Dad: I AM THE MUMMY! Or the Daddy. Now I'm confused.
Me: I pick confused.
Oh my dad. Then he spouted some fairytale about soviet union prince and princesses who got defeated by democracy.
Happy 2014, wherever you might be.
Request a pairing/fandom + prompt and I will write you something for Christmas.
You know you have a good job when you spend hours talking to your boss about Lord of the Rings. I have a good job. Just wished it paid more though.