Hey, who's tired of me writing down-in-the-mouth serious stuff?
Well okay I'm not either. BUT.
After the story I posted yesterday, I needed something ... fluffy. Stupid. Pointless. Like the spoonful of sugar you get after you choke down a mouthful of cough syrup or whatever. The lemonade you drink after riding an evil ride at the fair. The—
You get the idea.
I started this story back a few days ago, then made the stupid mistake of minimizing it into my taskbar, so it's been sitting there half-finished and completely forgotten. Had the picture that inspired it
saved in a tab in Firefox, too, but I had it in a window of Firefox that was minimized down there with the story, so I LOSE.
Here, have some fiction that pretty much spells out my interpretation of the MihAbe pairing of Ookiku Furikabutte. It's not a very elegant display of fan theory, not very long (just shy of 1,000 words), but it sums it up rather neatly.
God I'm wordy today. Enjoy the fiction. I'm off to make cranberry muffins.( An Inelegant but Honest Look at Two Guys Watching the Game TogetherCollapse )