The Disclaimer: Contrary to popular belief, I don't own any of the characters herein. Most political situations, people, and events in these stories are fictional, and don't belong to me, and are taken without permission because I'm too damned lazy to make up my own. The characters and events and stuff in here that ARE mine *ARE* mine, so don't take them, and if you do, I'll hunt you down and kill you with a spork.

Corporate Sharks: If you're going to sue someone, don't sue a marine biology/zoology college student who has to take out a student loan just to get her master's. Go sue a rich otaku, because I do not fit the stereotype.

PETA: No animals were harmed in the makings of these fics (except the Taco Bell dog, but it talks, so I'm not sure it's considered an animal). No *other* animals were harmed in the makings of these fics, but Rashid is probably scarred for life and will need years of expensive, painful Jungian therapy.

Oh Yeah!: By the way, a lot of these stories revolve around boys either chasing other boys, or actually catching and boinking them. So if you're easily traumatized, a homophobe, or anyone under eighteen who *doesn't* know what "preparation" means, then you should probably go watch Adult Swim or something.