a spectro/ glee crossover where all of the troubletones are replaced by toby valcierga
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Warren Kole discusses his character Wes Mitchell on the new series Common Law.
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a spectro/ glee crossover where all of the troubletones are replaced by toby valcierga
the tobytones
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Glad you liked it. :)
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Because they DO get along sometimes, you know.
i-haveahulk asked: Sid sees Sophia for the first time since hiding the body.
It’s the last place he expects her to show up. He’s tired. He just wants to sit on the couch and watch the game, whatever game is on, and try to scrub the blood out from under his fingernails in case that awful blonde kid-playing-cop knocks on his door.
He’s found ESPN, but its on a commercial break, so Sid tosses the remote to the coffee table and stands, heading into the kitchen. He’s about to turn on the sink when a woman’s voice, smooth and almost sultry, says, “Let me get that for you.” The water starts running, and Sid doesn’t even think about it until ten seconds later. He turns, and no one is there.
“Miss me?” the woman says again, into his ear, on the opposite side of where he first heard her speak. But when Sid turns again, she’s gone.
Then, from behind him, and further away, she calls, “Isn’t this a neat party trick, Doc? I learned it a few days ago. Still working out the… Kinks.”
Sid spins around, but he does it slowly, and sitting on the back on his sofa is Sophia, and he almost has a heart attack. “How are-?”
She dusts her nails against her collarbone, then blows on them before answering, “I’ve apparently got unfinished business, baby. Maybe you know a thing or two to help me settle it?”
“Excuse me?”
Sophie’s feet touch the ground and she saunters over, hips swaying as they always did, and she somehow manages to grasp his shirt collar and pull him closer. “Sidney, baby, maybe you shouldn’t have stuck that knife in my chest. I’ll have to return the favor.”
He grins devilishly. “You know the charge for attacking a Doctor?”
Sophia’s hands let go of Sid’s shirt and reach up to press against his jawline, instead. “Sure thing, Doctor Phillips. They taught it to me in nursing school.”
… So that’s what it felt like to kiss a ghost.
