Answering Machine

[mabofwinterdark]

*In Mab's very distinct voice* You've reached my machine. Obviously, things are a bit busy at the moment. Leave your message and I shall get back to you in as soon as is reasonably feasible. If this is an emergency and I should care, you know how to get to me directly. Otherwise, do have a pleasant day.

Comments

[msg_ina_bottle]

It must be a bitch to be all goodness and light, so don't worry...I'm going to free you for a night. For the next 24 hours, baby you don't have to worry. Why? Because frankly, my Dear...you won't give a damn.

Better call a sitter, save those kiddies from all this Mother from hell trauma.

Mab, consider yourself devoid of all emotions and feelingy stuff for the next 24.

Mab, you've been:

[mabofwinterdark]

I suppose this should be upsetting.

[msg_ina_bottle]

And one to grow on?

Hey, when you are done with the Queen Bitch routine, Baby, I got another one just for you. What's tiny, with dust and little wings?

[mabofwinterdark]

I hate you right now.

[olympiantidings]

Oh, Maaaaab. It seems you have some rather disgruntled employees who think you've gotten too big for your Fae britches. They think you should get more in touch with humanity, and I'm inclined to agree. I think you know what comes next--

[mabofwinterdark]

...Someone is going to die.

[olympiantidings]

*Goes about cracking her knuckles* Mab. Dear. Darling. Beautiful-- now that you've had time to adjust to the whole human experience, I've got another one for you. You are the proud recipient of a stint as a human teenager! Hormones! Acne! And all. that. angst! Really, you should enjoy it while it lasts. The standard twenty four of course.

Sent from my iPhone

[what_4th_wall]

Because iPhones are so AWESOME I bet they can get a text through from the LAND OF THE KILLER KLOWNS FROM OUTER SPACE! Why? Because there is an App for that and I HAVE IT!!!

Happy Masterversary!! Here's thinking of those beautiful bazongas! MAB! MAB! MAB!

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