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[pepper]

No, brain. No. NO. I have to write Mac pr0n, and get Teal'c into a bar with Travis from B7. It's not use you jumping up and down and excitedly telling me that 'I Think We're Alone Now' by Tiffany or Tommy James & the Shondells (or even Girls Aloud) would make the perfect starting point for a mini!OTP fic (one following Fragile Balance, where Jack's team have been mini-me'd, too, and they're all at high school together). I'M NOT LISTENING. NO. NOT EVEN IF THEY'RE MAKING OUT UNDER THE BLEACHERS. NO.

Anyway, I'm pretty sure I've read the bleachers thing, so you're not even original.

ETA: ARGH! Sneak attack by one of the tropes!

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[holdouttrout]

Bwa ha ha! I have figured out the work thing and may now recommence proper stalking. *g*

Wriiiiiiite iiiiiiit. Wriiiiiiiiite iiiiiiiit.

That is all. :-)

[pepper]

Woohoo! *looks forward to being stalked*

And I don't need to write it! Look at the story a_loquita just recced! Except maybe not at work, because it's rated R - but seriously, it was EXACTLY what I was craving, and so much more.

[holdouttrout]

Ooops. Just read it anyway. *g* I LOVE Mini!OTP.

[pepper]

Isn't it so good? Man, I want mini!OTP babyfic like crazy now, though.

[holdouttrout]

Holy cow yes. Man. All the advice, the patronizing looks, the horrifying amount of STUFF. Oh, man. I wouldn't even know where to start.

You do it.

[pepper]

Oh, no no no. You should do it. Or we should both badger Little Red - even though we don't really know her - until she does it (I'm praying she's been bitten by the Stargate fic bug again, because her mini!OTP stories just kill me ded). I want to read it, not write the damn thing. *g*

[holdouttrout]

I already hinted so far in my comment to her, but yes. *g*