[fic] Apologies to Terry Prachett / RIP Seamus

Where is my Brain?
Are you my Brain?
You are pink, soft and bouncy.
You are Pakkun's widdle doggie paws!
No, you are not my Brain.

It's been one of those kinds of days. >P
Commented to Ysabet that it feels odd, haven't posted any ficcage since Saterday. She made faces at me and made comments about her last chapter of Windfall.

A Due South Parody of Terry Prachett's 'Where's My Cow?', from his latest book 'Thud!' (no spoiler warning required).
( Where's my Mountie? )

SCA-dians and other Tucsonians:
For those of you who know Chip and Co, their cat Seamus passed away today. He'd been having some problems since Sunday, so they took him into the vet yesterday. He had some sort of blockage in his bladder that they couldn't remove, the toxins then causing kidney damage, resulting in seizures and his heart stopping.
Chip and Co are taking it pretty hard, so send them hugs and love, okay?

Rest in Peace Seamus
The cat who not only had the personality and aura of a human, but was almost damn near the size of one.

[drabble] DC/Naruto

(no, I don't know how the universes crossed)

“Didja know…” Genta cheerfully informed Naruto as the Shonen Tantei happily followed the brightly clad ninja “That from behind, your head looks like a giant pineapple?”

“Omae…” The blond ninja glanced back at them, one eye twitching in mute testimony that if Iruka-sensei hadn’t taught him that it wasn’t a good idea to start randomly stabbing people with kunai, they’d all have multiple holes in them.

“That’s okay.” Ayumi blithely informed Naruto, oblivious to the looming threat of physical violence. “From the back, Conan-kun’s head looks like an eggplant. His cowlick even forms the stem, see?”

This time Conan twitched.

-fin-