Not nearly enough abuse, I'm afraid, so I'm forced to post some Madonna Ent fic. First posted as a comment in
lobelia321's LJ, as she was strange enough to request it, but she pointed out that it was behind a cut. So here it is again. It's just a snippet, so you can consider it a warning. There's plenty more where this came from.
Madonna checked her email again. Nothing. She sipped her Evian and stared out of the window. Outside, the bland Californian sun beat down, slowly frying the garden to a crisp.
There seemed to be something stuck in her eye.
Bitches.
Why wouldn't Ents call each other 'Babe', anyway?
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Madonna checked her email again. Nothing. She sipped her Evian and stared out of the window. Outside, the bland Californian sun beat down, slowly frying the garden to a crisp.
There seemed to be something stuck in her eye.
Bitches.
Why wouldn't Ents call each other 'Babe', anyway?
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