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wl_fanfictionTitle: Found!
Rating: G.
Pairing: Can’t really say.
Summary: Greg found the wl_fanfiction community. .
This is humor. Pure silliness, in fact.
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Greg stared at the screen, wondering why he had typed ‘Whose Line’ fanfiction into the search engine. He also wondered if there was a way to kill people over the internet.
“Saaay….That’s a funny shade of purple.” Jeff wandered over, looking entirely too chipper.
“Not. One. Word.” Greg gritted his teeth and wished that Jeff would disappear. He wished that this webpage would disappear, too.
“Not even one?”
The words Pairings: Greg/Ryan seemed to stand out from the screen, but Greg forced himself not to practice discus throwing.
“Not even.” He was controlling himself rather well, considering the circumstances. He hadn’t strangled anyone yet, and he hadn’t destroyed the computer.
Yet.
“What are you looking at? It has to be good.”
Greg groaned and turned the monitor over to Jeff. “Have a look. But don’t say anything, or I’ll disembowel you.” He threatened.
Jeff studied the screen for a second, figured out what he was looking at, and turned a funny shade of red. Then he (a) snickered, (b) tapped a few buttons, and (c) ran from the room.
Greg scowled, but he couldn’t complain. Jeff hadn’t said a word.
Then he turned the monitor back around, just in time to see the words ‘Email Sent’ flashing across the screen.
Jeff had emailed the link to Chip.
It was a scream of pure rage that was heard all through the building.
As Greg lay chase to Jeff, he missed the answering email.
Hey, Jeff. I loved the link. I’ll send it to everyone, since you won’t be able to. (It’s Greg’s labtop, so I guess he knows…)
I’ll bring flowers for the funeral!
-Chip
PS: Greg, it’s all in good humor. I’m sure Ryan won’t mind. Seriously. Unless you have something to tell us…?
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Rating: G.
Pairing: Can’t really say.
Summary: Greg found the wl_fanfiction community. .
This is humor. Pure silliness, in fact.
---
Greg stared at the screen, wondering why he had typed ‘Whose Line’ fanfiction into the search engine. He also wondered if there was a way to kill people over the internet.
“Saaay….That’s a funny shade of purple.” Jeff wandered over, looking entirely too chipper.
“Not. One. Word.” Greg gritted his teeth and wished that Jeff would disappear. He wished that this webpage would disappear, too.
“Not even one?”
The words Pairings: Greg/Ryan seemed to stand out from the screen, but Greg forced himself not to practice discus throwing.
“Not even.” He was controlling himself rather well, considering the circumstances. He hadn’t strangled anyone yet, and he hadn’t destroyed the computer.
Yet.
“What are you looking at? It has to be good.”
Greg groaned and turned the monitor over to Jeff. “Have a look. But don’t say anything, or I’ll disembowel you.” He threatened.
Jeff studied the screen for a second, figured out what he was looking at, and turned a funny shade of red. Then he (a) snickered, (b) tapped a few buttons, and (c) ran from the room.
Greg scowled, but he couldn’t complain. Jeff hadn’t said a word.
Then he turned the monitor back around, just in time to see the words ‘Email Sent’ flashing across the screen.
Jeff had emailed the link to Chip.
It was a scream of pure rage that was heard all through the building.
As Greg lay chase to Jeff, he missed the answering email.
Hey, Jeff. I loved the link. I’ll send it to everyone, since you won’t be able to. (It’s Greg’s labtop, so I guess he knows…)
I’ll bring flowers for the funeral!
-Chip
PS: Greg, it’s all in good humor. I’m sure Ryan won’t mind. Seriously. Unless you have something to tell us…?
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