The blood thing might be doable, but not Kool-Aid. Kool-Aid is serious. I thought as much. Time to check on the fandom stock of kleenex and happy pills - you know what kind of clusterfuck can result from poor supply management.
But EEEEEEEEE! New Layla! I can totally get over you killing off half of Bravo Two if this is what you follow it up with, every time!
"She's getting better at her evasive skills," he says admirably. You know, Ray doesn't spend all of his time with her promoting her moral decay. Every now and then he throws in a training exercise or two, to build on Brad's fundamentals.
"This from the civilian menace?" Aw. Sweet talk!
Nate grins brightly. "Maybe I want you to catch me." Oh, he does. Me too.
Her smile is enormous, showing all her little baby teeth and a mouth stained by who knows how much red Kool-Aid. Adorable! They're going to need a good dentist.
Ray is not allowed to baby-sit unsupervised anymore," Nate warns. But - that's so mean! Ray doesn't get any Layla time? Who's going to teach her to lie to teachers and make the other kids do her homework? Who's going to take her to NASCAR!?
"Get our daughter washed and in bed and I might drive something else hard too." Mmm. So sexy when he's bossy.
Clearly everybody's whipped when it comes to Brad. Well, yeah. Clearly.
Thank you! I feel better. Don't you feel better! Didn't writing this put a smile on your face? I think I'm possibly channelling A, but you know that happy!fic is the way to go, here.
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But EEEEEEEEE! New Layla! I can totally get over you killing off half of Bravo Two if this is what you follow it up with, every time!
"She's getting better at her evasive skills," he says admirably. You know, Ray doesn't spend all of his time with her promoting her moral decay. Every now and then he throws in a training exercise or two, to build on Brad's fundamentals.
"This from the civilian menace?" Aw. Sweet talk!
Nate grins brightly. "Maybe I want you to catch me." Oh, he does. Me too.
Her smile is enormous, showing all her little baby teeth and a mouth stained by who knows how much red Kool-Aid. Adorable! They're going to need a good dentist.
Ray is not allowed to baby-sit unsupervised anymore," Nate warns. But - that's so mean! Ray doesn't get any Layla time? Who's going to teach her to lie to teachers and make the other kids do her homework? Who's going to take her to NASCAR!?
"Get our daughter washed and in bed and I might drive something else hard too." Mmm. So sexy when he's bossy.
Clearly everybody's whipped when it comes to Brad. Well, yeah. Clearly.
Thank you! I feel better. Don't you feel better! Didn't writing this put a smile on your face? I think I'm possibly channelling A, but you know that happy!fic is the way to go, here.