Chapter twenty-one, after much angst and bishie-bitch-slapping, is finished! I’d call it the PWP chapter, as for all the lemon in it, but there is plot, more so than we had in the last PWP chapter, so it doesn’t qualify. There’s no suspenders bondage, but there’s plenty of peanut-butter!Al-nipples, a hint of angst buried under the lemons, and a
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~Sar
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You get a cookie. I think. Yeah. Cookie.
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HOLY CRAP!!! i mean, it was hard enough that i was curled up on the couch with my mom and dad sitting in the room so when i got to the peanut butter nipples i couldn't exactly be like "holy crap that's hot peanut butter nipples!" like i wanted to, and i also couldn't yell "how could ed think danny was raping al?!" either... that would have caused a giant awkward silence all around...
in the meantime, i might be able to gush over how wonderful this chapter (and story in whole) is because sean knows i love yaoi and anything of the like. haha.
i might pass out with anticipation for the next chapter. so if you update and there's a comment from me five seconds later again... yeah, it means i haven't left my computer since the time i've written this note...
~Sar
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Ed you bastard! How dare you! XD He deserves Al running off like that, as mean as that is. Although one could see the misunderstanding, knowing Danny and Al...wow. XD Alright, I take that back, I feel bad for them too, but not as bad as I do for Al and Danny.
Love how Fletcher anticipated this might happen.
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I'm so glad you enjoyed this chapter, hon. Thank you for reading me!
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MY.
God.
*dies*
Ed and Russell... oh gawwwwd. i'm torn between laughing myself silly and feeling so sorry for al and danny. Ed better come up with something REAL good to make up for this one, though I think this is the icing on the cake as far as Al is concerned.
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*revives you* Can't have you dead when the next chapter's done, now can we?
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I would say that the next part will be up shortly, but Ed's furious with me and refusing to talk, and all Russel will do is shoot me dirty looks and grumble stuff under his breath about putting poison ivy on my bathtowel, the bastard.
I'm glad you liked this chapter, sweetie. Thank you so much for reading me!
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There needs to be more screaming.
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Better? ^_~
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