fandomtherapy | Oh, gods...why me?

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Oh, gods...why me?

Callynanaders are fun, she says.

You should hang out with them, she says.

Oh look, Callynanders are throwing a Triad Night. You should go, she says.

Have some ambrosia, it's relaxing, she says.

Strip Triad? It'll be fun, she says.

So now I'm drunk, I'm naked, gremlins have stolen my clothes and I've passed out on Crichton's couch.

If I can ever figure out how to get to her, she is so very, very, dead.

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...at least she's not a giraffe?

Don't be mean to Earl. He has feelings too.

*sads* Well, I'm just saying to be human and then turned into a giraffe would be unfortunate. Especially if you then ended up in someone else's room. It'd be equally as unfortunate if a giraffe suddenly turned human...

*comforts* There, there, Bridgey-Widgey. Don't be sad. I simply wanted to make sure that lil' Earl wouldn't have his feelings hurt.

Can you imagine the patheticness of a sad miniature giraffe?

A sad miniature giraffe?

IT WOULD BE ALL YOUR FAULT. YOU DO REALIZE THIS.

NO NO NO.

THIS WOULD BE ANGEL'S FAULT.

He's even better at All My Fault than I am!

Oh, sure, pass the buck, why don't you?

No, seriously, he can out All My Fault me. He's had lots more practice. He's much older, after all.

Though he did say I'm a prodigy. There's hope!

You know, it's all my fault that you think everything's your fault.

How?

Because I said so.

No, no. It can only be All Your Fault if you come up with a reason, no matter how convoluted.

For instance, it is All My Fault that you feel guilty about your present situation, ie, attempted murder of myself and Logan, and sucessful one of Kitty. It's All My Fault because I should have been able to totally, omg, outsmart/throw waffles at your evil self and gotten away and saved Logan. And I should have warned Kitty.

Hence, I win at All My Fault, and you lose.

Why you want to play All My Fault when Not My Fault is much more fun, I'll never know.

Just think, emo!Rory, you went and threw waffles at the head of a potentially Very Valuable Mentor in the art of All My Fault.

That? Definitely your fault. *nods*

But...he bit me.

See, there you go again, with the buck-passing.

Perhaps I was trying to feed him with the waffles! YOU DON'T KNOW MY CUSTOMS!

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Actually naked giraffes I'm pretty comfortable with.

*doesn't want to be picturing you "getting comfortable" with naked giraffes*

What? Clothed giraffes are weird!

*Earl backs slowly away from the vampire*

Oh sure, everybody wants me to avoid perfect happiness but nobody wants the details.

I will happily throw breakfast food at you any time it looks like you might be getting frisky.

Hell, why limit it to breakfast food? I will happily throw emo at you, or possibly even a small child, if it'll deter you..

Yes but then I'll start juggling, begin to enjoy myself, and before you know it the world will be ending.

What if I put some sort of unfun time restraint on the juggling?

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