jlh | Because Ali has suggested I share the voices in my head

So there's the Cake fic that took over my brain and was written in a fever, and then there's Rymon being all Rymony all over the place, and then there's that HP sequel staring at me, and then there's this Seamus/Dean fic I'm working on for

choc_fic this week. And Seamus, he is some displeased with me.

Seamus: It was one thing when you were writing about these old guys …
Ryan: I am NOT OLD.
Simon: [laughs]
Seamus: … but who are these clowns?
Blake: Clowns?
Seamus: and how are they really different than us? I see one who is short and hyper and charismatic and one who is tall and calm and handsome. Have you just been writing us into better bodies?
Clio: They have a completely different dynamic, Seamus. You two grew up together, fought a war together. They met as adults in a pressure cooker situation.
Seamus: But they're both cuter than we are …
Blake: Thank you.
Chris: Blake, watch it. I'm pretty sure he could take you in a fight.
Seamus: … and they're white American muggles on the number one television show. How dominant culture could you get?
Clio: I know. I'm sorry. I'm writing a story about you now! And there's the sequel that I've already started!
Seamus: You were thinking about our story and you went to bed and it became about them!
Clio: It was always really about you, Seamus. Radio Friendly just hadn't left my head yet.
Seamus: The last time you wrote about us was July 2006!
Dean: But it was one of her best stories.
Clio: Thank you, Dean.
Chris: Wait, why are we white American muggles and they aren't?
Blake: Duh, Simon isn't American.
Ryan: Actually, that isn't why. [reaches into his shirt, pulls out a Time Turner on a chain]
Dean: Of course you have one of those. That explains so much.
Seamus: Wait, Simon, how old are you?
Simon: You might want to check that Order of the Phoenix picture again.
Dean: I always had you pegged as a Slytherin.
Ryan: Nah, he was a Hufflepuff. He just doesn't like people to know how hard he works.
Simon: That Sirius Black? I could have made a fortune with him.
Dean: Will we have to do one of those memory charms now? Because they kinda freak me out.
Clio: Don't worry about that.
Hermione: Seamus? What are you doing?
Seamus: Um, well, I just want a story. You've had a story lately!
Hermione: Stop being jealous. There's room for everyone.
Seamus: But how can we compete with this cake thing? With the popularity and the comments and all of it?
Clio: Oh Seamus, you're my own true love. You're the one that brung me. I will never foresake you. Besides, I fully intend to finish the

fanfic100.
Seamus: Well. That's all right then.