someone has to keep records

mikiri  asked:

for 3 sentence fic thing: Paladin Puppy Pile but someone has to get up?

(for the record this was really hard to keep to three sentences)

“Um,” Hunk says, sheepishly. They’re all on exactly one of the couches in the main lounge, a loose flump of limbs and weight and warmth. It’s nice, but: “Guys, I have to go to the bathroom.”

(“No,” someone grumbles from further down in the pile. It might be Keith.)

(Give me a prompt and I’ll write a three-sentence fic!)


I know nobody gives a damn, but these are the oldest photos I have of my ancestors. These are some of my great-great-great-great grandparents, from various branches.

Christoph Eipper (1813-1894), a Presbyterian minister from Esslingen, Germany.

Harriet Gyles (1815-1892), daughter of a missionary from Shoreditch, London.

Anastasia Hincks (1814-1902), daughter of a convicted murderer from Tipperary, Ireland.

Ralph Hush (1809-1876), a magistrate from Northumberland, England.