Echoes of Summer - Chapter Forty-One: The Wolf at the Door (Part III)

[tasogareban]

Disclaimer: Neither Doctor Who nor any characters, items or materials of any kind pertaining to Doctor Who or the Whoniverse belong to me. I’m just looking for a good time. Hee. Trying them out for a bit, see how they fit.

Plot Summary: He was left with his lips against her jaw, her figure pressed to him as if she belonged there. One of many moments

Comments

[bratflorida]

*shaky sigh*

Even when I know it's coming, it still f*cks me up!

Don't mind me, I'm going to sit in the corner and think how much you owe me for therapy bills....

[tasogareban]

You're still charging me for those therapy bills?? But you AGREED to beta!!

[bratflorida]

Yes, I am charging you for therapy, and I see you're driving a bus to take everyone to their therapy sessions. HOWEVER...I would find it too traumatizing to be shoved back onto a smelly old school bus which would remind me of my lost childhood! I require a 48 foot RV, with King size master bedroom, satellite television and full bar. *sniffle* Hurry up, I'm hanging on the edge here!

[flyninthetardis]

so after all this, she still ends up in bloody norway?
you're so cruel.

[tasogareban]

Mmmm you'll read about that in the next few chapters, lol!

[tasogareban]

What the- YOU TOO?? I owe TOO MUCH for Brat's therapy bills, don't even LOOK my way to pay yours too!! :P

[tasogareban]

You're not going to need therapy! You'll need a nice strong drink, some sleep and maybe a few days off from work. That's it! I PROMISE! LOL!

*hangs her head and goes to rent a school bus*

[shadowsculptor]

And here I've caught up... my gods, I'm crying over this... *sniffles* So heartbreaking.

[tasogareban]

So can I just say that I'm GLAD you're crying over this? It's the kind of reaction I was hoping for! Win!! :)

[wander_realtai]

Wow, sadistic! :P But that's what good fic is all about... stirring the emotion.

Signed, Shadowsculptor, who is too lazy to log back into her other account.

[wander_realtai]

P.S., I won't charge you for therapy.