My Very First
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ds_flashfictionPosted dS Fiction ever. *sniff* It's so... whatever. Anyway.
Courtesy Challenge, in just under the wire. Dedicated to LauraKaye, and thanks to Ces and Fox.
Moving Day
Ray had just finished bringing the last of the bedroom boxes upstairs when there was a soft knock on the front door. We looked at each other with a kind of panic - we hadn't told any of our co-workers that we were moving today, and I couldn't think of anybody else who would be coming to visit.
After a brief moment of hesitation, I made my way towards the door. Ray ran down the steps, hopped over the boxes cluttering the hallway, and slammed his back up against the door. "Don't do it," he said.
"But Ray, I'm simply going to-"
"Don't. Do. It. Who knows we're here. Nobody. Nobody's gonna be knocking on our door. What if it's the Mormons? Maybe somebody called them and told them that there were two gay guys moving in down the street, and they're comin' to drag us away to one of their whatchamacallit camps and. Or, or, maybe it's the neighbors, coming by, wanting to show some curtsy-"
"Courtesy, Ray?"
"Right. Courtesy. And then when they find out that it's two guys they're gonna freak out and go on a killing rampage. Or maybe-"
"Ray, now. Please. Don't be silly. I'm sure it's no such thing."
"No! No! But, I've seen it in the movies. Like, with the guys in that movie, and then that guy killed Kevin Spacey, because he thought he was *gay*!"
"Ray. Ray. Ray. Ray. Just take a deep breath." He didn't look too happy about it, but seemed close to a compromise. "In. And out. In. And out.
There you go. Now, repeat after me." That one got me a quick glare before he settled for a look of resignation. "What other people think doesn't matter."
He muttered something incomprehensible under his breath and looked down at the floor. I took my hand and lifted his face back towards mine.
"What was that?"
"What other people think doesn't matter," he said, a bit louder this time.
"Everything will be alright."
"Everything will be alright."
"And when we are finished dealing with whomever is at the door, I will nail my boyfriend to the mattress."
"And when we are finished dealing with whosever at the door, I will - " He finally realized what he was repeating and started laughing. "Benton Fraser, I will open this door and deal with this person and then you damn well better believe that I'm going to hold you to that."
"Oh, I should sincerely hope so, Ray. After all, it wouldn't be fitting for officers of the law to go around breaking their word." An evil twinkle in his eye told me that we wouldn't be long dealing with whomever it was, but still I got a rush as we opened the door to met our new neighbors.
Courtesy Challenge, in just under the wire. Dedicated to LauraKaye, and thanks to Ces and Fox.
Moving Day
Ray had just finished bringing the last of the bedroom boxes upstairs when there was a soft knock on the front door. We looked at each other with a kind of panic - we hadn't told any of our co-workers that we were moving today, and I couldn't think of anybody else who would be coming to visit.
After a brief moment of hesitation, I made my way towards the door. Ray ran down the steps, hopped over the boxes cluttering the hallway, and slammed his back up against the door. "Don't do it," he said.
"But Ray, I'm simply going to-"
"Don't. Do. It. Who knows we're here. Nobody. Nobody's gonna be knocking on our door. What if it's the Mormons? Maybe somebody called them and told them that there were two gay guys moving in down the street, and they're comin' to drag us away to one of their whatchamacallit camps and. Or, or, maybe it's the neighbors, coming by, wanting to show some curtsy-"
"Courtesy, Ray?"
"Right. Courtesy. And then when they find out that it's two guys they're gonna freak out and go on a killing rampage. Or maybe-"
"Ray, now. Please. Don't be silly. I'm sure it's no such thing."
"No! No! But, I've seen it in the movies. Like, with the guys in that movie, and then that guy killed Kevin Spacey, because he thought he was *gay*!"
"Ray. Ray. Ray. Ray. Just take a deep breath." He didn't look too happy about it, but seemed close to a compromise. "In. And out. In. And out.
There you go. Now, repeat after me." That one got me a quick glare before he settled for a look of resignation. "What other people think doesn't matter."
He muttered something incomprehensible under his breath and looked down at the floor. I took my hand and lifted his face back towards mine.
"What was that?"
"What other people think doesn't matter," he said, a bit louder this time.
"Everything will be alright."
"Everything will be alright."
"And when we are finished dealing with whomever is at the door, I will nail my boyfriend to the mattress."
"And when we are finished dealing with whosever at the door, I will - " He finally realized what he was repeating and started laughing. "Benton Fraser, I will open this door and deal with this person and then you damn well better believe that I'm going to hold you to that."
"Oh, I should sincerely hope so, Ray. After all, it wouldn't be fitting for officers of the law to go around breaking their word." An evil twinkle in his eye told me that we wouldn't be long dealing with whomever it was, but still I got a rush as we opened the door to met our new neighbors.
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Date: 2003-07-09 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-07-09 08:25 pm (UTC)Heeeeeee! Anybody who has Fraser say a line like that is most welcome, IMO! Glad to have you with us.
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Date: 2003-07-10 08:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-09 08:34 pm (UTC)Well, welcome, newly non-virginal DS writer. And thanks for the lovely gift!
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Date: 2003-07-10 08:56 am (UTC)Thanks, Shay. :-D
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Date: 2003-07-09 08:46 pm (UTC)Sequel! Sequel!
::koff::
Yay, you! Welcome to the club!
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Date: 2003-07-10 08:56 am (UTC):-p
:-D Thanks, it feels good to have actually *written* something again.
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Date: 2003-07-09 08:49 pm (UTC)I wish Ray and Fraser would come carry MY boxes...
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Date: 2003-07-09 08:59 pm (UTC)"I told Inspector Thatcher that we would help her friend move into her new house. The Inspector only just recently helped me with a few tedious chores, and I felt it only fair that we-"
"But Fraser, we're in GEORGIA!"
"Well, yes, I see that, Ray. But unfortunately, I didn't know the location of this house when I agreed to help."
"Georgia, Fraser. Like, in the south. Under that line. Where people say y'all and sit on porches. I don't. do. the south."
"Now, Ray. Is that any way to act? I mean surely you have, at one time or another, needed help moving."
"Yeah. Help. So, I called up a few buddies and bought them pizza and beer. I didn't have them drive HALFWAY ACROSS THE COUNTRY!"
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Date: 2003-07-09 08:54 pm (UTC)Welcome!! I really loved that thing that Fraser slipped in there about nailing his boyfriend to the mattress. Veeeery sneaky!
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Date: 2003-07-10 08:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-09 11:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-10 08:57 am (UTC)Hey Congrats . . .
Date: 2003-07-10 02:08 am (UTC)The Moo
Re: Hey Congrats . . .
Date: 2003-07-10 08:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-10 04:13 am (UTC)Heh! You *definitely have to write more dS, hon. Definitely! *g*
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Date: 2003-07-10 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-07-10 08:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-10 06:22 am (UTC)So, now your cherry's been popped, may we hope to see more from you? ;>
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Date: 2003-07-10 09:00 am (UTC)Believe it or not, totally unintentional. :-D
Hopefully this won't be the last you see of me. I hope, anyway.
Thanks, Carla.
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Date: 2003-07-10 06:33 am (UTC):-) So glad you joined us! Come on in -- the water's fine.
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Date: 2003-07-10 09:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-10 07:18 am (UTC)"No! No! But, I've seen it in the movies. Like, with the guys in that movie, and then that guy killed Kevin Spacey, because he thought he was *gay*!"
*snerk* Hmm, I wonder what put this into your head?
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Date: 2003-07-10 09:02 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-07-10 09:09 am (UTC)Hehehe
Thanks!
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