Precious Things – Chapter 54

The Penultimate Chapter.

Yes, I have been waiting to say that. I love that word. Of course that isn’t counting the epilogue so theres two more to this. *Sigh* I feel sad about it.

Hugs to Dev. She’s mah beta yo. And a damn fine friend too.

Disclaimer: As previously stated. This is pretty vanilla this chapter.


Time heals all wounds.

That’s the saying isn’t it?

I’m so used to pain that, even though this is by far the worst lashing I’ve ever had, it’s mostly over in a few days. I have painkillers this time and that makes all the difference in the world.

Cathy offers me the rest of the week off school, but insists that Ashley has to go back on Wednesday. I’m still too sore on that day, so I spend it hanging in her room. Cathy’s at work and I’m a little shy around Raife. He makes me lunch and we find a nice easy conversation talking about Ashley as a child.

I think he’s just as nervous back because he seems quite happy when I timidly ask if I can go upstairs and nap.

He’s a nice guy, but I’m not used to men that aren’t ancient and ridiculous.

By Thursday, I’m going out of my mind with worry, so I go back to school, too. I win the argument with both Cathy and Ashley by basically saying that I’m fine. Cathy seems willing to let me decide for myself but Ashley is a harder call.

She’s so worried about me. I can see it in her eyes.

But, in the end, I know she’s secretly glad I’m back at school with her. Even if I do wear my skirt and blouse. She offers me clothes of her own but I’m uncomfortable. I don’t know why.

Maybe it’s because they suggest I’m never going back home, because they remind me that I’m out in no man’s land.

So I just wear my normal gear.

Three things change how I’m feeling. Three little things.

First, telling Ashley that I was thinking about getting an apartment and a job had results that I did not expect.

First she got mad. Then she yelled at me. “You’re the valedictorian, Spencer! You’re not dropping out of school!” Then she did something that completely surprised me. She called her step-mother. Ashley has never, ever brought anyone into our arguments before, not that we really have them. I realised, as Cathy stepped into the room, that my girl was genuinely petrified.

“She says she’s going to drop out of school and get a job!” Ashley told her step-mother.

“That’s ridiculous…”

And that did it. It led to the whole conversation about where I was going to go, the one that ended up involving Raife and Cathy and Ashley and myself, with me in my very own corner.

I don’t think three people could have made it more clear about how welcome I was. In fact, Cathy basically just put her foot down and said I was staying until I went to college and that was that.

When I mentioned, more timid by the second, the money and support aspect, I got unexpected glares. The Davies are rich, and I have been reminded. Firmly.

It’s after that conversation that I come to a resolution of my own. I’ve been alone for so long that I don’t really know how to accept help. And I need help right now. The Davies are my friends, and they’re offering it. It doesn’t take a huge intuitive leap to see where that path leads. So, instead, I promise myself that I’ll pay them back; maybe not till after college when I have a decent job and can afford to do so, but I will.

The second thing that happened was that Ashley and Cathy took me shopping. After declaring my wardrobe a tragedy of epic proportions on a teenage scale, I was summarily marched off to the mall. I now have enough jeans, skirts and tops to last me two weeks before I need to wash. That’s three times the amount of clothes I’ve ever owned before and even then they called it a skeleton closet.

Oh, and some nice things to go out in.

Those are clothes of a type I’ve never owned before.

The third thing that changed was that Cathy finally agreed that I could see my grandfather. Not alone, mind you – she was insistent that either she or Raife had to be with me – but she did agree that we could set up a meeting.

And that’s where I stand today, in jeans and a nice long-sleeved top, a comfortable jacket over the top, and brand new sneakers, staring at the clock on the classroom wall and wondering when the final bell is going to ring.

I wonder what my grandfather will think of my clothes.

I wonder what my grandfather will say to me.

I wonder if Ashley is still hell-bent on coming.

It won’t matter: I won’t let her. She’s afraid that he’ll hit me again, or lock me in the cellar, or something equally ridiculous.

She forgets a few things. She forgets that I left him. Yes, with her help, but in the end I have to admit to myself that I made the decision to let her know. I made the decision that I’d had enough.

