The past few days felt like a dream. A very surreal, ridiculous dream. But that moment of fuzzy recollection soon solidified into understanding. It hadn't been a dream. Instead, it had been like the time she'd been unable to lie, even the small ones tact demanded, except this had been possibly worse. It wasn't that Angua had anything against ( Read more... )

[Takes place after this - warning, there is smut.]

Angua swept into the main room, trying not to look as distressed as she was feeling. Something might be wrong with her, she couldn't remember the last time Dean had looked so disturbed. Beyond that, she was certain What They Had Just Done would be apparent to everyone they came into contact with ( Read more... )

Angua woke up to a warm hand stroking her stomach. Her eyes flashed open, wide, cheeks stained with an immediate flush at such intimacy. Well, it wasn't like she didn't realize where she was, or who she was with, but somehow it was all very shocking! She was dressed in something tiny and silk, and she was in bed with a man. With her boyfriend. "Oh ( Read more... )

The strippers weren't the whole problem, the strippers...it didn't bother Angua most of the time. Most of the time she wasn't thinking about it. It was sleeping alone that made up the rest of the problem, which was problematic because it was sleeping alone that made her think about the strippers ( Read more... )

Angua flopped down on the bed, now with red satin sheets and rose petals. She was sucking on a heart candy in her mouth, and watched Dean expectantly when it looked like he was...hiding behind the kitchen table?

"You alright, then?" she asked, plucking the flower that had been tucked behind her ear to twirl between her fingers.

Angua raised the viewfinder to her eye, the camera trained on the latest victim of her new project.

"Okay, go ahead...now," she said, and pressed Record.

The baseball game had been a blast as far as Angua was concerned. Her coordination had been a little off, but it had been fun trying out her new, fit, male body in athletics. Plus, it had been hilarious to watch Dean get all pissy as a woman ( Read more... )

Angua wondered at the strange coincidence of Dean and Jess having the same birthday. However, it seemed like a perfect excuse to have an even bigger party than the one she'd been wanting to give Dean ( Read more... )

When Angua stopped to think about it - which she often didn't - she realized this place was changing her. It wasn't as though she lacked love back in Ankh-Morpork, it was simply that she had such a difficult time trusting others that it just didn't come out as often. And being a werewolf, she was so constantly worried of slipping up, becoming a ( Read more... )

Angua had decorated the yurt with the craft box's help the day before. There were strings of tinsel and garland, paper snowflakes hanging from the ceiling and a real wreath on the door. There was even a tree, a small fir with likewise homemade decorations ( Read more... )