toby-daye

My lord was never sane, but he was my love, once. He always will be, somewhere. Wherever it is that the once upon a times go when they die.

I am so tired of this gothic crap,_ I muttered. __ust once, I want to meet the villain in a cheerful, brightly lit room. Possibly one with kittens.

In the interests of friendship, I hope you__l forgive me what I__ about to do.___orgive you wha___y sentence was cut off as he clamped his mouth over mine, kissing me deeply....__eady to make a scene?__e raised an eyebrow. __o I have a choice?___ot really. To quote something someone said to me recently, in the interests of friendship, I hope you__l forgive what I__ about to do._ I drew back my hand and slapped him across the face. The smack of flesh striking flesh echoed through the hall. Conversations stopped as people whipped around to stare at us. Raising my voice to something just below a shout, I snarled, __ou asshole!

You are covered in blood," Tybalt said again, stressing the words harder this time. "It makes me tense." There was a thud as the guard hit the floor, and Tybalt returned to my side."Wow. You must be tense a lot."He sighed. "You have no idea.