Right well, it's a fic prompted by this afternoon's horrors. It's a mess. It was written whilst in a state of shock and it therefore fluffs at levels dangerous to the average human.
No beta (as if), no coherence. Shippiness in extremis oh and it never happened cos I get so caught up with my babies that disclaimers start to feel like lies,
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Cheers bella. Thanks for the kick in the arse. *g*
Ship now heading homewards. Cue anguished parting on arrival at Stanstead. *sighs* *doesn't like* *thinks*
Cue an alterative universe for the Ship comprising a sly and sticky week spent together at David's Hertfordshire palace while the the missus maxes out the Visa in Madrid. *g*
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*loves The Ship*
(Is it alright if I friend you, by the way?)
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*friends back*
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After the game and looking at pictures afterwards, even though they were both in tears, they were also comforting the other players. Takes a fucking great character to do that. I still think John should be England captain, but 've nothing but the highest respect for them both.
Yeah, I just wanted to unsollicitedly *makes up words* share that.
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My boys are the best boys ever. Men, in fact. Gary's ability to separate himself from his own pain and both care for his teammates and congratulate the Portugal players made my heart break even harder for him.
*sighs*
Ah, well. Over now. Is it 2008 yet?
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In other news...I know I just said I think John would make the better captain, but I seriously cannot believe David stepped down today. I never expected it in a million years and he didn't deserve that.
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Bit of clutching, bit of smooching, bit of cussing. That'll do me, ta...
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Entirely so hun, friend away..
*g*
*does same*
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*hugs them all too*
New captain eh? Oh, it won't be Gary, I know it won't, but still, girl can dream can't she?
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