Title: Coming Out, or: Silly Pickles, Closets Are for Clothes Author: Fae Touched Beta: Supes Summary: A short piece written to commemorate International Coming-Out (of the closet) Day...              “But… how did’ya…?”              “How did we know? Two and a half wordsh,” Murderface told him. “Schnakes n’ Barrelsch.”

So the song meme? Oh yeah, I’m doing that. I’ve figured out how to set my play list to random (I didn’t before because my musical tastes are so eclectic it’d go straight from Enya to Cradle of Filth...towards him, kissing him fully on the mouth… ke-thump, ke-thump…     Actually, I feel like that last one turned out the best. Weird, eh? Given the pairing and all...  

Singing, "Whoo-oo's, got the crack?" Pickles apparently, but he's willing to share... I've read all your guys' drabbles, had to use my inhaler because of the mad fits of laughter, and thus medicated...even then, only twice a year. "I love you," Pickles said languidly. "I love you too," Skwisgaar replied and burned him. They bought a bunny, moved in together, and lived wildly ever after.

See the first chapter for details. (NEW) WARNING: HET!!!! This chapter has a fair bit of heterosexual material, in case that offends you. It's Skwisgaar's fault. He saw her, he wanted her, he did...if it was in part his DNA that Skwisgaar was splattering all over his groupies… and employees.   Ofdensen idly wanted to know what it would take to get a sample of Skwisgaar’s DNA for himself.

Title: Hairklok Summary: As everyone knows, a metal guitarist’s true strength, like Sampson’s, lies in his hair, so when Skwisgaar finds a few blonde strands on his pillow one morning he believes... “Oh, I tinks I gets it. Did yous means dat Skwisgaar got de disease froms de gays fuckstimes?”               Nathan facepalmed.  

A drabble as requested by  pixiestixgirl Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and settings belong to their respectful owners, in this case Brendon Small and Tony Blancha. This...   “Yet I can’t fathom what this white substance covering them is.”               “…”   Wordlessly, Toki held up a fire extinguisher.

So I am creeping out of lurkdom to post a story finally. *glances around nervously* Uh, it's been beta-ed, by PixieStixGirl , so hopefully it's all good to go. Hopefully you all like mindless...to leave, “we talks about dis after de show, okay Tokies? I is not accepting wedding proposals when yous drunks.”   “You had sex wit me when I’s drunks.”   “Ja, but dat’s differents.”