Watch as I wontonly rape my app!

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

This is like that time, when there was nothing. Only a vast, dark emptiness. How … how did I get back here? I can’t be here, this is the end of creation, the end of time. Harry isn’t here, so how… how am I…?

There weren’t stars there, though. No stars, no time, no anything. Only loneliness and cold and death. It was so empty, so very empty. Everything, just gone…

But no, I can’t be there. Harry is gone and he can’t take me back. I can’t be back. So where is this? How did I get here, I demand to know!

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Headtilt.] Harry knows I am.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

How do you know Harry?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Archelaus! He's nice. He cuddles.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, what?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Archelaus? He's nice? He cuddles? [Imitates the Master's voice.] I don't think she's quite getting it...

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

That's Harry's voice! [frowns] What is he doing with a talking cat?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Beginning to be impatient.]

Cuddling.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

I know what cuddling is, but why would he do it with you?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Humph.] Because I'm fuzzy.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

That seems hardly a reason to hold something that's surely flea-infested.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Glare. Not so much about the fleas comment as the fact that she's not worth cuddling with.]

He likes me.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

He also convinced all of England to vote him as Prime Minister. He can make anyone believe anything.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[D:] Not a lie! He likes me! He went inside my head!

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Then I feel sorry for him. That must have been dreadful.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Least mine has somethin' in it.