She also forgets that I’m significantly less decrepit than my grandfather and that if he tried to manhandle me I could probably beat him down with a feather. Not that I would, I’d just leave, but yeah.

Plus, with Cathy or Raife there, I don’t know what she thinks might happen.

When the bell rings, my heart jumps into my throat and I nearly jump out of my chair. No one sees except Ashley. I think she watches me like a hawk these days. I guess it’s been a bit of a rollercoaster ride for her, too. She does love me after all.

“You ready?” she asks as I finish packing my books in my bag and stand up.

“As I’ll ever be,” I say back. She grabs my hand and I let her. We haven’t exactly made a huge deal out of public affection and our relationship but there’s no longer a pressing need to hide it, so I don’t.

She swings my hand lazily as we walk out of school, both of us ignoring everyone around us. Probably for different reasons, though.

“You sure you don’t want me to come?” she asks for the millionth time.

“I’m sure,” I reply, squeezing her hand. “You’ll just hit him.”

“He deserves it!”

“Ash,” I chide. She’s so obstinate. I know why she feels that way, but I can’t seem to get my point of view into her head.

She just sighs, and squeezes back.

It’s her step-mother who’s waiting at the gate for us. She must have got the afternoon off work for it.

“Hey, kids. Hop in.”

We do so, and she gives me a smile as Ashley pushes me into the passenger seat. I’m quiet all the way to the Davies mansion, where Ashley takes my bag and hops out, giving me one last look. She comes around to the passenger window, which I lower for her.

“Don’t… don’t take any shit, okay?” she says quickly. Leaning through the window, she plants a quick kiss on my cheek and then takes off.

“Ready?” Cathy asks.

I give her the same answer I gave her step-daughter: “As I’ll ever be.”

I can feel my heart pounding as we pull up in front of the house. I know that my grandfather is waiting inside for me, but I’m so tempted to run away. I don’t know what to say to him. Suddenly I don’t even know what I’m going to say to him.

I open the car door and step out.

I wish I’d worn my skirt and blouse. He’s not going to be happy about my state of dress. I guess it was all part of the new Spencer and I wanted to make that clear.

He opens the door as we step up it. Cathy’s hand is warm and protective on my shoulder. It doesn’t hurt, but then it’s been two-and-a-half weeks since he hit me. I look at him, his passive face and lack of expression, and then I turn and look at her.

I’ve learned how to read her better in the last few weeks. She doesn’t like him. I guess I can’t fault her on that.

I turn back and say it, say what I’m supposed to say.

“Hello, Grandfather.”

“Spencer.” There’s distinct warmth in his voice. He missed me.

He offers us both a tea and we both accept. While we drink the first cup, I ask him questions about the garden, and how it’s going in the fall weather. He answers in general terms, and I realise this conversation is pretty much going nowhere.

After about ten minutes, Cathy gives me a look and says “I think I might go outside for some fresh air.”

She’s giving us time. She’s great like that.

After seeing her out, my grandfather comes back to find that I’ve made us each another cup of tea.

“How is school?” I knew he’d ask that.

“It’s going well, Grandfather,” I reply. “They’ve eased off significantly since our applications went in. Much less homework.”

“I hope you’re still keeping up your study, however.”

“Yes, sir, I am.” It’s true. Ashley can’t believe it, but I still study. Not nearly as much as I did when living here but I still do.

Borderline banal conversation can only take us so far. I know that one of us has to break.

“Are you okay, Spencer?” I know exactly what he’s referring to. Partially just because I know him so well, and partially because he’s not looking at me. He’s looking down into his cup.

“I am,” I say faintly.


I think this is about as close to a ‘sorry’ as I’m going to get.

I look at him and, suddenly, everything changes.

He’s an old man. That’s what I see: an old man. He doesn’t scare me any more. I’m not afraid of him, or his rules. I look around the kitchen, and I know what I’m going to do. I know what I have to do. Not for him, but for me.

I look at him again and I feel even more sorry for him.

He’s just a man who never lived his life, a man who was shattered in a war at a young age, so badly that he never recovered. He’s never known how to love, not properly. He’s never known happiness or real care. He’s just built a box of rules and regulations and lived every day in the confinements.

