[A camera swings through two massive oak doors and focuses on the
center of the room. Two overstuffed recliners flank a big beanbag
chair; they all face a huge TV/computer terminal. The chairs swing
around to the camera....]

Cerina: Why are we doing this anyway? Couldn't the author have just
said 'I'm here'?

Tommy: Do you really think she'd be satisfied with an *ordinary* e-mail?

Cerina: Guess not. (looks around) Hey, where's LilTigre at?

[Suddenly, rousing music starts playing the instrumentals from the
BlueSeed opening theme. A ton of confetti is unceremoniously dumped
onto the duo, while a tiger cub bounds down from the rafters to
crash-land into Tommy's lap.]

LilTigre: Konnichi wa, minna! I'm sooo happy! E-mail! the FFML! We
missed you guys over the summer!

(Cerina leans over to Tommy)

Cerina: (whispering) Just how much catnip did you let her have today?

LilTigre: We're back! More C&C, more useless griping, and more fics!
Mor- mmmmph

(Tommy clamps a hand over her mouth.)

Tommy: Like she said, we're still in the fic business. Eternity's
Tears chapter 2 is almost ready for posting, and we're revving up to
give our usual MST3K-ripoff type of C&C.

Cerina: And we have once again misplaced John W. Conner's e-mail addy.
You can thourougly kick our asses for asking for it a third time.
(turns to Tommy) I think that covers it. Got anything to add?

Tommy: Nope. Just that we've installed new flaming shields for
protection. *wicked grin* So, flamers beware!

Cerina: Uhh, yeah, right, whatever. Say goodbye, Tigger.

LilTigre: Goodbye, Tigger!

[The camera pulls away and the lights fade.]

Jess, the LilTigre
accessible ONLY at this e-mail address: mitama@yahoo.com


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