I’m Getting All Warm And Fuzzy Inside

You I Expected Better Of." He Turned His Swirling Sliver Gaze From Sam To Dev And Fang. "you Two Not So Much." -acheron

Ash Paused As He Entered The House To Find The Three Women Lined Up And... Singing To... Dear Gods, Anything But This. "fergilicious." All He Needed Was For Simi To Be Here And Off-key With Them Since It Was Her Favorite Song And He'd Spent The Better Part Of The Last Year Cursing Whoever Was Dumb Enough To Introduce That Song To A Hormonal Teenaged Demon. Worst Part? Simi Wanted Him To Call Her Similicious.

I Agree, Dad. I Was Just Explaining To The Woman Why We Don’t Look Anything Alike And Why You Would Have Been Younger Than Me When I Was Born. It Doesn’t Mean I Don’t Love You ‘cause You Know I Do. Make One Snotty Comment In Anger When You’re Twelve Years Old Going Through Puberty And Getting Grounded, And You Pay For It For The Rest Of Your Life. Parents Ain’t Got No Sense Of Humor. (omari)

Fury Snorted. "you're The Leader, Vane. Lead.

Writers. For Some Reason, A Lot Of You Reject What You Hear And See In Your Heads. If You Go Too Long Ignoring It, It Builds Up And Then You Do All Sorts Of Weird Things. Mumble To Yourself. Nightmares. Day-dreams. Total Anarchy And Chaos. Before You Know It, The Writer Is Either Sitting In Corner Feverishly Humming To His- Or Herself Or On Prozac. You’re Not On Prozac, Are You? (esther)