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If you want snuggles from Cissie, leave me a comment, and if you have any premise or prompt that's great.
A genre would be great too, i.e. crack, fluff, angst etc. But if you just want to leave me pairings and make me figure it out, I can roll with that too.
Pick as many as you'd like! Don't know how much I'll get to before I decide to stop. And any verse can play!
[...I will also say that I might let you prompt me with future stuff. Which might be a mistake, but.]
A genre would be great too, i.e. crack, fluff, angst etc. But if you just want to leave me pairings and make me figure it out, I can roll with that too.
Pick as many as you'd like! Don't know how much I'll get to before I decide to stop. And any verse can play!
[...I will also say that I might let you prompt me with future stuff. Which might be a mistake, but.]
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Date: 2009-06-15 05:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-15 12:21 pm (UTC)Ollie and Cissie.
YEAH THAT'S RIGHT.
I have no idea why. BUt I imagine it'd be awkward.
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Date: 2009-06-16 11:03 pm (UTC)*
"Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom. MOM!"
"What, Ick?" Cissie cried, exasperated. "What have I told you about shouting in the house?"
"You're doing it too!" Ick shouted back from the next room. "MOM, there's someone on TV who looks like you!"
Cissie blinked and turned the heat down on the stove, shaking her head. "What's the TV rule?"
Ick looked up at her mother, wide-eyed, when she came into the living room with her hands on her hips. "Um. I forget?"
Cissie rolled her eyes to the ceiling briefly. "No television before dinner. You did not for--what are you watching?"
"I don't know! It was just on! But look, Mom! She looks like you!" Ick jumped up and pointed at the television, which was playing an episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker.
Cissie wrinkled her nose--had Kon been here? "Well, that's because that is me, when I was... sixteen? Maybe fifteen. It was a long time ago."
Ick turned and stared at her. "Mom! But--that's cool!"
Cissie laughed and reached for the remote, turning off the television. "That's a show for older kids though, Ick. In a few years you can watch it with Uncle Kon, okay?"
Ick wrinkled her nose. "Mom, was that really you?"
"Yes. Why?"
Ick gave her a highly skeptical look. "You were kissing a girl."
Cissie just looked at her for a moment, trying to figure out how to reply to that. Finally, she said, "Yes."
"Why?"
"...Because I was acting, which is like pretending, remember?"
"Oh." Ick was quiet for a minute, looking thoughtful. "Mom, can I be an actor?"
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Date: 2009-06-17 12:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-17 12:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-15 02:48 pm (UTC)But, a real prompt. I have it! Cassie and Cissie snuggles on Cissie's wedding day. Or if you want not future, Cassie and Cissie snuggles that feature Cyrano the puppy dog, too :D
(And sure, I COULD delete the ramble but I think I at least amuse you)
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Date: 2009-06-16 03:42 am (UTC)