+1. So, like, outta nowhere today Mike asked me how the munchkins were doing with the divorce/new marriage thing. AOINGFAOIEWHGOIAHG!! How amazing is he? He's such a sweetheart to ask after my brothers like that :)

+2. I got ALL the songs I requested! AND someone is currently uploading both of the JoBro vids for me. So really the only thing I didn't get was the Undiscovered OST, which I wanted for the crackfic FST (...or would it be OST?). So yeah. People rock.

+3. I mentioned The JackDav Fairy Tale on ER the other day & pearly_dreams really wanted to read it, so I'll post what I've got so far. This was something I wrote improv in Messenger for Karina who was having a bad night. Every now & again I'd stop & let her suggest different things. Like Who's Line, only with a very small audience. Everything underlined was a suggestion.

There once was a man named Jack Davenport and he was amazing in every respect. He was gorgeous. He had a voice that would melt the iciest of women's hearts and occasionally their knees as well. He could act. He could even cook, though most people didn't know that (his specialty was strawberry crepes). He was adored by women and men were jealous of him.
One man in particular, a wizard by the name of Jenkins, was very jealous.
One day when Jack was in Cairo he was walking through the market. He stopped at a small stand that sold emus. In disguise as the emu merchant was the Wizard Jenkins, who knew Jack's childhood dream had been to own an emu as a pet. Jack asked him the price of the emu and Jenkins told him he would only sell Jack an emu if he told Jenkins the secret of how he managed to be so amazing.
Jack laughed and asked if the "merchant" was serious, but nevertheless told him, insisting it was no real secret. His secret was that he sold his soul to Rowan Atkinson.
Jenkins looked at him incredulously and said "Ridiculous! If you really want this beautiful emu you'll have to give me the true secret!"
"Fine, you caught me," Jack rolled his eyes at the disbelief in the true story. "My secret is that every night before I go to bed—“
"Yes? Yes?"
"I lather, rinse, and repeat"
Jenkins looked at Jack, his eyes hard and his brow furrowed. "Be serious man! I'll give you one last chance!"
"Alright, but only for such a glorious specimen of emu would I divulge this secret. I like people to believe I sold my soul, or that I use a special shampoo, but the truth is that I was born this way"
"Impossible!" the wizard shouted, jumping to his feet. "No one could be born into such perfection! Quit messing with me!"
"But everything I have told you is true!" Jack insisted.
"You will soon wish you had told me the truth!" Jenkins shouted, tearing off his fake beard. "I gave you three chances--three more than I should have for what you did to me!"
"Did to you? What did I ever do to you? I have never met you before in my life!" Jack insisted, taken aback by the crazy man before him.
"Ophelia, you imbecile! You stole my dear Ophelia from me! You put her under that spell of yours when you asked her for a ride to the train station!”
"To the train station? You mean that woman who drove the cab?"
"So you admit that you know her!" the old wizard shouted. "You know her and you stole her from me with that stupid voice charm and you put her under your spell!"
"I didn't use a spell! I don't have control over how women react to my voice, it just happens that way. I didn't steal that woman from you--that was the only time I ever saw her!" Jack continued to deny the wizard's claims, his temper rising slightly.
"I thought if maybe you told me your secret then I could win her back. So I found out your secret desire to own an emu and I found the best looking of all and followed you to Cairo to set up this stand and---"
"You were stalking me?"
"Not stalking; following!"
"Obsessing over me and finding out my childhood dreams and tailing me across continents is not following--it's stalking! I should have you arrested!" Jack said, beginning to wonder if he should call the police on this man...or if he should call a mental hospital.
"I was going to give you the emu too if you told me! But then you tell me these impossible lies! Three of them! Three is a very powerful number in the wizarding world! We do not take it lightly," Jenkins continued his rant, not even hearing Jack's threat. "You shall pay for your impertinence! You will be sentenced to walk the world, appearing to women as a stiffer, more powdered, and less casual version of yourself so that they will all think you are a British naval officer and will be intimidated by your position and power. They will no longer be as relaxed and open around you unless you bring me two golden snare drums before Christmas!" At least this way Jenkins decided, even if Jack was returned to his former glory Jenkins could bribe Ophelia with her favorite instrument.
Jack rolled his eyes, not believing a word about the man's magical abilities. He thought the man with the fake beard had obviously gone mad from the desert heat.
"I will be checking up on you between now and then, in disguise. I will ask you any question I think of, and if you lie to me then as you have lied to me now, I will change something about your appearance each time, making you more and more like a normal man should be!”
"Yes, fine," Jack said, starting to back away, trying to find some way to get away from the so-called wizard. If he did ever see this man again, he would not hesitate to call the authorities.
The wizard Jenkins rose his arms in front of him and waved them at Jack and spoke the magic words, “yo ho ho and a bottle of very fine claret!”
"Umm...yes...right then. See you in a few weeks," Jack said, walking away into a crowd, hoping he'd loose the man.

A few weeks later Jack had all but forgotten the man, except for when women came up to him and asked him how life at sea was. Strangely enough, women actually loved him more than before. Maybe the man really was magic...thankfully he lacked logic. Or like most men did not understand women well enough. Yes, life was good for Jack Davenport, as always.
That is, until he made a trip to the Caribbean, where, while on a cruise, he came across Jenkins disguised as a marine biologist. Jenkins talked with Jack for a few minutes about his "studies" while on the cruise. After telling him at length about a fictional species of jellyfish, he turned to Jack and asked "Tell me, sir, do you know the muffin man?”
"The Muffin Man?" Jack asked, confused.
"The Muffin Man!" Jenkins repeated.
"Oh, the one who lives on Drury Lane?"
"Yes, that's him, have you ever met him?"
Jack rolled his eyes, and replied sarcastically. "Why yes, we play poker every Wednesday night, he bakes aces into the muffins in an attempt to cheat."
"Liar!" the wizard yelled, throwing off his lab coat.
"You again? What do you want with me?" Jack asked, scanning the deck for any member of the crew to help him.
"I warned you about lying! I warned you!" the man yelled, jumping up and down. "Now you will pay. First I will take away your beautiful singing voice."