Anyway. I know what I will be writing instead. And I know what I'm doing on my second day. That leaves... the subject of what I shall write to entertain you and blow raspberries in the general direction of people who annoy us in the meantime. And you know what that means! It's time for...
Fic Poll Mark V, Emergency Smut Edition!
We're going to get Giles laid. How should it happen?
How many people?
Optionally, prompt me: