MWAHAHAHAHA! I have a new weapon!
The Spaghetti Noodle of... of...
Let's see, Noodle of Death, Stick of Ultimate Destruction (thunder clap), Cattle prod of Doom, what's left?
How about Spaghetti Noodle with a Criminal Record? Eh?
BI masses: *groan*
Yeah yeah, I know. Mr. BR's puns, very very BAD puns, must be rubbing off. *scrubs skin clean*
The Spaghetti Noodle of ANNIHILATION! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Or, I could just use it as my back-up Noodle of Death.
But YAY! More of your fic! I think...I see what you mean. THe end was a bit abrupt. I like the sentiment, but considering the lead up, I think it could have been more dramatic if you had drawn it out. There was a purpose that either you didn't bring out because you just wanted to get it done *WAPISH* or that I missed (because you rushed it).
I *think* you were trying to bring across the theme of time.... Time proved and strengthened their emotional bond, made them anticipate this moment as their reward. Time is notorious for being able to break such bonds, but in their case, theirs was too strong. Time only made them love each other more, even if they had to wait for this...beginning if you will.
Yes, it's 3a, and I'm probably drowning everyone in sap.
YAY! Now, about Finding the Reasons Why. *WAPISH*
Crim: Why do I do this to myself?
Rose: Heh. Answer her Stella.
Stella: You have hidden masochistic tendencies combined with a lot of psychological mumbo jumbo and equates to - write more or I'll turn you over to Rose and MBF. *evil cackle*
Crim: -____-;;;
*running tackle glomps* WE MISSED YOU!!!!
Love,
Rose
PS - I love my picture! I'm going to put it someplace fabulous. I just need to figure out where.... *hugs*