Last refuge of the unimaginative
Mar. 10th, 2011 01:47 amTitle: Last refuge of the unimaginative
Author:
ifeelbetter
Disclaimer: I own nothing of value but one kickass ukulele.
Word Count: 1,306
Summary: Andrew tries to talk to Jesse's cats in their own language.
Notes: This was written for the
tsn_kinkmeme for this prompt: let's speak in meows. maybe you'll understand me better in cat language. There was already a superawesomesauce fill by the ever-glorious
thisissirius (hers had Andrew turning into a cat, though, so I don't think I stepped on any toes by writing this vastly different minifill) which YOU SHOULD READ. Also, in the news: I GUESS I'M WRITING TSN RPF NOW. (I have two other fics in the works at the kinkmeme, one a Mark/Eduardo Star Trek!AU and the other...more secret. I've been doing it anonymously.) Last thing: the title comes from an Oscar Wilde quote.
( It felt absurd--utterly, completely absurd--but he meowed at her. The tabby dropped the end of his scarf and looked up happily. Coppola wound himself around one of Andrew's ankles. )
I CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE MORE RIDICULOUS CAT FLUFF. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. FIRST INCEPTION AND NOW TSN. I AM AN ABSURD HUMAN BEING.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing of value but one kickass ukulele.
Word Count: 1,306
Summary: Andrew tries to talk to Jesse's cats in their own language.
Notes: This was written for the
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( It felt absurd--utterly, completely absurd--but he meowed at her. The tabby dropped the end of his scarf and looked up happily. Coppola wound himself around one of Andrew's ankles. )
I CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE MORE RIDICULOUS CAT FLUFF. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. FIRST INCEPTION AND NOW TSN. I AM AN ABSURD HUMAN BEING.