(no subject)

• My dogs ate my cellphone. D: D: D:

• I'm unaccountably amused that Fuse is celebrating Earth Day with a Green Day marathon.

• It kind of bothers me that the minimum length for the Bandom Big Bang is 10,000 words. I know different fandoms have different standards for Big Bangs, but that's hardly a novella, never mind something impressively large. .

ETA: I realized that sounded kind of bad - definitely no insult to the authors or maintainers is intended!  For instance, I read Fngs fr th Mmrs the other day and thought that it was all sorts of awesome. But I noticed it in the BBB community yesterday and was honestly shocked, because I had actually been regretting that it was so short!

ETA2: No, seriously, everyone should go read Fngs fr th Mmrs, even if you're not into Patrick/Andy.

Summary: In which Patrick is a vampire, with a raging caffeine addiction, photophobia, and a poor grasp of the basics of vampirism.

"So, he had a bad time with this guy?" Pete asked, his voice icy. "And you decided to help him out?"

"What?" Joe asked.

The motel room door opened again, and Patrick barged in, sunglasses balanced over the top of his ordinary glasses, and took the coffee out of Pete’s hands.

"Thanks," Patrick said.

Patrick turned to look at Andy, and even through two layers of glasses, Andy would have sworn that Patrick’s eyes were far too bright and sharp, going right through him.

"Andy’s riding in the back with me," Patrick announced, in the kind of voice that no one, except his mother, would argue with.

Patrick pushed his way out of the room, scooping up the last coffee off the counter on the way, and Andy heard him say, "Oh, for fuck’s sake, who ordered all this sunshine? I’m going to get fucking sunburned in New Jersey in March."

"He’s taken all three coffees," Joe said, sounding aggrieved.

"Do you still think I took advantage of him?" Andy asked Pete.

"Only in the way that Gaul took advantage of Attila the Hun," Pete said. "By not have adequate defenses."