TITLE: JLPA AUTHOR: Kasey RATING: PG, Humour SUMMARY: Josh’s fanclub DISCLAIMERS: They aren’t mine, I don’t own them, and I’m poking a bit of fun here at something, please no one get offended, it’s all in good fun. “Donna!” “Yeah,” she replied absently, taking a swig of coffee from her mug before setting it down and looking back at the computer screen. “Where’s the-…what is THAT?” he asked, pointing to the mug. “It’s a coffee mug, Josh.” “Yeah, but it…it has my picture on it.” “Sharp as tacks, you guys are.” “Why do you have a coffee mug with my picture on it?” “Because.” “Please don’t tell me you took a picture of me to one of those places where you can, like, put pictures on mugs and…’cause that’d be creepy.” “It was a gift.” “Someone else was being creepy?” “Not really.” “Okay…” “You have a fan club.” “No kidding.” “They have a massive web-base.” “Okay…” “So these people who are, because they don’t know half so well as I do, massively in love with you and think you’re incredibly cute and charming, and I don’t have the heart to correct them-“ “Donna.” “The people who run this web fan club, apparently, have made up mugs and t-shirts and I think possibly posters.” “Posters?” “Maybe.  I don’t remember.” “What, were you reading their catalog?” “They don’t have one of those yet.” “Why not?” “Because so far all they have are mugs, t-shirts, and possibly posters.” “Donna-“ “At any rate, they sent me a mug.” “With my picture on it.” “Yes.” “You got a mug with my picture on it sent to you by a group of nameless internet people who are in love with me?” “They’re not nameless.” “Wha-“ “They’re the Josh Lyman Preservation Agency.” “For I am a spotted owl.” “Josh-“ “But the most wonderful thing about Josh Lymans is I’m the only one.” “Okay, lemme tell you what was scary about that right there, is the fact that you just quoted Winnie the Pooh.” “Hey-“ “Winnie the Pooh?!” “You knew the reference!” She fell silent, but only momentarily.  “So the JLPA-“ “The WHAT?” “The Josh Lyman Pre-“ “Yeah, yeah.” “They sent me a mug as they felt if anyone should have one, it would be me.” “What about me?” “I guess they didn’t care that much.” “They’re in love with me.” “Gotta get to know you, that’ll snap ‘em right outta it.” “Hang on, though.  I’m being admired by a bunch of…scary women!” “At least it’s not a male-based group.” “Donna!” “Josh, c’mon!  A bunch of women are singing your praises and madly in love with you!  I’m sayin’ if it was a group of guys forming a Donna Moss fanclub, I would have pretty much no problem with that.” “Fair point.” “Y’see?” He considered a moment.  “You ever talk to these people?” “The JLPA?” “Yeah.” “I was gonna send ‘em a thank you for the mug…” “When you do, could you ask if maybe they could send one more?  Mom would fall off her couch laughing at this one.” He smirked and headed back into his office, then stopped.  “Hey – wait a minute!  Donna, I still need my file!”