*tries desperately to yank AlternaXander back from the edge*
Nononononono you miserable sunuvabitch. Do. Not. Go. There.
This is called: Point of no return, you bastard!
I did not expect that from you. Nope. Not at all.
*attemps to drag character back from the edge*
If Xander even hears a peep about what you just said, he will go friggin' nuclear. There will be no pieces of you left to be found. They might find a tooth. Maybe some strips of burned skin, but not much else.
Be vewy, vewy glad that he's fighting for his life in a hospital room otherwise, you? You would be dead. Really. And he wouldn't feel guilty about it, either.
It's official. I've been writing Water Hold Me Down for too damn long.
*breaks out flamethrower and menaces AlternaXander with it*
Needless to say, the next part is gonna be a leeeeetle delayed. Something tells me that I really need to look at this part because...ummmmm....
Apologies to everyone on the FList for being scarce. Who'd figure that the next part, what was supposed to be a simple linking part, would get so badly out of hand. And here I was worried about the part after this.
Yeah. Shows you what I know.
I mean, Xander has his flaws, but daaaaaaammmmmmmnnnnnnnn...even I'm not too sure about this.