I really enjoyed this story. And your author's notes are goddamn hilarious. Please update soon...you probably get heaps of people saying that...sorry for the repetition.

Sincerely, Iwandamonian.

I kind of love this. Moar pleasse. ^_^

please please update this awsome story

yay quinn didnt trow the bootle at him

I love this fic! Elliot is so adorable!! XD

Wasn't Quinn allergic to chicken? How is it that he can eat chicken soup in chapter 4? I think I missed something... *goes to read it all again* O_O

Have I ever said how much I love this chapter?
Cause I do!

To the milk bottle,

Did you know that milk is the official state beverage of Arkansas, Delaware, Louisiana, Minnesota, Mississippi, New York, North Carolina, North Dakota, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, South Dakota, Vermont, Virginia, and Wisconsin?

Now it’s time to overthrow Nebraska and their damn… Kool-Aid? Wait, no, seriously? Nebraska's got Kool-Aid as their state beverage?

... Let's skip Nebraska.

Your calcium deficient friend,

rainbowpuddle.

holy crap! cracked butterfruit? i love her!

i picture elliot as a lanky, dirty blonde, maybe blue-green eyes.

so oblivious it hurts.

Dude. I love this story...it's awesome...
At first the name made me sy "huh?"
but after actually reading it...I was like" hahahahahahahahahahahaha, what's going to happen next?"
Continue...

omg! drama's the word! ^^
anyways, love love love this story to pieces, i've stayed up all night to read it, gah please update soon! this is too sad a way to leave us hanging!

To the milk bottle,

Did you know that milk is the official state beverage of Arkansas, Delaware, Louisiana, Minnesota, Mississippi, New York, North Carolina, North Dakota, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, South Dakota, Vermont, Virginia, and Wisconsin?

Now it’s time to overthrow Nebraska and their damn… Kool-Aid? Wait, no, seriously? Nebraska's got Kool-Aid as their state beverage?

... Let's skip Nebraska.

Your calcium deficient friend,

Lizzy

Ps: I forgot to mention how in love with you I am for making the dog in the story a German Shepard. It's silly for me to get stuck on that one little detail, but, being a Shepard owner myself, I can't help but squee every time Chuck is mentioned...probably because he reminds me so much of my dog when she was a puppy and we had to take her out for pee breaks three times a night and she'd trip over her own paws while walking.

I am a sentimental scarecrow, it's true.

Just thought I'd say.