And he made me live there, too.

But I’m out now. I don’t need to live his coffin existence any more.

He broke the rules when he hit me out of anger instead of punishment. He broke the box.

And I’m free.

“Is there any way -” He takes a deep breath and I realise i’ve never actually heard him sound unsure before. “Any way you might see fit to coming home?”

He really does miss me.

I bite my lip and trace a finger across the table top.

“I don’t think so, Grandfather.”

For once, he doesn’t argue, he just looks sad.

I decide that, even though I owe him nothing, I’ll give him an explanation.

“I can’t live by your rules any more. I just can’t. And I don’t think it’s in any way fair to you for me to live here and expect not to follow them.”

He nods, slowly. “That is valid.”

Wow, he just validated one of my statements. How the mighty have fallen!

“I’m not sure what I”m going to do,” I confess. “The Davies are determined that I shall stay with them. I feel a burden, though.”

“They certainly seem to care about you,” he admits. “I’m… I’m glad.”

I blink.

“I’ll … I’ll sort things out,” he says. “Your birthday is in a few days. You’ll have independence. I’ll discuss with my lawyer.”

“Grandfather -” He’s… he’s giving me my inheritence? Shit. Holy Shit.

“But, please, stay in school, attend college.” He sounds so broken. I broke him.

No. He broke him.

I put my hand over his. “Grandfather,” I say gently, “I wouldn’t dream of doing anything else. I’m still me.”

He looks up and smiles. “Yes. You always were a fine, upstanding young lady.”

Cathy chooses a very opportune moment to knock on the door.

My grandfather stands up. “I suppose you should be going.”

I nod.

As he walks me to the hall, I see indecision in his movements and eyes. Finally, he just comes out with it. “Do you suppose that we might be able to see each other from time to time?”

I put my hand on his arm and, with a small smile, I give him the answer that comes straight from my heart. “Yes, Grandfather. Definitely.”

And I step into the sunshine like I’m stepping into a whole new world.


  1. DeeJay
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 2.51pm | Permalink

    GAHH!! skdjksdjhkasjdh EPIC fic.
    god how i loved that…

  2. lurker
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.00pm | Permalink

    Yay, I got a clom hug, my turn to squee :)
    I’m so proud of Spencer for standing up for herself
    and Ashley is so adorable being overprotective……….. I wonder where one would go to get their own Ashley…… I could seriously use my own Ashley or my own Shane McCutcheon *drools*. yea I think thats enough drooling I’ll drool over them on my own time
    as usual great update :)

  3. Zimmy
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.00pm | Permalink


    I wub you.

  4. L
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.15pm | Permalink

    Oh my god, that was so. I love it, I love stories that are written so well that mean they rise and fall in all the right places and that little closure for Spencer and her grandfather was so well done.

    *Juno voice* “Ku-dos.”

  5. dittybop
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.33pm | Permalink

    I don’t know if I’ve said it, but I really REALLY love this. It’s just so…beautiful.

    Ugh, this is why I’m such a lurker. I have all these thoughts and feelings that I wish I could convey through my words, but when it comes time to actually put them down in a response, I have such a hard time. Just know that this is amazing and beautiful and so much more that I can’t seem to say at the moment.

    You and Dev, you guys are just amazing and you make this Southern California girl very very happy.

  6. seriesaddict
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.36pm | Permalink

    “Don’t… don’t take any shit, okay?” she says quickly. Leaning through the window, she plants a quick kiss on my cheek and then takes off.

    Awww..cuteness! I want an Ashley. Do they sell them? They must have Clom’s trademark though;)

    Finally..the talk! I’m so proud of Spencer..of how she handled everything! I expected her Grandfather to be more..I don’t know..strict? Instead, I saw what Spencer saw. An old man who never lived his life! He regretted what he did and I just hope that from now on they can have a normal grandfather-granddaughter relationship! It will take time but they can do it!

    He looks up and smiles. “Yes. You always were a fine, upstanding young lady.”

    I’m so glad he said that!:)

    I’m surprised about Spencer’s decision though..I really thought she was going to live with him again..with no rules that is! I’m glad she’s staying with the Davies and that she’s still going to college!

    awesome chapter Clom!

