So tired

And someone better sound the coming apocalypse. I'm actually working on Deal-breaker. Mind you I'm not working on the chapter I should be writing, but I'm still typing. 

Sad thing is that I'm typing Quatre and Duo banter. Which makes me giggle. At least I'm not working on that bit where Quatre wants to put Duo in a dress and under Heero's desk. o.O;;; Don't ask me, that's what he said.

And it's too quiet. Where the hell has everyone been?

Edit: Quatre, you have yet to fail me in this fic. ♥!!!! You spark the oddest bits of dialog I've ever written.

"Are you alone?"

"Yeah, why, planning on swinging by to molest me?"