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This is another one of those late-night fic posts that I will come to regret in the morning.
Part Three of Christmas fic,still no idea what to call it. Cover Me Be Patient. From this. I think I have the song, so maybe I'll upload it later.
This fic contains inside jokes that are probably only funny to, well, the girl. Yes, yes, this is disgustingly fluffy transference fic, and I am sorry that Lorelai is GROSSLY OUT OF CHARACTER, but you know, if AMY AND DANIEL AND DAVID DON'T CARE, I don't think you should either. Okay, why am I fussing about this when, hello, I have been making Lorelai a COMPLETE LESBIAN for the last 11 months? The mind, it boggles.
( 'I don't even want to know how you went about finding an anatomically-correct baby Jesus.' )
Previous parts here. Now with sparkling new headers!
I can't remember if I brushed my teeth or not. I'm just going to take an Advil for my EVIL, NON-CHRISTMASY cramps and go to sleep.
Edit: The song is here for the pleasure of your ears.
Part Three of Christmas fic,
This fic contains inside jokes that are probably only funny to, well, the girl. Yes, yes, this is disgustingly fluffy transference fic, and I am sorry that Lorelai is GROSSLY OUT OF CHARACTER, but you know, if AMY AND DANIEL AND DAVID DON'T CARE, I don't think you should either. Okay, why am I fussing about this when, hello, I have been making Lorelai a COMPLETE LESBIAN for the last 11 months? The mind, it boggles.
( 'I don't even want to know how you went about finding an anatomically-correct baby Jesus.' )
Previous parts here. Now with sparkling new headers!
I can't remember if I brushed my teeth or not. I'm just going to take an Advil for my EVIL, NON-CHRISTMASY cramps and go to sleep.
Edit: The song is here for the pleasure of your ears.