  7. Katie
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.38pm | Permalink

    That made me cry because it was so beautiful. Spencer is incredible mature and understanding,and it was amazing to see a differant side of him.
    Thank you for the update!! it was perfect.
    Im glad Spencer is going to stay with the davies.

  8. tinkerbell22185
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.41pm | Permalink

    oh the greatness of you clom!

  9. Ros
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 3.59pm | Permalink

    I wonder if Spencer will live with the Davies even after she gets her inheritance…Wouldn’t it be weird for her to live with Ashley and her parents, given that they’re together? I don’t know…

    I loved how she handled the meeting with her grandfather. And I almost, ALMOST, felt a bit sorry for him. But it lasted just 2 seconds. :)

  10. Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.00pm | Permalink

    Aww.. I don’t know what to say.. It’s just so great.. it’s a beautiful fic.. even though there is a lot of darkness in it.. but you can’t have the up’s if you don’t have the down’s..

    I really love this one Clom.. I really do.. this is one of those fic’s you’re going to remember in your heart.. I know I will

  11. Melxgibs
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.11pm | Permalink

    when i started reading this chapter, i thought i wanted raife and cathy to just go crazy on the grandfather, but this is so much more realistic for the characters. it was amazing and i loved it.

  12. SS
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.19pm | Permalink

    As soon as I start to feel empathy for The GrandFather, one thought of the emotional/physical abuse erases it completely. However, the comments that were left did open my eyes to how complicated it is for Spencer. I guess I could give him credit for raising an amazing person (but I don’t feel like it). I loved all the other characters in this story, but I’m really going to miss Spencer. I’ve followed her around every single day for weeks (thanks, clom), but now I have to let her go. *sigh* She’s gonna have an amazing, happy life from here on out. Yup.

  13. Payne N. Uranus
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.21pm | Permalink

    Oh god. I want to cry! But I won’t. ‘Cause crying is a pain in the ass. Thanks for making me forget that for a moment.

    I’m seriously contemplating sabotaging this story somehow. I don’t want it to end! So if either you or Dev gets your fingers injured in some way, know that I…didn’t do it.

    I really do want to know HOW it ends…I just don’t want it to end… You know how this can be fixed? Start another story. Duh.

  14. Puff
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.28pm | Permalink

    Spencer is healing nicely and wow is she a brave little cookie for her age (and mature) but then again I guess she has had to be. I love this update so much because Spencer is finally taking control of her life and making her own decisions and rules. Ashley is there to support her of course but it was so important that she saw her grandfather by herself. Also the decision to wear her new clothes and be the new Spencer was great. What a show of strength. Anyway Sez my dear thanks for the squee I am very happy to be here and hope you are well. Now if only I could kick my own butt into writing once more lol.

  15. rosyxox
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.33pm | Permalink

    Wow. I’m speechless and totally I’m bawling my eyes out.

    The last 2-3 chapters were pretty smooth with the whole process of the post-hitting. This one, however, is written so good, it’s amazing. Each word has its own place and its own meaning. I’m just speechless, I’ve been reading this fanfiction daily since it was at chapter 5 or 6, so for over a month I’ve been getting home everyday to an update. I feel like this one just put a whole meaning to the fanfiction, like Spencer’s suffering at the beginning happened so that she would finally get peace with her grandfather in this chapter. It concludes every single chapter I’ve read for the past month. Thanks for sharing your writting talent with us and thanks to Dev for her amazing Beta skills.

    I totally loved this fanfiction and can’t wait to read the epilogue.

  16. clomle4
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.39pm | Permalink

    People, people. Look up “penultimate” in the dictionary. I wasn’t COUNTING the epilogue

  17. iocaste
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.47pm | Permalink

    I’m so happy that Spencer is ready to take her life in her own hands with a little help from the amazing Davies family. And I’m glad that she can still have her grandfather in her life but this time by her rules.
    This story is just amazing. You know that don’t you?
    But it makes me sad that it has to come to an end.

