Omg my cookie!

Yesterday Ben had a friend over. Yesterday, I had the shadow boxes down so I could try and take more pictures. Yesterday Ben's friend knelt on the long box and shattered it. MatsuJun...MatsuJun...was injured.

Today, once the theater has been put to order, he is undergoing emergency krazygluedesis. Ed is later going to do a brush-work modelcementrrhapy and, by the end of the day, we'll closeout with a little krylonenamelpexy. No matter what--much like Belt!Ohno and Headless!Ohno (even Cracked-Frosting-Goddamn-it-his-leg-was-NOT-OFF!Sho)--we will be keeping our beloved Jun-kun somewhere safe. Perhaps with one of the Ohnos in a box built for two.

*sniffle* Ganbatte, Jun-kun! You can make it!

This should not have taken me two hours to write.

This is a continuation from The Girl She Isn't. It would help greatly to read that one first as this one picks up pretty much where that one left off. And I know I’m supposed to be working on other things but cookie!Jun is injured, my wrist is killing me, the weather is bipolar, and I wanted to write this instead. Suck it.

So, in a way, I guess you can say this is for vintage_belle.

( She's still not that girl. )