My biggest problem with it is Jack and Daniel won't shut up. They keep trading quips instead of kisses. And every now and then Jack gets a rash of giddiness that I'm not happy with, but I don't seem to be able to stop him.
And Daniel... what can I say about Daniel, other than the boy has so much teen angst about him you know that he's got "The Bell Jar" under one arm and "Catcher In The Rye" under the other. And it's a strong possibility he's got more shades of black in his wardrobe than there are days in the year.
So tomorrow I show the guys who is boss of this fic. Or they show me.
They're gonna make toast outta me. groan.
And then there's the matter of a title. I have a few ideas, but I don't think they suit the fic. I hate titles. If anyone has a spare title just hanging around the house, stealing the last of your coffee and choccie biscuits, send it my way. I promise to give it a good home.
