Okay, I'm torn.
Genesis: " - "
NOT LIKE THAT. Gods, you're more of a perv than me. Anyway, if I can kick my willpower into gear, perhaps I shall write today, but what? I know I need to work on the next chapter of Pendulum, but for FFVII? On the one hand, the fluffy Decorum I promised after the ow-it-hurts of Irreparable, on the other a bit of smut that will - fingers crossed - traumatize at least Zack and maybe everyone. Zack, give me back my story notes.
Zack: "I am NOT doing that with a sword."
C'mon, be a team player. And while you're at it, go get me more caffeine. Amarissia is still tired from yesterday, during which Cloud was dragging me here, there and everywhere. There are two nests nearby where mourning doves are waiting for eggs to hatch -
- and then he forced me to take him to the pond across town to look at ducks, and on the way there he got away from me many times to chase butterflies. Now, granted, these are all things I do myself (it disturbs me to realize how Cloud-like I am with other people), but yike, thank Gaia most people can't see Choir members. I'm sure I already have a reputation for oddity without people thinking I'm running some sort of jailbait-daycare. Robonun, you know what I'm talking about, right?
Happily, we capped the day with s'mores. They went over well with the Choir, even though I hadn't made them in many years, and since I made Cloud happy, that means I scored points with Sephy.
Now if only I could win over Zack.
Zack: "It's easy. Stop writing me into embarrassing situations, stop encouraging this evil mpreg trend, and quit video-stalking my voice."
...then again, I guess we're fine as we are.