    P.S: I have a question. What is Gramps’ name? I can’t remember if you ever mentioned it :)

  18. Vibes
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 4.51pm | Permalink

    You know my b-day is next Thurs. No joke. You know, if you care is all. ::smiles::

  19. Sarah
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 5.04pm | Permalink

    Aww man, that made me tear up like whoa. This has probably been my favorite chapter of the whole thing. It’s really good that Spencer and her grandfather cleared the air. What he did was completely uncalled for, but he is still her only real family, and I am glad that they can be in each others lives.

  20. lauren36ren
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 5.09pm | Permalink

    I’m so very impressed with this fic. Not surprised that I am but impresses still.

    The pace is slow but always building and all kinds of interesting. It matches Spencer’s personality. Spencer and Ashley’s love for each other is obvious. I like that this hasn’t been all about them getting together. That there’s Spashley aplenty but still very much a story about a girl discovering life. It doesn’t revolve around the two girls, it actually revolves around Spencer and her Grandfather and the life they built together. The shattering and rebuilding of said life.

    Grandpa. What are the things I’d like to say about him? He’s had me intrigued from the beginning (actually think I mentioned that in those exact words before). I’ve been curious who he is and what brings a man to become what he is. I in no way accept the man’s way of life nor the way he forced Spencer to live that life as well. Or the beat my granddaughter till she can barely walk freak out he had. This is just the kind of stuff I think about. I love that I don’t just see him as a barrier inserted into the story preventing our lovely girls from getting together but as a breathing character. Leave it to me be fascinated by the character to hate in this fic.

    I see Spencer’s reactions to all of this dead on with the person you’ve shown her to be.

    Those moments that changes everything. A simple school assignment led to all this. A random pairing by a teacher and life can never be the same.

    A chapter and epilogue left. Eagar (sp?) is me.

    Oh and I fully got distracted while writing this from the little smiley face in the bottom left hand corner of this page. I don’t even know how I saw it there.

  21. seriesaddict
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 5.25pm | Permalink

    I always wondered about that smiley face..At first it was at the bottom in the middle if I remember well!

  22. jbs10
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 5.27pm | Permalink

    I’m crying right now. That was such an amazing update.

    Thank you.

  23. yutop
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 5.37pm | Permalink

    Go and live your life as YOU want Spencer!With YOUR rules!

  24. .ashes.rising.
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 5.43pm | Permalink

    *contented sigh* and all is right with the world… well, almost. i have a feeling i know what the epilogue will be, but i’m not going to put it here, ’cause i’m probably horribly wrong and i don’t want to look stupid.and this way, i can say i was right no matter what, ha ha ha!

    you have no idea how much this story has touched me, Clom. It’s amazing, you’re amazing, Dev’s amazing. It’s pretty amazing, yo. Thanks for sharing this.

  25. Crystal
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 6.30pm | Permalink

    That story was unbelievable. Soooo good. I loved it! YAY!

  26. spashleyforcutie
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 6.32pm | Permalink

    Verdy nice verdy nice. Hm, so he does have a heart! That’s good to know. I’m kinda glad that they are allowed to see each other. He’s still Spencer’s only family, and he’s, as Spencer said, broken and still loves Spencer. Even if he never really..showed it. That was a good talk they had. Even if it had few few words lol.

    Ashley, what a good girlfriend. Haha, I laughed when Ashley freaked out about Spencer dropping out and getting a job. That was really funny how she brought her parents into the equation. She’s so protective. I like it.

    Awe! Only 2 more chapters! Wow, this story flew by. It was soo good though.

  27. evilgiraffe
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 6.41pm | Permalink

    Valedictorian – New word for the vocabulary there, I had to look that one up. Having been a student for 8 years and graduating twice, I really should have known that word. Anyway, back to the story, I am amazed at how you manage to have me hating Gramps a couple of chapters ago and then in this one really feeling for him, hoping that he is going to be OK: a mark of a great writer. II’m glad that Spencer got some closure too, and can move on and live her life, hopefully with a nice big inheritance and Ashley.

  28. broken_devil
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 6.44pm | Permalink

    Aww, I actually care a little about Grandfather. Not in a “Spencer should go back home,” sort of way. More of a “You got what you deserve but you knew no better,” kind of way.

