Preposterous!

In the beginning, the gods created all the universes and the fans were happy. A little later, some of the horny fangirls decided that crossovers were a thing. This particular fangirl has had some serious ups and downs and was talking to another fangirl about these universes and the second fangirl said, "hey...can you just see this?" And the first fangirl heard a little joyous..."ah hells yeah" in the back of her head, in the part where broken hearts live....and this little thing was born and it was a GOOD idea. [This particular story is growing slowly; it is a NaNo entry this year, but if it comes between this and the paying jobs, unfortunately I have to pick those....but do not lose heart, the second fangirl is seriously keeping me on track!}So, in the meantime, grab your favorite beverage of choice and let's go visit the doctor.

*Just a quick note, if you please, Stephen Strange is known for a plethora of unique 'tastes' in the comics. (No you don't really want to know how many I've read. Let's say "a lot.") (But not as many as there are Sherlock stories!)(Yet!) Anyway, as we are all comfortable with the food metaphor as a stand in for sex.....well, eventually it will make sense. Till then, happy reading. Also, in this story, Moriarty never happened.