Megan bowed to the Mistress of the Ruthless Epilogue. She herself had considered a scheme whereby StMags would not be allowed to comment on the Epilogue. However, she had discarded it in fear of public opprobrium. Not even in those dreams, though, had Megan gone so far as to *marry* StMags. She wished Girlyswot luck, knowing full well that StMAgs could always publish an Epilogue to the Epilogue on her own LJ, whih would reach an even larger audience.
Megan gave Girlyswot a sympathetic look, all the while rejoicing in the fact that she was no longer public enemy nr. 1. She was most definitely a distant nr. 2, now.
Megan ticked the results of of the 4-day writing binge:
1. She had made Moonette cry. Here she almost felt the same affliction Moonette was currently stooping under, but she quickly recovered. Guilt could only be assuaged by apologies, and those were boring. It was more satisfying to give Moonette a chance at revenge next time. Not a big chance, mind. Megan had no plan to relinquish her Vicious Quill.
2. She had made Little Debbie go straight to StMags's hips. The mischief had gone undetected, however, with all the hoopla about men. Besides, this was now StMags's least problem. Nope - no action needed there, either.
3. She had insulted Gabby-the-Exterminator-Woman about being squeamish around spiders. This one, she'd actually planned to rectify, before Girlyswot had hijacked the wrap-up (just kidding, Ros!) There was a three-headed, woman-eating, monster near Peles Castle that she'd planned to let Gabby handle all by herself. Well, next time.
4. And finally, she'd punched the daylights out of CHK b/c TDU had nagged her into it. This was most definitely TDU's fault, but here Megan felt that some small amends were necessary. Since the entire catfight had been over Rolf's dubious attributes (and Niall's even more suspicious envy), she would give CHK the satisfaction of seeing Rolf banished.
"Rolf, there's something I have to tell you."
"Yes, Highness," he spit out.
Megan decided to let that pass, in view of the bad news she was going to give him. "You see, Rolf, I have decided not to invite you along at our parties any more. It's not that you're not a nice guy - in fact, you're really quite helpful most of... Rolf! Wait, where are you..."
Rolf was half-way down the lawn, a huge grin splitting his face.
'Well, how do you like that?' Megan grumbled. 'No gratitude whatsoever.' Never mind. She was through with that undeveloped caricature of a character. The bout of cutting dialogue she'd had with Mr. Darcy had made her realize what she was missing.
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Megan gave Girlyswot a sympathetic look, all the while rejoicing in the fact that she was no longer public enemy nr. 1. She was most definitely a distant nr. 2, now.
Megan ticked the results of of the 4-day writing binge:
1. She had made Moonette cry. Here she almost felt the same affliction Moonette was currently stooping under, but she quickly recovered. Guilt could only be assuaged by apologies, and those were boring. It was more satisfying to give Moonette a chance at revenge next time. Not a big chance, mind. Megan had no plan to relinquish her Vicious Quill.
2. She had made Little Debbie go straight to StMags's hips. The mischief had gone undetected, however, with all the hoopla about men. Besides, this was now StMags's least problem. Nope - no action needed there, either.
3. She had insulted Gabby-the-Exterminator-Woman about being squeamish around spiders. This one, she'd actually planned to rectify, before Girlyswot had hijacked the wrap-up (just kidding, Ros!) There was a three-headed, woman-eating, monster near Peles Castle that she'd planned to let Gabby handle all by herself. Well, next time.
4. And finally, she'd punched the daylights out of CHK b/c TDU had nagged her into it. This was most definitely TDU's fault, but here Megan felt that some small amends were necessary. Since the entire catfight had been over Rolf's dubious attributes (and Niall's even more suspicious envy), she would give CHK the satisfaction of seeing Rolf banished.
"Rolf, there's something I have to tell you."
"Yes, Highness," he spit out.
Megan decided to let that pass, in view of the bad news she was going to give him. "You see, Rolf, I have decided not to invite you along at our parties any more. It's not that you're not a nice guy - in fact, you're really quite helpful most of... Rolf! Wait, where are you..."
Rolf was half-way down the lawn, a huge grin splitting his face.
'Well, how do you like that?' Megan grumbled. 'No gratitude whatsoever.' Never mind. She was through with that undeveloped caricature of a character. The bout of cutting dialogue she'd had with Mr. Darcy had made her realize what she was missing.
Next time, she was bringing a True Character.