You got all kinds of learnin' and you made me look the fool without tryin', and yet here I am with a gun to your head. That's 'cause I got people with me. People who trust each other, who do for each other, and ain't always lookin' for the advantage.

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


§ ita § - Jul 08, 2007 3:39:27 pm PDT #5612 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

My parents live in the house where I spent most of my childhood, but we were peripatetic and then some. I haven't lived there since I was 12.

And my parents have done just about everything possible to redo the house so it's not familiar at all.

Which is fair. There are a multitude of reasons I can't fit in it anymore.

Ooh. I don't Allyson reads this thread, so I'll mention the availability thing to her somewhere else.


sj - Jul 08, 2007 3:53:19 pm PDT #5613 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

My mother and stepfather still live (in the winter months) in the house where I grew up from the time I was two. They plan on selling it when my mother retires next summer, and I am sure I will be really sad when that happens.


Laga - Jul 08, 2007 4:01:29 pm PDT #5614 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

nebbermind


tommyrot - Jul 08, 2007 4:05:56 pm PDT #5615 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Oh. Duh. That's what I was thinking, except backwards.


Amy - Jul 08, 2007 4:40:22 pm PDT #5616 of 10001
Because books.

We seem to have acquired a cat.

He's an ugly thing. Well, not ugly, really, he's shorthaired, black and white, and actually fairly handsome, except for his tail. Which clearly was run over at some point, because he now has just a stump which was never taken care of, and is ... pretty gross.

Sara's been talking about him for weeks, and he's tame and friendly. Every time she runs out to him, he lets her pet him. She's been giving him water sometimes, and we've figured out he's been living in the bushes beside the porch.

Right now, we're sitting on the screened porch watching SPN by citronella light, and he's meowing and pawing at the door. And Stephen just fixed food and water and took it out to him.

I think his name shall be Winchester.


Cashmere - Jul 08, 2007 4:50:33 pm PDT #5617 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Oh, AmyLiz, how perfect! Or purrfect.


Amy - Jul 08, 2007 4:53:19 pm PDT #5618 of 10001
Because books.

Oh, AmyLiz, how perfect! Or purrfect.

I think so. He's a survivor, and a little mysterious, not to mention a bit worse for the wear. Winchester fits.


Ginger - Jul 08, 2007 5:09:28 pm PDT #5619 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

He's a survivor, and a little mysterious, not to mention a bit worse for the wear.

Also, damaged. Don't forget damaged.


Cass - Jul 08, 2007 5:13:58 pm PDT #5620 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Also, damaged. Don't forget damaged.
Such a Winchester...

Kitty!


Amy - Jul 08, 2007 5:15:36 pm PDT #5621 of 10001
Because books.

Definitely damaged. Poor baby.

I'm not sure where we're going with this, though. I mean, I don't think we're making him an indoor cat. I have no idea if he has fleas, and he needs to be seen by a vet. But we are going to feed and water him, for now.