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Discovered in the wrapping paper - 4th December - Whatever We Are... by Felicity M. Parkinson
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f_m_parkinson - happy 4th December everyone. I do hope you enjoy this fun little fic... *g*
Whatever We Are…
by Felicity M. Parkinson
“Fuck,” said the stegosaurus. He twitched uncomfortably in his skin and wriggled around, the bony ridge plates on his back standing in line, erect and menacing. Casting a baleful eye on his companion, he added, “Who the hell thought this one up?”
The velociraptor beside him continued to survey the field of lizard look-alikes beginning to cluster round their designated marshalling area. “Who do you think?” He leaned back against a rock face, carefully avoiding his tail getting crushed. “Management, of course. Higher Management.”
( It's crazy... )
f_m_parkinson - happy 4th December everyone. I do hope you enjoy this fun little fic... *g*Whatever We Are…
by Felicity M. Parkinson
“Fuck,” said the stegosaurus. He twitched uncomfortably in his skin and wriggled around, the bony ridge plates on his back standing in line, erect and menacing. Casting a baleful eye on his companion, he added, “Who the hell thought this one up?”
The velociraptor beside him continued to survey the field of lizard look-alikes beginning to cluster round their designated marshalling area. “Who do you think?” He leaned back against a rock face, carefully avoiding his tail getting crushed. “Management, of course. Higher Management.”
( It's crazy... )