Help!

[roxy]

Stuck. Blocked. Zippo.Nada,nothing,blank, zilch.

*Stares into void where story used to be*

Damn.OK, move along nothing to see here, unless the sight of a portly middle-aged woman screaming and rending her garments is your idea of a good time. Well, heh, it is kind of funny actually...the rending part was a little tough, cotton tears a lot easier on TV then in real life(take note, you guys who have your boys ripping each others clothes off.Eeep! makes note to use in fic...some fucking day)

Sooo, how was your day? Funny stories? I've got one...no, wait--I tell a lie....NOTHING'S funny today!
Schpiiiit-tooiie!

Oh well.
Portly...*snicker*

Comments

[graysong.livejournal.com]

Stuck. Blocked. Zippo.Nada,nothing,blank, zilch.

*Stares into void where story used to be*

I think Clark, in typical selfish teenage angst, took off to Gotham, asked around and found Wayne Manor, then busted in to find out what the hell is going on. Cuz you know, being a teen he doesn't have a clear plan or anything, just a raging hard on (heh heh) to beat up the cheateee rather than the cheateer. If you pardon my spelling.

And I think when he gets to the Manor, he's zipping around at a furious pace looking for Bruce (and setting off all the nifty Wayne alarms, natch) that Bruce races back to the Manor in his bat suit ... and Clark catches him.

So naturally he's overawed OMG its BATMAN thats so cool that he actually calms down a bit to listen to the story ... uh not sure after that and sucks that again the boys are parted ... but thats the best I could do on short notice. Hope it helps!!

Also - here's a distraction *looks behind you, points* OMG what's that??? *steals your fries while you're not looking*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

lol! Thank you *counts fries quickly.* Well, I like it--I like it a lot!
So, any--hey!! What's that!?! *steals cookies when your back is turned*