Watching Puddles by anniesj (R)

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Fandom: LOTRIPS
Pairing: Viggo/various celebrities
Author on LJ: anniesj
Author Website: fanfic memories (may be flocked)
Why this must be read:

It's all circe_tigana's fault. She started her LOTRIPS AU entitled "Basketcase" early last year. Premise? The LOTR cast in high school. Specifically? Circe's Brandywine High. During Basketcase's run, it was an absolute pleasure to read. As of now, it's been flocked, but this gem still remains. Annie took the idea of Circe's Teen!Viggo and ran with it, leaving this in her wake. Even though this is a companion piece to Basketcase, it can be read alone and still be understood. One should note that it was this story that got me to friend the two of them in the first place. Yay for creativity.



Every Thursday night, Viggo has dinner with Oliver Stone.

Not really. He's not that insane. Yet. Just in his dreams, sprawled out on his mattress or in the back of his truck or someone's couch or whatever. Always in the same restaurant, some charming little Italian restaurant somewhere, sharing a plate of linguine with truffle sauce that's always in need of just a little more garlic.

They talk about politics, astronomy, sometimes in English and occasionally in Japanese. Mostly, Oliver's the one who does the talking, while Viggo chews thoughtfully on his food and listens. Tonight's not so different.

"We goddamn raped Vietnam," Oliver snarls, puffing furiously on his cigarette. "You know that, man? We fucking dicked that country. We pissed on it, took a shit on it, stuck our cocks in it until it bled. It's pollution, and America's just a giant factory, spewing toxic waste all over the rest of the world."

Viggo nods and adjusts his toga. "You're a very passionate man."

"Fuck passion," Oliver snarls, and Viggo wakes up.




Watching Puddles