*****WARNING*****

The following message contains content unsuitable for the sane,
elderly, childish, and otaku-ly.

Reading will cause irrevocable damage to creative capibilities,
sex-drive, and gasteral tract.

The author is no part responsible for any silly expresses frozen
on readers' faces.

Oh, and have a nice day <evil grin>

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Well Listar decided I needed a vacation much to my chargrin.

And I went FFML-deprived for a few hours there....

The infinite silence scared me....

I nearly went mad...

So to commemorate my return I offer you this short fic...


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Bastion's Special 

aka: A Tall Glass of Weird Served Icy Cold


"I know now who committed this devious act." Holmes paced about 
his private den, confidently puffing on his pipe.  

He had his suspect right where he wanted him, and he was going 
to expose this criminal like a white skin albano spamming troll
to the harsh reality of the ouside world.

"It was..."  Holmes had learned the fine chinese art of extending 
his climax, so his partners could experience more joy from the 
sensation.

"The butler!"  Holmes pointed his slender finger directly at the fopish, 
balding man in the Cliche Butler Outfit #2 (tm) sitting in audience with
him.

The Butler stammered.  "But, but-"

Holmes would have none of it.  "But my ass.  You commited this 
grievious crime and for that you must be punish!"

The Butler's eyes filled with horror as he saw Holmes take out 
an object from his pocket. "No.  No, anything but that!"

Holmes threw the henshin stick over his head.  

"ENGLISH SPICE POWER!"

In a dazzling display of lights, glitter, and other fantsy special 
effects, Holmes turned into a rather busty, cute young girl in a 
scandalously short skirt and constricting bodice, one that most 
men would drool over, but since this is a PC fic, a man must view 
women as people and not objects.... Mmmmm, objects
argghhhhhhhh <drool>.

"I am Spicy Loon!  And in the name of all the Loons, I will punish 
you!"  The girl stuck a few obscene poses before taking a dramatic 
one.

The Butler shook his head in disbelief as he noticed something 
black snake around the girl's body.

The girl grinned the Cute Girl in the Short Skirt Grin (tm) and 
raised her hand. "LICKERISH WHIP ZIP!"

'I do hope does eventually get over this fetish of his.... I'm not enjoying 
it like I used to.'  The Butler thought just moments before the sweet 
crack of the whip hit his backside......

*ian-d*

I am one disturbed individual.  

All comments and questions about my crack dealer are welcomed.

Now, I must say goodnight.  My toes are getting tired from typing....
<insane grin>.

Bastion
Finding the abyss winking at him...