Reconnecting: GT SpoilersLeaning back in his chair, Yomiel found himself unable to quite look the purple haired woman in the eyes. Afterall, he had been responsible for her death once.Reconnecting: GT Spoilers4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I've never seen Sissel take so well to a stranger before," she commented cheerfully on the cat curled up in his lap. Little did she know the two could hardly be considered strangers.
An oven ding sounded in the distance. "Oh, that's my roast. I'll be just a minute." As she walked away, she called over her shoulder, "Make yourself at home!"
He continued petting Sissel, smiling as she leaned into his touch with a purr. "Nice to see you too, old friend." He gave her a scratch behind the ears. "I have a little surprise for you, actually." He reached into a basket he had brought along and pulled out something. A sweet potato.
He chuckled as Sissel's eyes lit up. "As I recall, you mentioned never having one of these before." He handed her the treat, which she quickly began to scarf down.
Alma came back just as Sissel was polishing th
GT writers song memePLEASE KEEP IN MIND:GT writers song meme4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- Bold indicates that a character is talking telepathically through the Ghost World.
- Some of these have more obscure meanings in them; those are explained in the description.
- I do not have an iPod. Kitten Karnivore gave me song recommendations and I used those. The only song that I picked out of any of them is "The Harold Song."
- PLEASE DON'T ASK FOR THE ARTIST. IT IS IN THE DESCRIPTION!
- These can contain pairings that might bring up some questionable values, such as bestiality and/or slash. If you have a problem with either, it is suggested that you don't read.
- There may be some continuity errors/unproperly quoted quotes. Please don't give me a hard time about this. I only had the time of the song to write these, that's it.
1 EVACUATE THE DANCE FLOOR
Cats seriously can't dance.
Sissel had been watching the others dance for over an hour now, and the lights assaulting his vision and the loud booming mus