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Ash Paused As He Entered The House To Find The Three Women Lined Up And... Singing To... Dear Gods, Anything But This. "fergilicious." All He Needed Was For Simi To Be Here And Off-key With Them Since It Was Her Favorite Song And He'd Spent The Better Part Of The Last Year Cursing Whoever Was Dumb Enough To Introduce That Song To A Hormonal Teenaged Demon. Worst Part? Simi Wanted Him To Call Her Similicious.

I’m Protecting Her. (wulf) From? (chris) Daimons. (wulf) Big Bad Ones. (cassandra)

Oh, This I Have To See. I Love It When You Go For The Vernacular. Jugular.

We Got Latched Together And I Was Hoping You Could Separate Us? (amanda) They Were Made By Your Stepfather. Any Chance You Have A Key Lying Around? (kyrian) I Guess I Shouldn't Be Surprised. At Least This Time She's Not An Amazon Princess With An Irate Mother Demanding Parts Of Your Body Be Removed. Two Thousand Years Later, And You're Still Getting Into Unbelievable Messes. (julian)

The Simi Gots Some Barbecue Sauce In Her Bag. It Kind Of Looks Like Blood If You Squint At It The Right Way. And It Don’t Coagulate Between Your Teeth Like Blood Or Give You Them Funky Burps, Not To Mention It Tastes A Lot Better Too. Especially Over That Type A Stuff. Bleh! I’d Rather Eat My Shoes. But That O-flavored Blood…yum! (she Straightened And Held One Finger Up In A Gesture That Strangely Reminded Him Of Smokey The Bear.) And Just Remember, Kids, Three Out Of Four Demons All Prefer Barbecue Sauce Over Hemoglobin. (simi)