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Very Good, Boyd (1/?)
Chapter One
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: NC-17 for the work as a whole.
Summary: Wooster. Jeeves. Monaghan. Boyd. Got it? Good.
Warnings: Crack!fic. AU (Uh, yeah.) Blatant gacking of PG Wodehouse's world, words, and wit.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I mean no harm. I make no money. *sulks off to drink heavily*
Feedback: Is like the perfect break of trouser over instep: Both beautiful and desirable.
A/N: If you can name the book from which the first five lines were mercilessly ripped, a cookie for you! This fic would never have happened if I had not fallen madly and completely in love with this, one of the most amusing, arousing, and generally astounding FPS AU fictions I have ever read, written by the talented Lobelia Sackville-Baggins. This is a WIP, but there are five chapters written and it is plotted out to the end, so I promise it will not trail off into the aether.
Fruitless garden of the mind, that...
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: NC-17 for the work as a whole.
Summary: Wooster. Jeeves. Monaghan. Boyd. Got it? Good.
Warnings: Crack!fic. AU (Uh, yeah.) Blatant gacking of PG Wodehouse's world, words, and wit.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I mean no harm. I make no money. *sulks off to drink heavily*
Feedback: Is like the perfect break of trouser over instep: Both beautiful and desirable.
A/N: If you can name the book from which the first five lines were mercilessly ripped, a cookie for you! This fic would never have happened if I had not fallen madly and completely in love with this, one of the most amusing, arousing, and generally astounding FPS AU fictions I have ever read, written by the talented Lobelia Sackville-Baggins. This is a WIP, but there are five chapters written and it is plotted out to the end, so I promise it will not trail off into the aether.
Fruitless garden of the mind, that...