On the way to the Lee Valley Store...

[lamardeuse.livejournal.com]

...to buy clamps for Jim's brother's birthday ("You can Never Have Too Many Clamps" is the motto of these men), I had a sick, twisted idea. What would happen if Dirty Dancing met Grey Owl?

By the way, the idea has no connection to the fact I was going to buy clamps. In case you're wondering.

I suppose this is AU. And it's NC-17, and it's WAY over the limit, like over 5000 words over (!), so I stuck it on my site instead:

Dancing Bear

Comments

[aerye.livejournal.com]

Okay, you do know how wonderful this is, don't you?

This is where my brain gave up all higher function.

Benton hoisted himself from the lake and shook like a husky, splattering water all over the rocks.

Guh.

And this made me laugh.

Here I am, staring at the Eighth Wonder of the World, and all I can think to do is cover him up with graffiti.

And this was just a wonderful image.

He didn't care if the dance wasn't a real Indian dance. Or if the guy wasn't a real Indian. Or if the whole fucking town folded up at night into a big vinyl suitcase.

And, and, and--I could go on and on. Wonderful work, just wonderful.

[lamardeuse.livejournal.com]

This is where my brain gave up all higher function.

*g* The story has achieved its purpose!

Thanks for your kind comments.