So I came home from a long day at work and had to change clothes to volunteer at the local library.  I see that the door to my room is open a bit.  Not a good thing because my brother's dog, a large yellow lab that can put her front paws on the kitchen countertop, has a tendency to chew on things not belonging to her.  I prepared for the damage.  

She managed to break the sand dollars I had tucked up on a book case.  No big loss there.  So I change clothes and get some papers from off the top of my dresser, which is where I keep all my stuffed animals and plushies.  There was a plushie missing.  And a lone tag on the floor in front of the dresser.  Oh no she didn't.  

Now, the plushie missing from this arrangement was a heartfelt gag gift from a great friend of mine, and one I'm very fond of; a green prostate plushie.  Laugh all you want, I thought it was very sweet especially since he owns a uterus plushie and we both got our mutual friend a spleen plushie.  

So I was on my hands and knees, looking for my little prostate plushie, worried that the dog had chewed its fluffy seminal innards out.  And between cursing out the dog I'm muttering to myself worried/panicked:  

"Where's the prostate?  Where's the prostate?!  Where's my prostate, dammit!"  

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One of those moments when you wonder if there is a choir of angels laughing at your life like a sitcom.  And then you shake your head at the absurdity of it.  

I eventually found the plushie under my desk, in one piece, chewed on a bit so the soft fuzz was stiff in some places and smelled like dog breath.  Still does smell like dog breath despite taking a wet paper towel to it to remove some of the dried dog spit.  If any of you have tips on how to clean a plushie, please comment.  

Meanwhile, I'm afraid my schedule is arranging itself to monthly postings of chapters instead of weekly.  Which bites.  This summer it going to hurt.  

Inner Workings 23 – 1,099/1,500  

Man on the Inside 27,000 words - 12 Chapters - Louis and Will are agents under the command of the Watch, and couldn't be more different; Louis the aggressive workaholic, Will the optimistic sci-fi agent fanboy. When a mission goes wrong, the two of them will end up closer than thought possible. But keeping the Watch under wraps might cost one of them their life.
Contains vore, swearing, and slash.
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Under My Skin - 80,000 words – 32 Chapters - Will and Louis retrieve an experimental virus that could threaten millions in the wrong hands, and expose a weakness in the Watch organization.  Louis' secret is close to being discovered unless Will and the rest of the team can think fast when a potential threat closes in.  How can they protect the virus if their own people can't be trusted?  
Contains vore, swearing, and slash.
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Orange M&Ms and Pretzels – 11,000 words – 5 Chapters – Reese rewrites his report for the Luvor mission and reflects on what he had to do to save Louis and Massaru.  
Contains vore, unique profanity, and mention of violence.  
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Inner Workings - In Progress – The partnership between Will and Louis is deteriorating.  While Cetz and Rachel try to find a suitable psychologist, Will and Louis are assigned to take Massaru home.  What meets them in California is a race to keep Massaru's family safe as a woman with old connections to the Watch tries to exact revenge.  
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Halloween Trick"Halloween Trick" by GoldFox
Just a silly belated story for Halloween.
William James Rowe and Louis Patriarch are both characters created by Peachnewt and are used with permission.
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Will smiled to himself as he saw Louis come in through the front door, his shades and frown firmly in place. He bit his lip, hiding his smile behind his tea mug as he handed Louis his coffee. The man snatched it from him and took a long drink before he grunted out, "Hi." to him and then walked on past him. It wasn't much, but it made Will smile.
Louis tried not to notice that little smile of Fanboy's as he walked past, heading for his desk. He was grouchy and tired. It was Halloween today and he had been pestered all day at home by kids screaming and shouting as they went on their early trick-or-treating. It had woken him up and his mood had not improved since.
He was also a bit apprehensive. Knowing Will, that Fanboy had probably done something to his desk all for the

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