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Reviewer: AdamX Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: December 04 2017 6:07 PM Title: Chapter 5: Maggie's Turn (Part 2)

Poor Maggie, why do bad things happen to such good people.



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It's truly a question for humanity

Reviewer: el_rooto Signed [Report This]
Date: December 04 2017 3:59 PM Title: Chapter 5: Maggie's Turn (Part 2)

... and this is why Maggie has so many fans.



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Depressingly, luckily true

Reviewer: NotSirk Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: December 04 2017 10:36 AM Title: Chapter 5: Maggie's Turn (Part 2)

Hrmmm....Maybe Maggie's a little insane too. There's something slightly off with the woman in this family. That's the only way to explain not earning a shred of sympathy. NAY! Actually reaffirming her abuse of Scott by experincing his torment first hand. Judy should've given her a notebook. I'm sure they're are certain insights worth remembering to better optimise Scott's suffering.....All in the name of love of course! 



Author's Response:

Maggie's reactions may or may not be a bit heightened in this chapter compared to how the canon version of her might react. Generally, if this was the Maggie of the late sixth story and seventh story, she would probably have a shade of sympathy

Reviewer: cozmos Signed [Report This]
Date: December 04 2017 9:56 AM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

Oooh.. that ending .. I missed that Maggie



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I'm sure many did. Except Scott

Reviewer: meereten01 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: November 28 2017 11:07 AM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

I hoped Maggie would avenge Scott in this part and punish Judy, but nvm.

Thank you for writing this story! 



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In this particular off-shoot continuity, Maggie's probably not much interested in avenging Scott

Reviewer: diesel Signed [Report This]
Date: November 28 2017 1:00 AM Title: Chapter 4: Maggie's Turn (Part 1)

Loved Mrs. Stevens punishing her daughter. She should not be disobeyed. Everyone must obey her rules, everyone. You really get the idea of what it feels like to be small before her.
Excellent,
Diesel

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It's never a good idea to disrespect Judy

Reviewer: HectorVanDyne Signed [Report This]
Date: November 27 2017 4:29 PM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

By the way, where is Scott during this?



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Who can say. Probably off cleaning something.

Reviewer: HectorVanDyne Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: November 26 2017 5:51 PM Title: Chapter 4: Maggie's Turn (Part 1)

Loving this new chapter. Love that we see a story where Maggie is putting is punished. 



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Thanks for reviewing!

Reviewer: AdamX Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: November 26 2017 4:42 PM Title: Chapter 4: Maggie's Turn (Part 1)

Torturing Mags!

 

You are lucky somebody paid for this or I'd have to lodge a formal complaint. 



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Just in the nick of time

Reviewer: NotSirk Signed [Report This]
Date: November 26 2017 1:16 PM Title: Chapter 4: Maggie's Turn (Part 1)

These what if's are actually pretty revealing....at least that is if the characterization is canon even if the events aren't. Like the two women of the house bonding over Scott's suffering. That's something I believe is probably true. Of course who knows right? This is a what if. It makes me wonder if Judy would actually shrink Maggie under the same circumstance. I don't believe for a second she'd ever actually eat Scott but this one feels a Mythbusters plausible. Anyway good story. I actually feel bad for Maggie which is weird. Well I feel bad for all those kids, Judy's insane.



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The characterization canon is a bit loosey goosey in this story, but it's probably fair to say this is a decent portrait of Maggie circa the fifth and sixth stories of the canon series.

Reviewer: wq123 Anonymous [Report This]
Date: November 01 2017 10:14 PM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

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Reviewer: el_rooto Signed [Report This]
Date: October 29 2017 11:15 AM Title: Chapter 3: Down the Hatch (Part 3)

"You'll see" somehow fits her so well....

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Date: October 25 2017 9:24 AM Title: Chapter 2: Down the Hatch (Part 2)

Somehow I forgot that "part 1&2 out of three", I guess I'm used to Judy acting like she has all the time in the world... I won't complain, especially since I used to complain about the opposite, but it's still a bit weird to think that this story has a chance to be finished before the canon version resumes :D



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There will be other mini stories within this one story, also with multiple parts.

Reviewer: HectorVanDyne Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: October 24 2017 1:01 PM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

II kinda hope we get a what if where Maggie gets shrunk. Been awhile since you did a shrunken woman story and i'm guessing Judy wouldn't actually shrink Maggie in the main continuity. 

 

Heck a shrunken Judy story could be fun too.

 

Anyway, great job with this, looks like it will be fun. Glad i got access to the internet in time for this.



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All I can say is ;)  to that

Reviewer: NotSirk Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: October 16 2017 7:41 AM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

I don't know I'm actually kind of feeling this what if. I honestly thought in the main series that Judy legitimately loved Scott. Even if that love was warped and used to drive her politics I figured she at least believed she was helping him and wouldn't give up on him. It's very interesting to see an even darker turn even if I don't think she'd actually eat him in canon. But what do I know?



Author's Response:

That's an accurate analysis of the difference between this what-if and the main canon

Reviewer: blackthorns2016 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: October 15 2017 12:59 PM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

Love it so very cool  love Mothers and their shrunken sons 



Author's Response:

This one will have plenty of that, plus a couple other directions as well

Reviewer: el_rooto Signed [Report This]
Date: October 15 2017 6:00 AM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

I know I'm repeating myself, but I'll say it anyway: Christmas came early this year.



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Though it's the worst holiday for Scott

Reviewer: vgiv Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: October 14 2017 9:47 PM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

I respectfully disagree. This is really reminiscent of both the other Time-out stories as well as Tough Love, at least in terms of characters and descriptions. Give it time, first chapter isn't the whole story. 



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Thanks. I'm glad to see an open mindset on this.

Reviewer: TheJackdaw_v2 Signed starstarhalf-star [Report This]
Date: October 14 2017 5:05 PM Title: Chapter 1: Down the Hatch (Part 1)

hmm... Interesting for sure. I like what your doing with this "what if" situation with the pre existing time-out series' characters. But I must say... I really am starting to miss your normal stories... This commissioned stuff just isn't the same.



Author's Response:

I appeciate you miss my non-commission stories; I have been occasionally dropping new chapters of those as well. Gotta make a living, though.

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