Title: Were I laid on Sumtri's Coast

Notes: This idea was conceived sometime during the month of January of this year, which means that it's been almost exactly nine months in the development. I couldn't have planned it better if I tried. Probably could've written it better.

Summary: Magda and Tilda visit Ankh-Morpork and the Opera House, just like they'd always planned. It's actually really lighthearted.

Rating: Nothing to be ashamed of.

Word Count: 3789

Warnings: Let's see, no violence, no sex, no swearing--oh, wait, there's discussions of relationships between two women. That's not unexpected, I hope.

Characters, locations, settings, and everything else related to Discworld property of Sir Terry Pratchett.

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Title: As simple as this

Notes: Polly and Mal have a bit of a break while on the run. Polly gets paranoid. Mal just gets intense. They still manage to have a fairly lengthy conversation on regret. Sort-of sequel to There'll be children and the thing with the butterflies, but not entirely consistent because these stories are like five years old. Can be read on its own.

Birthday present for naru_06 (who gets the most cheerful and also most punctual birthday presents from me).

Warnings etc.: Hurt without much comfort, post-trauma, guilt; mentions of past torture and consent issues, wrist injury.

Rating: T

Word count: 5325 (I would say it is complete but that's what I said the last two times)

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A week late and still not completely to my satisfaction. But I did it.

Sleigh Bells Ring, Are You Listening?

Summary: One midwinter night, Tilda gets an unexpected visitor. Or: "You don't have to believe in the Hogfather for him to pay you a visit. He's that good."
Set during the winter at the end of MR after Tonker and Lofty left.

Disclaimer: Tonker and Lofty belong to Sir Terry Pratchett. Author makes no claims of ownership in any way. No profit is being made from this work.

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Title: Necessity is the mother of instant coffee

Summary: It rains a lot and Polly and Mal are having a bit of a coffee situation. They are being grudgingly cute about it. Polly/ Mal.

Rating: T-ish? Nothing much except a wandering hand.

Word count: 2742 (complete)

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R.I.P first brushpen, you died a dashing, doodle-y death.

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Summary: If Monstrous Regiment could be filed under “What Polly Did” this would fall under the remit of “What Polly Did Next” covering as it does the joys, trials and tribulations of our eponymous heroine, picking up sometime in the year following the final paragraph of MR. (Polly/Mal)

Disclaimer: Polly and Mal (and Borogravia) (and Uberwald) belong to Sir Terry Pratchett. Author makes no claims of ownership in any way. No profit is being made from this work.

Warnings: This chapter contains discussion of a relationship between two women. If that's not your thing please don't click below.

Previous Chapters:
Summer,
Autumn 1/3, Autumn 2/3, Autumn 3/3,
Winter 1/4, Winter 2/4, Winter 3/4, Winter 4/4

This chapter is, as titled, a sort of interval in the passing seasons. The last chapter finished at Hogswatch which unfortunately falls in mid-winter, so I had quite a few months to go before spring. I didn't want to skip them entirely. So here it is, your extra chapter of blathering.

~X~

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I have continued to play in 7tree_hugger's sandbox ficverse some more [see What Polly Did Next: Winter (IV); see also my own Is it spring yet]. Snowmelt can be read on its own, but is somewhat spoilery for What Polly Did Next, so I suggest you read the epic first.

Notes: this is what happens when I attempt smut. Ahaha. It's T-rated (maybe barely an M, if you squint), Polly/ Mal fluff with Polly's mind firmly in the gutter, ~4000 words.

Posted with 7tree_hugger's permission. Story takes place at some point before the coda in Winter, albeit in a different leg of the trousers of time, since it's already spring in here whereas in the upcoming Spring it, well, isn't? We'll see when she posts it! So yeah, the timelines aren't compatible.

Summary: tl;dr Mal tries to pick Polly up for dinner, gets propositioned instead. Polly attempts seduction. There is a regrettable lack of privacy, which is heroically ignored, right up until it isn't.

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Ok, surprise everyone, I wrote some cheerless Polly/Mal sadfic as well.

Title: Going Home

Rating: Feels like T, but I can't say why (no sex, little swearing and hardly any violence). I just think it's too heavy for the kiddie ratings.

Summary: It's a long way down to Munz, and Mal carries heavy things. Polly/Mal, Betty/Paul

Word count: 4693

Warnings: Death (character death, OC child), one joke (or something) about suicide

Associated Stories: Let Them Drop Dead, To Pieces (not required reading)

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Some explanation may be needed here.

When I was only a wee nipper we had an anthology of the "What Katy Did" books. There were four (What Katy Did, What Katy Did At School, What Katy Did Next and Clover). Now, to be fair, I've only roughly sketched things so far. But it was and is my intention to follow the same idea in my Polly/Mal arch. So we have "What Polly Did" (aka Monstrous Regiment), "What Polly Did Next" (being written as fast as possible!), "What Polly Did At War" (only sketched but picks up some 10 years after Monstrous Regiment and covers the massive war with Muntab) and "Maladicta" (this one).

Title: Maladicta (1. Grief)
Summary: Some time after an "unfortunate incident" occured high in the mountains of Borogravia, a familiar vampire drifts up on the shores of Ankh Morpork and finds a friendly bar.
Warnings: Angst, Character Death

Disclaimer: Terry Pratchett owns the characters and the world they live on. Author is grateful for all the brilliant books and makes no claim of ownership in any way.

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Bearing in mind that we're all so happy (and that latin_doll and I have some already written (cheating Mod is cheating) an idea was born.

So welcome to the "Angst Week Of Deathly Death" or as latin_doll is forcing me to say "Farewell" week/fortnight.

Anything with death/parting in it. Extra points if it's funny. Ready? Set? GO !!!