Meg tells Christine about her first kiss, which leads to a demonstration of sorts. Some slash.

Oneshot, a strange hybrid of Webber and Leroux. I know, deep down in my heart of hearts, that this is wrong, terribly, utterly wrong. Why, then, does it feel so wonderful? Hints of femslash. As always, a huge Thank You to readers and reviewers.

Oneshot, ALW. Meg reflects. Thank you, readers and reviewers.

Oneshot, 2004 ALW Movie. The blonde one said nothing, pulled the other first into an embrace, then smiled, leaned forward and touched her lips to the brunette's, a sign of overwhelming thanks and trust and innocent, sisterly affection. Thank you, R&R-ers.

Christine wishes that her suitors would get the message, and wonders if the world will ever understand.