CallieB, the useless reptile

My Vegetable Love

Jimmy had taken his promise to be friends very seriously, after all Thomas had done for him, and after a while he’d realised it wasn’t so very difficult. Thomas was amusing in his sharp-tongued way, and yet sometimes he was exceptionally kind to Jimmy, which at first Jimmy was bewildered by but after a while became accustomed to.

That was it, there—the complacency. Jimmy had got used to Thomas's surprising sweetness. But then again—how could he have known it wouldn’t last?

It had all settled into something very comfortable and pleasant, and so Jimmy couldn’t understand why it was changing. He just didn’t understand, couldn’t see how Thomas could carry on like this when he was supposed to—

Jimmy sat upright suddenly, staring unseeingly at the wall opposite his bed. His mouth fell open, as a revelation hit him like a hammer to the temple.

Tumblr: HEATED RIVALRY IS SETTING THE WORLD ON FIRE!

Tumblr: No for real though the world actually IS on fire and we should all be deeply concerned about climate change but also BUDDIE MIGHT BECOME CANON!

My brain: What if, and I'm just spitballing here, but what if we wrote 30k of Downton Abbey fic, a fandom for which we've read some good stuff (like a decade ago) but never written before, and y'know, due to the age and relative obscurity of the show the fandom is, if not dead then at the very least in a nursing home, because we've got some time off and for some reason a Thommy idea just attacked us and won't let us go?