Happy Mom's Day!!!

Busy today. Talk amongst yourselves. Here's a topic: Who would make the better mother in adulthood: Daria, Quinn, or Jane? Justify your answer in Comments.

And for all you moms: party on!

GNUZ!

• Check out the new ideas in the Flinging Fourth the New Ideas Thread!
• Three Iron Chefs covering family and parenting issues have appeared just in time for Mother's Day. Look for: Daria's children, your view; Mother's Day Cards; and The Adoption Option.
• Wanna talk about a fanfiction character you created? Here's the thread to do it: Favorite character minutiae & ramblings.
  

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• NEW! Before the Deprogramming, by Kristen Bealer (Part 3): By the end of the week, Jane had exhausted her supply of grade school customers but not her desire to show up Brooke. She had a little bit of luck trying Lawndale State, but found she had to catch students at exactly the right time and place—usually somewhere between the campus ATM and the snack bar. Next, she started hanging around outside the local gyms and fitness centers and catching hungry-looking people as they left. That brought in a few more orders, but she soon realized that the crowd she was dealing wanted instant gratification and had little interest in waiting for the cookies to be delivered. She soon moved on. She finally hit pay dirt at the Better Days Nursing Home....
• NEW! The Dream of the White Darkness, by jtranser (continued): Ever since she could remember, Daria had always gazed at the full moon in wonder. When she was a child, she could make out the Man in the Moon. As she aged, she could make out other shapes from the mountains, craters and rilles of the lunar surface. On nights when the wind was out of the north and the light haze obscuring the night sky was lifted, she could just make out the Pterodactyl in the Moon, which only she could see. And then there was that one night, just after high school graduation, where the darkened craters and dust seas of the lunar surface seemed to be illuminated by glittering precipices of light undulating across the moon's equator in a stately dance to music played far outside the range of human hearing....
  
• Finn Morgendorffer 45: Quarter Past Midnight, by HolyGrail2007 (Part 6): Finn turned around and got into his tent. He wasn’t tired, however, so he merely sat in his tent and started to think. He was motionless as he stared at the opposite wall of his tent. Finn felt something on his shoulder, and he quickly turned his head. He saw Jane’s face give her slight half-smirk right next to him. But then Finn blinked his eyes, and there was nothing there.