I've just spent some quality time with Google and Wikipedia, those most trusted of sources, and - it's an animated television series about lab rats in a cage. I. Um. Cannot quite wrap my head around it.

*blinks many times very quickly*

And yes, that story made Jane Eyre palatable to me for the first time ever.

God, yes. (In general, Yuletide is remarkably healing in this way. I predict that within three more Yuletides, there will be excellent fan fiction for every single piece of fiction I've ever loathed. And then I will, presumably, find true peace.)