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A short little story about what usually happens to the poor fools who find themselves in front of the door of FOWL's basement laboratory.
A gift fic for my friend, Lilly (she can be found here: [link] ). It heavily involves her character Dr. Cornelius Tex.
I also alluded to a couple of other characters, belonging to Tricksybird and Frankie von Drake. It's a very brief allusion. *lol*
A gift fic for my friend, Lilly (she can be found here: [link] ). It heavily involves her character Dr. Cornelius Tex.
I also alluded to a couple of other characters, belonging to Tricksybird and Frankie von Drake. It's a very brief allusion. *lol*
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Alas, poor Toppings... 
This is a delightful mix of hilarious and horrifying. Reading this, even before Toppings as much as enters the lab, that nagging sense of dread is never far from my mind because, let's face it, when High Command tells someone they won't kill him, you know he's in trouble.
FOWL's rumor mill had me laughing helplessly ("...with his dashing good looks..."
) and I loved the allusions to Frankie's an my characters.
But Cornelius' merry little chat with Toppings (who really should have seen this coming) takes the horror from the back of my mind and into the forefront, still intermingled with hilarity. It's a back and forth of laughing to deflect the horror and horror at the face I'm laughing. And somehow Cornelius is still sympathetic. Beautiful work
This is a delightful mix of hilarious and horrifying. Reading this, even before Toppings as much as enters the lab, that nagging sense of dread is never far from my mind because, let's face it, when High Command tells someone they won't kill him, you know he's in trouble.
FOWL's rumor mill had me laughing helplessly ("...with his dashing good looks..."
) and I loved the allusions to Frankie's an my characters.But Cornelius' merry little chat with Toppings (who really should have seen this coming) takes the horror from the back of my mind and into the forefront, still intermingled with hilarity. It's a back and forth of laughing to deflect the horror and horror at the face I'm laughing. And somehow Cornelius is still sympathetic. Beautiful work