someone else. )

Kate was twitchy. She supposed it was a natural side effect of knowing one of her best friends was pretty much going to walk into his death in a few days, and she was supposed to go... see him off, or something. That was not something she wanted to be dealing with ( Read more... )

After returning to Fandom the previous afternoon, Kate had mostly been recuperating by sleeping a lot. It had been more than necessary after the week she'd been having, and it had been all kinds of awesome to just be completely unconscious most of the time ( Read more... )