This is from that fight in His Faithful Squire that I’ve been complaining about for days. It’s…probably the least swear-filled six sentences of it.
“I want to lie in bed eating tiramisu all day too!” I snapped. “Doesn’t mean it’s a good idea!”
“Goddammit–“
“And don’t you run out for tiramisu or I just might break my hands trying to kill you!”
“I don’t even know what the fuck tiramisu is!”
“GOOD!”
One more thing I need to fix–should be quick–and then I’ll send it off to betas and not think about it for a month. Whee!
*snickers madly* Ohhh, I can’t wait to read this! Ian’s beta first, though. *tells herself that again, quite firmly*
Oh man. Some of this I really enjoyed writing. Not much…but some. ^__^