Aug 13, 2002 19:52
'He wouldn't have stood a chance,' joked Oliver, looking happier than he did a while ago. 'He's got a sword and a pony, I've got a wand and a broomstick, you're as good as mine.'
Zeft, you've converted me.
*melts*
make love not war,
fanfiction
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Must write chapter 4 very, very soon.
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