t spiteful You made me write Spike looking after the babies.

Yeah, but you spelled everything correctly. And it was cute.

It was sickening. And, I admit, sort of cute. I must really need food.

Gird thyself and let nothing bar your way.

It was sickening. And, I admit, sort of cute. I must really need food.

(bringing Am a lovely steaming mug of ministration soup)

deb, have you read it?

::accepts soup gratefully, as it does not involve facing the rat::

I have a sudden desire to write a story involving Angel and/or Spike killing and eating many rats. Revenge, or something.

I have a sudden desire to write a story involving Angel and/or Spike killing and eating many rats. Revenge, or something.

Well, it's canon. You could have them debating which breeds taste best. "Now, your common Norwegian brown, that's a bit salty." "That's because all the old fashioned dock rats are extinct now. That's what I was eating when I started this gig."

edit: connie neil, plot bunny pusher

deb, have you read it?

I have not. Hook me up, please?

Connie, I have a picture in my head of Angel, sinking his teeth into a brown hairy, rump, and muttering "Greeeeeat. New Haven Roof Rabbit. Maybe with some chipotle sauce....?"

I keep seeing things like 'When he can?t take it anymore, when the need is too great for him to contain it, he grasps my wrist and forces me to stop my ministrations.' or 'I pause in my ministrations to her ample breasts when I slide the boxers all the way off her body and find out there is absolutely nothing underneath.'

Now granted, I am reading bad fic for a guilty pleasure (dawson's Creek), but still.

So they're actually using the word in correct context, but it's the symptom of other problems.