Snagged from rowan_d.

I'm in a chipper mood today. Might have a plot for the fic sequel. (No, no bubble-wrap monsters this time around - something more squirrelly.) But everyone should have a personal Beck to bounce ideas off of, and who will then take your ideas one step further to make them work. \o/

And so because of the chipper-ness, a meme:

Reply to this post with a quote from one of my fics. It can be anything from one sentence to a paragraph, depending on the context. Enough to give a person a fair shot at recognition. Then I will try to tell you which fic of mine it's from (without cheating and looking it up:)).

If you stump me utterly, I will write you a drabble of your choice.

My fics can be found on my site, or if you want to try and wade through my journal, here's my fic tag. However, the LJ fic tag doesn't have a lot of my older stuff (pre-LJ) and...not sure I've tagged all my fics that I do have on LJ. :D I'll write for any pairing (or non-pairing) or fandom. Of course if I have no knowledge of said pairing or fandom, I will make crap up. La.

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Look! Look at the little fuzzball! Awwwww.

But everyone should have a personal Beck to bounce ideas off of, and who will then take your ideas one step further to make them work. \o/

*blush* I'm just glad it actually worked for you, as my brain felt kinda mushy last night. I have hope, now, of seeing this sequel thingy through. Yay!!!

Man, it will probably end up being a two-year process for this silly fic. You should get a medal!

"It felt so good to hear him laugh, and to be the one that caused it. She would have to remember that."

Um, wow. Not a frickin' clue. :D

(Okay, I have the feeling I might suck at this.)

Hehehe. It's not easy, is it? If you think the line was too general, I could grab another one from the same fic...

Or I could just claim my prize. ;) Your call!

Nah, I think that was good enough. It wasn't like "'Hello,' she said." or something. :D

Claim your prize!

Woo! Um. Well, the fic was "Daytrip - Sam" so I think I will ask for something Sam/Jack. With flowers or chocolate... and preferably without fishing or ducks.

*snickers* (Man, I haven't thought about or looked at that fic in years.)

And I'll get back to you with the fic. :)

Okay, this turned into a double drabble...

"You know, I *can* carry my own briefcase, Jack."

Jack. That was new, but he could easily get used to it; and used to picking her up from work to do pretty much anything where she called him Jack.

"Decided your briefcase and I needed to bond. We're gonna be spending a lot of time together, apparently."

Carter -- he *really* needed to start thinking 'Sam' -- chuckled. "I'm working from home tomorrow."

Okaaay. Did that mean anything? When was the last time she worked from home?

He threw the briefcase behind the seat of the truck.

CRINKLESMUSH.

Hell. The flowers. The ones he didn't think the guards needed to see and so were safely stowed behind the seat.

Carter...Sam hopped into the truck, completely giftless. Not that she needed a gift, just this was new and new things needed...things, which he swore made perfect sense if he stopped thinking about it.

He came this close to handing her a Snickers bar.

"Thanks for the flowers."

Jack winced. Figured she would have noticed.

"No, really. It's really very sweet." She gave him a big, somewhat amused, smile -- the smile that just made fifty dollars of smashed flowers worth it.

*buries face in paperwork to hide BIG DOPEY GRIN*

Awww, Jack! :D Thank you!

Hee! Glad you liked it!

Can't resist. Tell me if this one is too general. *g*

Damn. Done in by cow smell.

I recognize that!

Road Warrior!

\o/

Win. ;)

Wooo!

I am overwhelmed by the cute in your post and the cute in your icon.

Must find something fluffy to cuddle!

An excuse to read fic, yay!

*ponders choices*

Oh yeah. She was messing with him. Cool.

;)

Oh! Is it The Mixer?

Hee, no! It's 'The Weather (and Other Topics)'

... Though I'm going to go and read The Mixer now!

DANG! Guess I owe you a drabble if you want one. :D

oooh, yes! Now do I want Rose/Ten or Sam/Jack... *vbeg* How about one of those pairings talking about the other of those pairings?

(ANd if that makes no sense, I 'pologise. I should NOT be allowed near the interweb after wine)

Ha! I like that prompt! Back later!

Can not resist adorable furrball! *_*

She was talking about him so naturally the cliché law of the universe would dictate him overhearing her conversation.

Hmmm. The lack of proper punctuation makes me think that it's "Knowing." :D

Nope, was "Was that...?" actually. XD

How about some Sam/Jack and um... Pinecones?

Bloody. Hell. His TARDIS was not a love shack for the dimensionally dispossessed. He was about to tell them as much, probably in far ruder terms, when Rose squeezed on his arm and turned to face her wide smile.

I know that one. :D Inertia.

Awww. However, this reminds me of the fact that my roommate is gone for a few hours and has left her dog here, and I have no idea what to do. *g*

Here is a randomly entertaining fic quote for you:
Whatcha got in your hand?"
"I want you both to meet Mr. Willy."

Oh, I know that one - it's the one and only Arrested Development fic - You Say You Want a Resolution. :D

Hee, that it is. :D Oh, Buster!

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