Adventures In A Refrigerator (Police) Box

[fascistsinjune]

I wrote something!

“You know,” Troy said, shifting, “This box is kinda small.”

Abed sniffed, skinny arms wrapped around skinny knees hugged close to a skinny body. “Well, it was bigger on the inside. Until you decided to crawl in with me.”

Troy fidgeted, trying to find a comfortable position in the upside down refrigerator box. “Well, you said

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[visiblemarket]

Aww, this was very cute, thanks for sharing!

[fascistsinjune]

Well thanks for commenting!

[fascistsinjune]

He totally would. It's not like he's actually human anyways. ;)

[ever_neutral]

Hey, just came over to compliment your fic again. It's so squee-worthy. Also, hope you don't mind if I friend you for more of this.

[fascistsinjune]

Feel free! Always looking for more friends. And thanks again!

*friends you back*

[neigedens]

“You can be Amy.”

Aw. I would that AU. This was adorable.

[fascistsinjune]

Don't tempt me, don't tempt me.....

Okay. You've tempted me. Not I wanna write that SO FUCKING BAD.

[neigedens]

Ha, LET ME ENABLE YOU. I would read it MANY TIMES. :D

[fascistsinjune]

Goddamn. My brain is currently scrambling to come up with HOW THAT WOULD EVER CONCEIVABLY WORK.

This might just happen.

[fascistsinjune]

I tried. But I had a lot of difficulty with Abed. I sent in the first bit to my friend and she was all... "You wrote Abed as if he were the Doctor who knew a lot of pop-culture references. This ain't Abed."

And then I cried.

[fascistsinjune]

I might have, ummmmm deleted it. I get easily discouraged.

How do you make Abed stay and listen to all you say? How do you keep a John Hughes movie upon the saaaaaaand?