    I adore Ashley, honestly. She’s totally one of my favourite people right now – and she isn’t even real. I’m gonna learn how to differentiate between (fan)fiction and reality one day.

    Only two more chapters! I’ve only commented like, 2 times. Hmm, I feel bad so I’m going to tell you – I loved this from the beginning. All the way.

  29. Posted 3 July 2008 at 8.03pm | Permalink

    This an amazing update in glad she did get talk with his grandfather and glad he did had regret for he did to her but what made happy the most about this update that she’s a stronger person now im getting alittle sad that fic is going to end soon but its been pleasure to read this story form a wonderful writer like you

  30. Lovesfool
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 8.13pm | Permalink

    oh Clomle, i totally teared up towards the end. gah! i just love this story!! Sucks though that it’s coming to an end :(
    you’re amazing sez!

  31. smurfturkey
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 8.20pm | Permalink

    cant wait for the last chapter and the ep!such a wonderful work of art

  32. Bookthief
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 8.31pm | Permalink

    They should sell Ashley’s like they do Barbie’s:

    Child “Mom can I get an Ashley?”
    Mother “Sure honey, but only one”
    Child “Oh here’s a ‘28 Days Later’ Ashley, but then theres ‘A Year in the Life’ and ‘A Million Acres of Sky’ two pack Ashley. Or do I want a Spencer .Hmm ‘Precious Things’ Spencer comes with 2 different sets of clothes and a grandfather cutout.”

  33. yeahbutno
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 8.36pm | Permalink

    Clom as ever you astound me with your writing.

    You always seem to tackle some complex and contoversial subjects in your fics and you handle them with great even handedness and aplomb.

    Yes, we all wanted to smackdown the doddery old man a few updates ago but that was because we are so emotionally attached to poor wee Spencer.

    I have to say that the subject matter sort of concerned me as to how it would affect me but Clom I have to say you handled it all with great assuredness and diplomacy.

    This fic made me grin for Spence as she has realised that she isn’t a victim amnymore, she is taking control of her own life and making her own decisions – eventhough the Davies ladies seem to be able to control her wardrobe, thank God.

    Mmmnnnn I knew Spence would still be there for her Grandad as she said, he is the way he is for a lot of reasons and well I am glad she seems to have resolved the matter in her own way.

    Thanks Clom, I loved it. So Final one next *weeps*

  34. jmh
    Posted 3 July 2008 at 9.19pm | Permalink

    You just never cease to amaze me clom with your writing talent, I was crying reading that update. Can’t wait to read the last few updates of this amazingly written fic :)

  35. Posted 4 July 2008 at 12.14am | Permalink

    I love that Ashley is protective of Spencer, but I am so happy that she didn’t go with. I am glad that Spencer and Grandfather got a few minutes alone to talk. It is great that Spencer agrees to seeing her Grandfather from time-to-time.
    You are a god Clom and I love this story so much.
    Olive Juice Clom.

    [Clom is still very confused about the Olive Juice…]

  36. gilmar
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 1.09am | Permalink

    First of all, could Ashley get any more perfect? Seriously, she should have the girlfriend of the year award. And her family should have an award as well.

    “I’m sure,” I reply, squeezing her hand. “You’ll just hit him.”

    haaaaaaahahaha, yes spencer, you’re probably right.

    This is so sad tho, the poor old man is all alone now, and even tho he is a sick bastard, i feel sort of sorry for him, spencer after all is he’s last relative alive, and now he doesnt even have that.


    Spencer of course, is just incredible, i would be terrified to be in the same room with the guy after what he did, but nope, not Spencer, she still cares about the dude. Just awesome.

    Awesome clom. A+

  37. Fred
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 1.54am | Permalink

    bow down to the almighty Sez and her amazing beta Dev for the amazing fic that has been given to us so humbly.

    Sorry I was on a rant just then. Go Cathy, Go Cathy, Go Cathy…She’s a total MILF!

  38. SS
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 3.28pm | Permalink

    Altogether now! *refresh…*


  39. clomle4
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 4.56pm | Permalink

    Try again tomorrow…

  40. SOS
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 5.33pm | Permalink


  41. Payne N. Uranus
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 7.57pm | Permalink


    I’m with her. *sobs quietly*

    Oh, wait, still not liking the crying stuff.

