Comments and Disclaimers for "Bride of the Snippet"

A/N: [July 2007] These days we call something this size a drabble and I have a separate page for all of my drabbles and very short stories, but back when this was written, it was just a snippet. This, as well as the "sequels," will stay on their own pages for posterity's sake.

The original bribe page, "The Ares, God of Love Tribute," was hot pink with white text (text made out of copulating stick people), covered in metalic red hearts, clouds, and pics of Ares, God of Love. Anything clickable had an Ares, GOL sound file attached to it, and the mouse pointer had little hearts and cocks trailing after it. It was retina-burning and you're better off reading it in the plain text version. But I made it with the best intentions -- that being, of course, to make someone fall over laughing. Thamiris, actually. I wanted to bribe her into writing an Iphicles comedy fic. I don't remember if it worked, but I know she got a real laugh out of it, even if her browser never could pull up the mouse-following hearts and cocks.

[February 2000] This is just a bit of fluff I wrote one night as a bribe for a friend of mine. 

This snippet, written around Valentine's Day and originally entitled "Snippet Of Love" because of the characters involved, is part of a loosely connected series of snippets. (Translation: the only thing they have in common are the weird titles.) The others "Snippet", "Return of the Snippet" and "Revenge of the Snippet" don't have to be read to understand this. It's exists in its own little strange world.

Pairing(s): Ares/Ares

Warnings: A little bit of language, mild kink insinuations and m/m suggested. I'd give this one a PG-13.

Disclaimers: As much as I wish otherwise, I don't own 'em and I never will. I'm not making any money off this so don't sue me 'cause I am so broke.

Archive: my site.

Summary: None of Ares' warlords would dare laugh in his presence, but he knew the sight of a white clad, limp-wristed version of him walking around wasn't doing anything good for his reputation. He had to get this twit out of his world.

Word count: 557


Bride of the Snippet