I loathe fanfiction.net, but sometimes one must sully themselves for their needs. Like rereading the entire SG1 series, Good Morning, Campers! ...or possibly reading absolutely everything Tin Man written so far.
Speaking of Tin Man, sexyspork wrote apocafic! And We All Fall Down. ZOMBIES OMG.
...and then? bad things happened, and I think I got a hold of the bad crack, because the next thing that came to mind was various ways to reintroduce Glitch's brain back into his head.
I remain blameless for this, you know. Im not sure whose fault it is, BUT IT IS MOST DEFINITELY NOT MINE.
Glitch was beaming happily at his companions, although their expressions were rather more..varied.
"Are you sure this is the way to do it, Glitch?" DG asked, her eyebrows raised in disbelief. "It seems a little..barbaric."
"Oh yes," Glitch burbled. "Both my brain and I agree, it must go in somehow!"
DG shot a questioning look at Raw, who was sitting with his chin propped up on his paw, watching in fascination.
He shrugged at her look, furry shoulders raising comically up to his ears. "Both parts say," he explained vaguely. "To be brought together, one must be inside the other."
"Yeah," said Cain. "I get that part. It's the how that's tripping me up."
"Uh huh," agreed DG, eyes still on Glitch.
Glitch smiled cheerfully, raised his glass and said, "To me! To being reunited!"
The others raised their glasses dutifully.
Glitch stuffed a brightly colored napkin into the neck of his shirt, and carefully began carving the brain sitting in the center of the table. "This is going to be great!"
OH MAN I DONT KNOW.