Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
"'I aspire to help my fellow man,' sure," she checked off something on her test. "So long as he isn't smelly, dirty, or something gross."
"Cordelia Chase," Xander grinned and Guile once more put a hand on the boy' shoulder, bringing his wit to bear on the brunette. "You should change that to 'I aspire to help my fellow man by making sure none of them clash with my wardrobe.'"
"We can do that?" Harmony perked up and immediately started scribbling on her test while the others watched her stupidity at work. "There," she said a moment later. "Much better... ooh there are so many of these questions that need fixing."
"I seriously don't see why you don't replace her with a balloon that you can pull around," Guile momentarily spoke through Xander. "It would be bound to be fuller than her head and you can have a conversation with it without having to dodge the landmines of stupidity that make up whatever passes for her 'personality'."
Cordelia fought down a smile, schooling her expression into one of haughty disdain as she turned back to the smirking boy as Harmony spluttered.
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