I've been lured away from Twilight by the wonder that is Firefly, Serenity, and the first season of Battlestar Galactica, so I need a kick in the butt to get my head back into Twilight.
THEREFORE, MEMETIME : After the Happily-(And-Not-So-Happily)-Ever-Afters.
Ask me about what happened after any of my fics, including drabbles. And be adventurous my
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He’s underneath an old blue Sedan, a rental car of some lady road tripping around Washington when a pair of brown boots enter his line of vision and a woman’s voice says, “Geez, my grandmother could change a tire faster than you. What the heck am I paying you guys for?”
It’s practically automatic by now, soothing the flickers of his temper that rise up at the jibe of rude customers. “Ma’am,” he says evenly, “you are not the only customer we’ve had today. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but - ”
“My grandmother,” the woman repeats, “and my grandmother’s dead.”
All right, he’s being paid for a service, but that doesn’t make him a slave. He slides out from the Sedan, “Ma’am - ” and stops. Dead ( ... )
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This: She gets the gist of Bella's relationship with Jacob and Edward through Bella's alcoholic rambling, even if she thinks that some of Bella's more creative embellishments are lifted right from Buffy. == Fucking hilarious.
And this: She’s twenty-five. It’s been seven years since she took off from Forks at three in the morning and never came back, but suddenly, all that time means nothing. Time collapses inward and falls at her feet. She has that effect on people, too.
SO GOOD!
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