Nuts.

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I no can has pinch hit. :-( So. First ten people to drop me a pairing and an improv word will get a sentence of a story that doesn't exist. And by sentence I prolly mean like 100 words. Okay, I have my ten. No more! And before I forget:

Dearest Awesome Yuletide Writer Person:

I am out of town next week, but as soon as I can I will be sending you most slovering and effusive feedback.

<3,
Me.

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[aurora]

Sylar/Mohinder, darkness.

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Mohinder was never afraid of the dark when he was little. He mother explained to him that the only reason it got dark at night was that the sun had to go to bed to get some rest, like Mohinder did, and that in the morning it would wake up again, just like Mohinder did. Mohinder's mother said that the moon and the sun were twins, that it was simply rare for them to be out together. Not impossible, just rare, and on those rare occasions when they were, that's when there was a moment of darkness, and then it passed. Except that the last time there was an eclipse Mohinder met Peter Petrelli, and Peter led him to Sylar and now Mohinder feels like he's in a eclipse he can get out of. It's not day or night, it just is. Sort of like he and Sylar.

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Oh, oh, fantastic! Thank you.