i got caught up in the storm

[echoes]

OH GOD, THIS THING IS SO LOLARIOUS:

I'm not trying to cause a big sensation,
I'm just talkin' 'bout my epic gay destiny.

Which song was this lyric from?

Get your own lyrics:

Er, anyway. I was planning on answering all the comments to the pie!fic, and then writing more of the pony!fic (plus PI-Katie!fic), only I have this headache of epic, head-splitting proportions so I am taking two Advil and going to bed. BUT FIRST. POLL TIME.


[Poll #1311270][Poll #1311270]

BTW, I am only sending fic snippets to people who explicitly requested them because I didn't want to send someone a snippet for something they might HATE. D: (If you happen to want a snippet, and don't remember if you requested one or not, feel free to just holler at me and I will write it down!)

Comments

[thisissirius.livejournal.com]

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FINE, OKAY.

OMG AHAHA. BRADLEY WOULD TOTALLY HAVE HIS SPEEDOS ON UNDERNEATH.

COLIN: YOU KNOW YOU LOOK RIDICULOUS, RIGHT?
BRADLEY: *SHIVERING*
COLIN: MORON
BRADLEY: DAJF;AJFKD;AFJDAL;FJ;LDJ WHY AREN'T YOU MORE SYMPATHETIC?
COLIN: KATIE ATTACKS YOU WITH SHOES AND YET YOU STILL BADGER HER. YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF
BRADLEY: D: I HATE YOU
COLIN: HAVE FUN
KATIE: I'M READY
BRADLEY & COLIN: ....
COLIN: I'LL, UH, BE OVER THERE. DOING THINGS
BRADLEY: THIS SPEEDO HIDES NOTHING, DOES IT?

[lovestories.livejournal.com]

*AFTERWARD*

BRADLEY: *SHIVERING* DDDD:
KATIE: THAT WAS REFRESHING. *NOT SHIVERING* ALSO, I BEAT YOU BY A LANDSLIDE.
BRADLEY: JAD;LFJ;ALFJAD;J THE WATER WAS COLD, OK? AND SO WAS THE AIR. AND I ALMOST DROWNED WHEN YOU KICKED ME.
KATIE: YEAH, YEAH, WHATEVER. *WANDERS OFF*
COLIN: ...
BRADLEY: OH SHIT I FORGOT TO BRING A TOWEL. AND EXTRA CLOTHES.
COLIN: ...
BRADLEY: *DRAPES SELF OVER COLIN*

[thisissirius.livejournal.com]

DKFJSLK'FJDS;AJG;KLASJGDLS.

OMG. AND THEN THEY WOULD NEED TO GO HOME AND GET WARM, OF COURSE. AND THEY HAVE SLOW NAKED SEX (OBV BECAUSE IT'S HARD TO HAVE FULLY!CLOTHED SEX D:) INFRONT OF THE FIRE. WHERIN BRADLEY REASSERTS HIS MASCULINITY BY PRESSING COLIN INTO THE RUG AND FUCKING HIM SEVEN WAYS FROM SUNDAY.

[lovestories.livejournal.com]

I HAVE BEEN KILLED WITH THE WIN OF IT ALL. (KATIE GOES HOME, WAITS APPROX. THIRTY MINUTES AND THEN CALLS COLIN AND BRADLEY'S FLAT, OR WHEREVER THEY'RE AT AND LEAVES A LONG AND RAMBLING MESSAGE WHEN THEY DON'T PICK UP THE PHONE. PROBABLY ABOUT THE MOST UNSEXY THINGS SHE CAN THINK OF.)