Erin Erin Bo-Berin

Somebody please tell me I'm not allowed to write Booster Goldilocks and the Three Superheroes.

ETA: Too damn late. It has begun. :|

dizmo: sdfasdfkjahdfjksdfjasdfh asdfjkhsd OH MY GOD MY BRAIN JUST MERGED SOME THINGS THAT DIDN'T NEED TO BE MERGED.
blindmadness: ?
citharize: ...?
dizmo: Okay. This requires a bit of backstory.
dizmo: Fairly frequently, especially after close, we'll use our headsets to broadcast clips from those kids books where you push a button and it makes a sound.
dizmo: Some months ago, someone found one that said 'I want to be a REAL fairy!'
dizmo: This has become a work injoke.
dizmo: Just now, I was randomly giggling again over my little JWalk-nocchio bunnything.
dizmo: And I SWEAR I was gonna say "Jon Walker wants to be a REAL boy!"
dizmo: But no.
dizmo: JON WALKER WANTS TO BE A REAL FAIRY.
blindmadness: ajklfsfksl
dizmo: And then I was like... WAIT WHAT NO.
blindmadness: He of all of them is least likely to. XDD
dizmo: Inorite. XD
dizmo: His fairy power is producing smoke.
citharize: XDD

( Edited to add: BECAUSE I HAD TO DO IT. )

Okay. After Maja's amazingness that was the mashup of Infinity. On. High., I got to thinking.

... And if you include the bonus import tracks... Pretty. Odd. and that bastion of fun that is *NSYNC's Celebrity have the same number of songs.

Of course Celebrity is only one word, so if you say Celebrity. then it just looks like you're weirdly ending a sentence.

Therefore...

Um... Celeb.rity. Celeb. Pretty. (As suggested by Rainee) By.... *NSYNC At the Disco?

( Complete with tracklisting! )

So rhombal was playing around with the Drabble-Matic to make bandom drabbles. And they turned out funny. So I decided to do one. ... And will probably add more, because this is hysterical.

A Pete/Patrick....

The Squirrel Prince

Pete was walking through a sticky meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied an adorable little squirrel lying under a tree.

Pete skipped over to see the dear thing and was rough to find that he was hurt! A phone had pierced his pale little finger and he whimpered softly with the pain.

"My shiny little friend," Pete said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the phone, as stirringly as he could. The squirrel cried out and Pete's heart ached, like a really inexpensive but totally meaningful gift. "You'll be all right," Pete whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Patrick and you can live with me forever!"

Scooping Patrick up in his arms, Pete carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Pete nursed Patrick, cleaning his finger and feeding him Shoe-brand squirrel chow.

On the eighth night, Patrick climbed into bed with Pete. He burrowed under the covers and worriedly licked Pete's elbow. It made Pete giggle and he cuddled close to Patrick, stroking his leg and singing sultrily to him.

They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Pete hurried home so he could curl up with Patrick. It gave him an intriguing feeling whenever Patrick licked his elbow.

Then one night, Patrick looked up at Pete and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a cuddly prince."

Pete screamed carefully, he was so surprised. How could a squirrel talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.

"You're not dreaming," Patrick said. "Kiss me."

"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Pete said and kissed Patrick on his leg. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a cuddly prince! With a crown and everything!

"I'm Prince Patrick," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."

"Is it really you?" Pete said.

"See?" Patrick said and showed Pete the scar from the phone on his finger. Then he kissed Pete and they tumbled over the moon and did a lot of very terrible things, some of them involving a wet hoodie.

"I love you," Patrick said when they were done. Pete clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Patrick had stashed away.

And if Patrick didn't know about Pete's visits to the squirrel sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.


( And a Frank/Gerard )

From DF OOC chat.

Amy> My computer is officially ill :\
Cesca> *cling*
Cesca> DID IT HIBERNATE?
Amy> The monitor went black again...I dunno.
Erin> ....
Amy> But this time I turned it off and it wouldn't turn back on.
Erin> IT'S SUMMER.
Erin> THAT WOULD BE ESTIVATION.
Erin> ....
Amy> I had to take out the battery and put it back in.
Erin> >_>
Mimi> ... ERIN
Mimi> THAT WAS
Mimi> THE DORKIEST THIG
Mimi> *THING
Erin> :D
Mimi> EVER
Sarah> Erin. <3333
Erin> WELL REALLY.
Erin> IT'S TRUE.

Okay. So here's some interesting spam.


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InfoProvided: 1-314-414-4001


Then adieu until a week from to-day, when I will meet you here at this hour
and bestow upon you the last three gifts which you are entitled to
receive.Good-by! Good-by! repeated Rob, and in a gorgeous flash of color the
Demon disappeared, leaving the boy alone in the room with his new and
wonderful possessions
9m12

So. 221,977 Erins in the country. 0 Dilbaitii?

I know better! *snerk*

For the record, there are.... *counts* Me, mom, dad, Justin, Brad, Lila, Braden, Mason, Addison.... 9. And one me. Obviously.

But yeah, my immediate family are the only people in the country with my surname. It rocks like that.

This update is for no reason other than the fact that Peri noted that I had not updated at all yet this month, and therefore September was lonely.

.... I don't get it either.

But whatever! Yay!

I HEART EVERYONE.

BYE.