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Eddie Blake: Hey Sally... how about a kiss for your faithful teammate?

Sally Jupiter: I already said no, Eddie!

Eddie Blake: Oh really?

He unzips his pants. A blue glow fills the room.

Eddie Blake: How do you spell that?

Sally Jupiter: (overjoyed) Y-E-Sex!



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It's about to get all SCIENCE up in here!

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Lest anyone think that last one is intended negatively, let me remind you that no one loves sweet, sweet Dixon-era Babs/Dinah more than me, and that guy has no love for the ladies lovin' ladies.

Speaking of unintended ships...

I have written Peter/MJ first-time fic, because all my WIPs are at points of angst right now and I want schmoopy, smutty fic. I also worked out a contrived rationale for both of them being virgins. For the record, Gwen was a prude and Black Cat only let Peter get to Base Tit-job, while MJ might also be called BJ. I have only myself to blame for my wasted life.

Part of my dream team, friends chosen for their keen eye for quality fiction and put through an exhaustive interview process (I asked them if they liked Merlin. Anyone who said yes was out on their ass), likes my novel! Or, the first sixth of it! But still, this is cause for celebration!

Fyeah!

That concludes the celebration.

For the future, I intend to finally getting around to a Smallville plot bunny (not the one where Davis's penis turns into Doomsday*) and pair it with Chloe/Davis smut. Tell me, SV f-list, is there demand for this?