Am not very with-it today. Mesmerised by my shiny bracelets. Shiiiny...

Day Of Indulgence fic has grown from under 900 words to nearly 4.5k and climbing. Woot! Must think of conclusion soon, though, before the plot holes catch up with me and I stall it. Sadly, Jack and Sam don't want to conclude. They just want to snuggle.

Me: "Okay, you've got yourselves into a pickle, and that's all very fun and interesting – now what are you going to do about it?"

Jack & Sam: *zzz*

Me: "People?"

Jack & Sam: *zzzzzz* *cuddle*

Me: "PEOPLE! Wake up and make some decisions!"

Jack: "Go 'way."

Me: "Sam, your conscience must be nagging you about now, mustn't it? Sam? Sam, you feel bad, don't you? Sam? Sam? Sam, you should wake up—"

Sam: "When I'm READY!"

Me: "...Okay, I'll just wait over here and be very quiet. Don't mind me."

Jack & Sam: *zzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

So, you peeps don't mind if it's 5k of Sam and Jack in a puppy pile, do you? Sam's scary.

(Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiny...)