Status: Plot bunnies are tricky little freaks.

She's Hell in Heels

"Dear Journal, I was concieved when Mom was making a porno flick. I shouldn't even be alive. I don't know my dad other than a name. I guess a life could be weirder."

I should stop starting so many blasted fics.
Right.
This idea was too good to pass up, though. "Stepping Stone" and "Hero" came on when I started writing about her family, and I felt that it was meant to be for the Pop Evil guys.

I mean absolutely no disrespect to Dylan, Leigh, Dave, Matt or Tony. I think they're great guys, and are absolutely fabulous to their fans. I have no affilation with them, other than meeting them a few times. I make no profit off of this, nor do I ever intend to make a profit off of my two-bit oddities.

I love these guys to death, and I owe them about a million rounds at the classiest bar in the world, and my life. I encourage anyone to listen to them, and please, support the artist, because illegal downloading sucks.

The lyrics for Zephyr are my own.

Be kind, rewind.