“Sir, we are getting reports that there are fics going unfinished and requests going unfulfilled due to AWOL muses.”

Lester’s head remained determinedly lowered. “And this is of concern to me why Captain? The powers that be normally manage to sort these things out for themselves; why do you think I would be interested in helping them now?”

Becker ( Read more... )

Lester and Becker stood on the balcony overseeing work in the control room. All the raccoons seemed to have disappeared and the peace was a relief.

Just then the doors at the far end swung open and Connor came running through, a big grin on his face. Everyone turned to stare at him and he skidded to a sudden halt. His face immediately adopted a ( Read more... )

“Now then Teddy, we have to have a little chat. It’s all very well being cute and adorable but that is only going to get you so far. Cute and adorable is not going to get you comments, you need to up your game. This is a Mossberg Combat Shotgun. It can be very persuasive.”

Becker watched as the little raccoon hefted the large gun into his arms and ( Read more... )

“Now then Torrance; there have been reports that some are finding your behaviour a little too threatening. I have been asked,” Lester broke off to look upwards with an air of disdain “to give you a little guidance in other ways of getting your point across without the need to resort to growling and physical intimidation.”

He watched with one eyebrow ( Read more... )

Inspired by morrigans_eve's drabble.

Ryan stood, hands on hips and glared upwards.

“I still don’t understand why I have to do this.… They can’t all be busy in fics surely? Wait, is this just an excuse to get me here with my top off? … Well, at least you’re honest.”

He turned to the assorted raccoons in front of him.

“Okay ladies and…gents…let’s start. Porn muses ( Read more... )