After several years of toil and hardship, he’s finding delight in being simply a couch potato and the General’s lust object.

This line makes me sporfle like a goddamned loon, thus earning strange looks from my babysitting charge, and, probably, the neighbours. >.> Thanks.

On that note, STOP FUCKING TEASING US, AND GIVE US THE GODDAMNED FIC. HOW WOULD *YOU* LIKE IT IF I WERE TO START PUTTING UP LITTLE CHAPTER SNIPPETS OF PON EVERY DAY, HUNH?!

*flails around for a bit, before finally jumping and crashing out of a window*