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crack_van2006-07-24 01:52 pm
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It's a Dog Eat Watcher World by Mouse (PG)
Fandom: ANGEL
Pairing: Gen
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mouse42
Author Website: Purple
Why this must be read:
I know I've been reccing a lot of PG stuff lately, but this fic is way too cute not to mention. We'll get to the porn soon, I promise. But in the meanwhile, here's a fic by Dangermouse. It's an early S3 fic, so Cordy's at her snarkiest, Gunn and Wes are still friends, and Angel's a dork. Plus, there are puppies. PUPPIES! Can it get any more awww-inspiring? (Yes, I know I'm a total nerd). So enjoy and please don't forget to send feedback!
"The question is," Wesley said, looking over again at the insane amount of dog food, "what do we do with it?"
"Dunno," Gunn said, strolling in from the kitchen in the back, a sandwich in hand. He seemed in good spirits, probably entirely amused by the whole thing. "We do gotta get rid of it soon, though, or we're gonna get ants again."
"And Lord knows we don't need a repeat of the Great Spring Invasion." Wesley shuddered at the memory.
"Don't look at me," Angel said, holding up his hands. "I already gave my suggestion."
Gunn bumped Wesley's shoulder. "What'd he suggest?" he asked around a mouthful of sandwich. "That we eat it or something?"
"Yes," Wesley said somberly.
Gunn promptly choked. "Dude, I've been poor, but never that poor. Are we really that bad off?"
It's a Dog Eat Watcher World
Pairing: Gen
Author on LJ:
mouse42Author Website: Purple
Why this must be read:
I know I've been reccing a lot of PG stuff lately, but this fic is way too cute not to mention. We'll get to the porn soon, I promise. But in the meanwhile, here's a fic by Dangermouse. It's an early S3 fic, so Cordy's at her snarkiest, Gunn and Wes are still friends, and Angel's a dork. Plus, there are puppies. PUPPIES! Can it get any more awww-inspiring? (Yes, I know I'm a total nerd). So enjoy and please don't forget to send feedback!
"The question is," Wesley said, looking over again at the insane amount of dog food, "what do we do with it?"
"Dunno," Gunn said, strolling in from the kitchen in the back, a sandwich in hand. He seemed in good spirits, probably entirely amused by the whole thing. "We do gotta get rid of it soon, though, or we're gonna get ants again."
"And Lord knows we don't need a repeat of the Great Spring Invasion." Wesley shuddered at the memory.
"Don't look at me," Angel said, holding up his hands. "I already gave my suggestion."
Gunn bumped Wesley's shoulder. "What'd he suggest?" he asked around a mouthful of sandwich. "That we eat it or something?"
"Yes," Wesley said somberly.
Gunn promptly choked. "Dude, I've been poor, but never that poor. Are we really that bad off?"
It's a Dog Eat Watcher World
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