So Linda came through like a trooper, cats, and now we can all enjoy The Last Ba’al, where SG-1 meets sex pollen, Rodney has cupcakes, and Teal’c, as usual, thinks the humans are all crackers. Read! Comment! Encourage Linda to pursue fanfiction as a career!
And with that, the next warm body tossed into the grinder’s Linda’s own husband Matt, who blogs over at Big Hot Future! and will write off the following prompt: Londo Mollari, ghosts, a crawlspace, and opera.
Toss it up in the comments when you’re done, Matt, so the world can roll around in your genius!
Me, I’m writing some X-Files fanfiction today, provided Punk helps.