Pascal Fic & More By Kayla Rigney |
Concrete & Clay |
Sara says: Maxine gives Pascal a really great Winter Fest gift. Rated ages 17 and up for hot pipe chamber nookie. |
Blanket for a Sail |
Sara says: While recovering from a fall, Pascal allows himself time to be human. Vincent gets drunk. Everybody talks about sex and some people actually Get It. Rated 17 anf up for mature themes and nookie. Kayla's personal favorite. |
Disclaimer: "Beauty and the Beast" and the character Pascal and all the rest belong to Republic Pictures. No infringement is intended. That and all the rest of the legal stuff. Max and her ilk belong to me. 'Nuff said. |
All fic on this site ©2000-2005 by Kayla Rigney. Do not copy without permission |
The Last Closet - A Poem |
Sara says: Kayla takes a head trip into the lost sock dimension of her mind. I told her not to go on that quest for Queen's Knight 2, but did she listen? No. Inspired by poet S. Dapoz and her closet full of 'zines. |
Do Angels Die of Broken Hearts? |
Sara says: Kayla moves another step closer to getting the crap kicked out of her. Sequel to the Winterfest story "The Homecoming." Answers the question posed in the title. |
Written six months after everything changed... |
Sara says: Kayla reveals her Irish roots -- and her deep love of Beauty and the Beast fandom. Whenever you combine "love" with "Irish" you get Music. |
My Black Velvet Band |
Sara says: Kayla walks on the wild side. Closest thing to PWP she'll ever write! Pascal, Max and sweet nookie. Who could ask for more? Rated 17 and up. Okay good. Okay fine, Mom Rigney says: "I'm so proud! None of my children are in jail, and The Baby writes smut." |
What Life Is |
Sara says: And now for something completely different -- an interview with a second-generation helper. And man is she cranky. Title is a nod to the CD by Manu Chao. Cool French/Mexican reggae. Tidbit: Kayla's Aunt Toncie really did own the Huntington Beach News! Rated PG. |
Clandestina - An original CyberCon Fic |
Sara says: Kayla comes one step closer to writing it real -- and to getting the crap kicked out of her. Walking away isn't always what it seems... Sometimes, it's walking toward. |
Track 12, Disc 2 |
September 11, 2001 Vincent's Memory -- a fic of Hope. For the Lost and the Found. For all of us.. |
September 11th Song |
Written in honor of Steinbeck and Music and the joy that is life. For Phil Norvell. |
The Homecoming -- This little ficlette isn't Fic at all... |
Essays & Answers |
Heard a Pipe, Thought of You A Personal Reflection upon the Halcyon days of BATB fandom |