Hypothetical story meme

[resonant]

This is just the sort of thing I can't resist, and just the sort of thing that adds to my list of Stories That Will Probably Never Be Finished, but ... (taken from torch):

Pick a trope from this list and provide a fandom/pairing and I'll tell you something about the story I'd write for that combination (i.e. write a snippet from the story or write not!fic or tell you the title and summary for the story I would write)

1. genderswap
2. bodyswap
3. drunk!fic
4. huddling for warmth
5. pretending to be married
6. secretly a virgin
7. amnesia
8. cross-dressing
9. forced to share a bed
10. truth or dare
11. historical AU
12. accidental-baby-acquisition
13. apocalypse fic
14. telepathy
15. High School / College AU

I'll take any of the fandoms I've written in plus ... let's see, in the past year I've seen all three Men In Black movies, plus seasons 1-4 of Buffy and the first few eps of Angel (yeah, so late to the party that the house isn't even there any more).

Comments

[resonant]

Eek, can't do Gen Kill; can't even tell the characters apart. Maybe we could persuade dira to do the meme?

[mific]

Ah. I was fooled by your icon. :)
Okay... Due South: drunk! (where it's not RayK who's drunk, just for an extra challenge)

[resonant]

I was fooled by your icon.

Thereby demonstrating my point about not being able to tell the characters apart ...

OK. So Fraser's not a comical drunk, not a confused and apologetic drunk, not an expansive and generous drunk. Unfortunately, he's also not an affectionate drunk or a confessional drunk. At least not with Ray. Maybe with Vecchio it was a different story, but with Ray --

Well, Fraser's been sitting there on Ray's floor for forever, with the bottles piling up on the dusty rug. And with every bottle, his mouth gets a little tighter and his eyes get a little narrower and the line between his eyebrows gets a little deeper. Apparently when Fraser lets his inhibitions down, he gets pissed.

"Might want to think about slowing down, buddy," Ray says, going down on his knees beside him and gathering up some of the empties. "You don't look like you're having fun."

"No," Fraser says. He's talking slow, paying close attention to every syllable, the way drunks do. "Fun is not the word."

"So what's the matter? Most people, they get a little buzz on, they relax a little. What's up with you?"

"Ray, are you familiar with the work of Franche and Dobson?" At Ray's headshake, he expands: "The spy -- sky -- psycologiststs. Their work proposes that, essentially -- ah, what was I saying?"

"Psychologists? Franche and whatsisjigger?" Fraser took the half-empty bottle away before Fraser could drink any more of it.

"Ah. Right. Their work proposes that mental health depends on, ah, a fiction."

He looks at Ray hopefully, like he thinks he's just explained something brilliant. It's the happiest he's looked since he opened his second bottle, and Ray hates to disappoint him, but: "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Fraser's mouth goes grim again. "Rightyouare." He stares at the rug for quite a while before picking up again. "Frobson. Proposed. That. Only our illusions make it possible for us to live in this world. That. If we saw clearly."

He gives up and leans his head back against the arm of Ray's couch, closing his eyes. When he speaks again, his voice sounds almost normal, just so thousand-year tired. "I try not to drink, Ray. It makes it impossible not to see."

[mergatrude]

OH FRASER!!! *gives him ALL the hugs*

[mific]

Thereby demonstrating my point about not being able to tell the characters apart ... OMG - it's Steve Rogers! He does look like Nate, but it also shows my woeful ignorance of U.S. military helmet design across the decades. In my defence I still haven't had a chance to see the Avengers movie, but finally it's on DVD.

I like the snippet - it's wonderfully dark. Oh, Fraser.