And They Choose Our Mates. (ravyn) So

You’re Going To Share A Moon Pie? Now? You Know You Can’t Get Any More Of Those Until You Go Back To The Sates, Right? (geary) It’s For A Good Cause. We Need More Addicts. Besides, There’s Always Grandpa To Bail Me Out With An Emergency Shipment If I Get Too Desperate. (tory)

Move Forward With Purpose

Grandma, Please. It’s Okay. Dad’s Doing A Great Job. I Give Him Kudos For At Least Being Calm And Rational, And Not Losing His Temper With Everyone Around Him Who Isn’t In Childbirth. And He Has Yet To Start Shooting Lighting Bolts At People. Poor Damien Still Has A Burn Scar.” – Kat

Yeah, Well, Your People Happen To Be Soul-sucking Demons. (wulf) You Ever Met A Banker Or A Lawyer? Tell Me Who’s Worse, My Urian Or One Of Them? At Least We Need The Food; They Do It Just For Profit Margins. (phoebe)

What Do You Do When Mom Leaves You Alone Like This? (kat) I Write Romance Novels. (acheron)