Oh my, Yvonne, this story is a
scream!!! I just had to pick a few quotes of the lines that made me laugh the most, but I had to hold back from including every single line in this post.
Just imagining you with Minnie's ears, Yvonne! That'd be... cute. /me ducks and runs quickly.
Hey, said the door. Why didn't you buzz him? Clark Kent is just the other side of this beautiful piece of finely-grained wood and you didn't even buzz the buzzer? What kind of fan are you? Don't you want to meet the guy who opens this gorgeous door every single day? Grasps this shiny, high-quality door-knob, inserts his key into this state-of-the-art lock? Leaves his fingerprints on this tasteful paintwork?
The door seemed to have a very high opinion of itself.
ROTFLMAO! All right, I'm laughing, but I probably wouldn't be able to listen to the door if Clark Kent was on the other side. Actually I think I'd have been petrified and stayed in my apartment instead of coming up to the door in question. Heck, I might have talked to my own door. The *inside* side of it. [g]
Oh, boy. How did you fix the lives of two popular twentieth century icons?
Ask good old HG Wells! He would know.
“Looks like we’re all done here. Is there anything else I can help you with?”
“Well, there is this insane desire I have to be held in your arms and possibly be ravished by you. You could help me with that.”
Now the question is whether you will tell him by the end of the fic.
Okay, red alert, red alert! You’re letting him get away! Stop him! You’re not finished with him yet!
Exactly! And also red alert because you're not finished with the fic and the post stops here even though I've been trying to scroll down like crazy, at the risk of driving the keyboard nuts!
MORE!!!!
Kaethel
