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Title: Slouching Towards Salvation
Disclaimer: I have never owned a television show in my life.
Ships: Max/Logan
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Manticore is gone. Jam Pony is gone. Just Max and Logan now. They’re all that’s left. Well them and the hoards of zombies outside.
Author’s note: Written for the
jam_pony_fic ficathon for
geeky_apple.The prompts were: “Somebody getting a haircut, Logan in bed, a dripping ceiling.” To me, this screamed ZOMBIES. And hey, who am I to disobey? After all, it’s not a real fandom unless it’s had at least one zombie apocalypse.
Slouching Towards Salvation
Disclaimer: I have never owned a television show in my life.
Ships: Max/Logan
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Manticore is gone. Jam Pony is gone. Just Max and Logan now. They’re all that’s left. Well them and the hoards of zombies outside.
Author’s note: Written for the
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Slouching Towards Salvation