    *breaks chair*

    Much better.

  42. clomle4
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 8.16pm | Permalink

    Less violence people. Less Violence, more… kissing. *waves hand* each other perhaps

  43. Payne N. Uranus
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 8.41pm | Permalink

    *turns to S(O)S*

    You know, I’d love to, but I’m against PDA. Wanna go have sex in a closet?

  44. clomle4
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 9.09pm | Permalink

    Nu uh. If Clom doesn’t get to watch, Clom ain’t doin’ NOTHIN bout no postin.

  45. SOS
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 9.10pm | Permalink

    Nah, I’d rather stick with the 4th of July theme and set uranus on fire with a Roman Candle. Or would you prefer a Piccolo Pete? That way you’d be screaming out of both ends. :D

    Time to go eat burnt food and set the world on fire. It’s what we Yanks do best…

  46. clomle4
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 9.47pm | Permalink

    Hmm… yanks eh.

    Well, the idea of setting Payne on fire is intriguing… but, no, i think i’d rather you made out.

    *waves hand*

    Make it happen.

  47. Payne N. Uranus
    Posted 4 July 2008 at 9.51pm | Permalink

    Gosh, Clom, I dunno. It seems SOS has lost interest unless it has something to do with fire and screaming, not to mention burnt food.

    Fetishes. Find me someone else. =P

  48. Posted 5 July 2008 at 1.26am | Permalink

    i have to admit that it’s 3am hamburg/germany
    so i try to keep my english work in some way … please blame the early time for any mistakes, so i still can cover my lack of english grammar & orthography ;(

    first of all i want to thank you! it’s such a pleasure and joy to read these fics of yours!!!

    you’re a great writer and i hope their’s an option that you might come out with novels or any kind of book at some time, ’cause you definitely would have a great future in publishing stories like this!

    i’ve spend the last 5h reading the whole fic and i’m beat but very happy!!! it’s one of my favourites this far and if i have any time left maybe i’m going to make an fanart just for fun, ’cause it was very inspiring and of course you will get to see it ;)

    so i’m looking forward to read more and leave the kindest greetings you can imagine! :)

  49. S(O)S
    Posted 5 July 2008 at 5.18pm | Permalink

    Good Lord, WHY can’t we edit our posts?! WHY! Okay then, ahh, who is SOS and what is she doing posting instead of SS?!

    Hmmm, ahhh, or let’s pretend that lack of oxygen, your name (Payne N. Uranus), and the mention of s.e.x. in a small dark space triggered my fall from grace? Yeah, that’s it. Let’s pretend that, shall we? Thanks, my friends. *ahem*

    *crosses arms* And I can’t bring myself to comment on “The End” just yet because that would be like admitting that it’s really over, and I can’t deal with that right at the moment… after I’m done crying, I think I’m gonna go hire a witch-doctor and have him put a spell on Clomle so she’ll keep writing forever and ever and ever. That’s my plan… *waves hand*

  50. Jada
    Posted 6 July 2008 at 5.03am | Permalink

    Man Oh Man.

    The exchansdge betw5een Sperncer and her Grahndfather was wonderfulfly done. Just…it made sfense. It wasn’t contqrived. It* made Q

    DAMNIT!!!! ^ See that up there. That is what you get when you get a monkey who is not Frank to write your damn sentences! Jeraldo – you are fired! I don’t care that today’s the last day you work before your wedding! What the heck does a monkey need to get married for? …No that is not me being discriminating – Oh yeah?! Well if that’s the textbook definition of discrimination why don’t you spell it? Huh? Wait. No.

    Don’t go.

    JERALLLLDDOOO! I’m sorry. I made a mistake. I shouldn’t have-



    Oy vey.


    WOO Last chapter is next! Wait….Aww. Clom and Dev = dope. The good kind. Whatever you may consider the good kind to be. ;)

  51. Keshia
    Posted 16 December 2010 at 4.29pm | Permalink

    The chapter, like the whole story, was beautiful. One of my favourite chapters, to be honest x)

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