*when the pen pressure randomly stops working
- Me, a humble fic farmer, tending her plot of land:neighbor john said there was a shipwar starting just over the hills. what do you think Ma, do you think we'll ever see a shipwar?
- Ma, clutching her apron to her chest:oh dear, I hope not!
- Pa, sitting in his rocking chair and smoking his pipe:hmph! there's always been shipwars and there will always be shipwars. you just keep your nose out of it and mind your own business. we ain't got no business messing around in shipwars. now step to it! i want that field of headcanons and plot twists plowed by morning! and keep those plot bunnies from getting at the smut, we can't afford anymore WIPs!