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Dancing with the Devil by Eddie (PG)
Dancing with the Devil by Eddie (PG)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Joey/Chris, but everyone winds up with a part in the story.
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thebitchtrolls
Author Website: http://www.boudicca.com/thebitchtrolls/eddies.htm
Why this must be read: Because it’s hilarious. Because it has John Constantine. And because Wade Robson really is a demon.
This continues the "Magic" theme for the week. Only it’s a 180 turn from the last rec. This is silly and funny, and features Wade Robson, N’Sync’s Pop! Era boy wonder choreographer. As a Demon.
Wade was a child dancer, brought over as a small boy from Australia to tour with Michael Jackson. At the age of 18 or so, he got a gig choreographing the stage show’s of N’Sync. This was about 2000. He’s the inventor of the Pop N’ Lock. He put Velcro on their pants. He made Lance dance with girls. Seriously. Lance had to dance with girls.
Wade is not really known for his choreography though. Casual pop music fans will remember him as “The reason Britney and Justin Broke Up”. Remember? The golden couple broke up because she cheated on Justin. Wade was the one she cheated with. For those who don’t care about Britney/Justin- and I know you exist-he also earned a life time of villan roles for filling in for Joey for a bit when Joey broke his leg in a stage accident.
So, with that, I bring you an excerpt. As well as a number of pictures behind the cut.
Joey lay back on the bed and contemplated the ceiling, and the possibility that he was nuts. The ceiling was kind of off white and he was definitely nuts, he concluded quickly. This decision was helped along by Chris leaping onto the bed, knees thumping an inch away from his stomach, his arms on the other side.
"Hey?" Chris asked.
"Yeah?"
"Did you turn gay because of me?"
Joey laughed out loud. "Your legs might be sexy, Chris, but that isn't enough to turn me gay or even bi if I wasn't before."
Chris sighed mournfully and crawled off him. "That sucks. If I'd turned you gay, Lance would have owed me $500."
Joey sat up quickly. "What? Why would he have owed you?"
Standing in front of the mirror, Chris poked at his hair, obviously debating whether that old saying about letting sleeping dogs lie applied to hair. "Huh? Oh. It was years ago. Doesn't matter."
"Wait. Yeah it matters. You had a bet on whether you could make me gay?" Joey squinted. "What the hell is that about?"
Chris grabbed a fistful of his own hair and dragged it sideways before spraying it in place. "We were drunk, and talking about shit and yeah. I have the signed and witnessed paper in a box somewhere."
"Witnessed?" Joey flopped back down onto the bed.
"Well, duh." Chris grabbed another hank of hair and tried to figure out where to put it to best look like he'd just had messy sex. "It's not legally binding unless it's witnessed."
Joey closed his eyes. "Who signed it?" He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know, but the curiosity was killing him.
Chris swirled a fist at the back of his head and sprayed anything that still moved. "Um. Me and Lance, for starters. And, I think, this waiter, and Diane."
Joey's eyes popped open for one long second then shut tightly. "Lance's mom?"
Chris shrugged, grabbing some socks. "She was buying us lunch, and had a pen in her handbag."
Joey moaned a little. "You were drunk at lunch with Lance's mom and you were talking about making me gay?"
"You say that like it never happens," Chris commented, sitting on the bed next to Joey to pull on the socks.
It did, Joey thought. It happened all the time. One minute you're thinking 'oooh, party' then you're part of a group and singing in Germany. He wasn't sure, but he thought that these things mostly only happened to people when they were around Chris. He was a bad influence on reality. Still.
A few pictures.
First, all of Nsync. Please note the pimp coat on Justin. Also, this is a fairly old photo, as Lance is still in his “Ellen Degeneres” stage.
The Demon Himself, with Justin Timberlake
The Demon and Britney Spears.
John Constantine: Right Bastard for Hire. Theoretically a fictional character.
And finally a picture from last year of Nick Carter, Paris Hilton, and JC Chasez. Paris is actually much more likely to be a demon than Wade, at least in the grand scheme of things. Also, JC is looking about as Not Gay as JC gets. Which means he looks like he’s about to sneak off with Paris and Nick for a coke fueled threesome.
Dancing with the Devil
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Joey/Chris, but everyone winds up with a part in the story.
Author on LJ:
thebitchtrollsAuthor Website: http://www.boudicca.com/thebitchtrolls/eddies.htm
Why this must be read: Because it’s hilarious. Because it has John Constantine. And because Wade Robson really is a demon.
This continues the "Magic" theme for the week. Only it’s a 180 turn from the last rec. This is silly and funny, and features Wade Robson, N’Sync’s Pop! Era boy wonder choreographer. As a Demon.
Wade was a child dancer, brought over as a small boy from Australia to tour with Michael Jackson. At the age of 18 or so, he got a gig choreographing the stage show’s of N’Sync. This was about 2000. He’s the inventor of the Pop N’ Lock. He put Velcro on their pants. He made Lance dance with girls. Seriously. Lance had to dance with girls.
Wade is not really known for his choreography though. Casual pop music fans will remember him as “The reason Britney and Justin Broke Up”. Remember? The golden couple broke up because she cheated on Justin. Wade was the one she cheated with. For those who don’t care about Britney/Justin- and I know you exist-he also earned a life time of villan roles for filling in for Joey for a bit when Joey broke his leg in a stage accident.
So, with that, I bring you an excerpt. As well as a number of pictures behind the cut.
Joey lay back on the bed and contemplated the ceiling, and the possibility that he was nuts. The ceiling was kind of off white and he was definitely nuts, he concluded quickly. This decision was helped along by Chris leaping onto the bed, knees thumping an inch away from his stomach, his arms on the other side.
"Hey?" Chris asked.
"Yeah?"
"Did you turn gay because of me?"
Joey laughed out loud. "Your legs might be sexy, Chris, but that isn't enough to turn me gay or even bi if I wasn't before."
Chris sighed mournfully and crawled off him. "That sucks. If I'd turned you gay, Lance would have owed me $500."
Joey sat up quickly. "What? Why would he have owed you?"
Standing in front of the mirror, Chris poked at his hair, obviously debating whether that old saying about letting sleeping dogs lie applied to hair. "Huh? Oh. It was years ago. Doesn't matter."
"Wait. Yeah it matters. You had a bet on whether you could make me gay?" Joey squinted. "What the hell is that about?"
Chris grabbed a fistful of his own hair and dragged it sideways before spraying it in place. "We were drunk, and talking about shit and yeah. I have the signed and witnessed paper in a box somewhere."
"Witnessed?" Joey flopped back down onto the bed.
"Well, duh." Chris grabbed another hank of hair and tried to figure out where to put it to best look like he'd just had messy sex. "It's not legally binding unless it's witnessed."
Joey closed his eyes. "Who signed it?" He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know, but the curiosity was killing him.
Chris swirled a fist at the back of his head and sprayed anything that still moved. "Um. Me and Lance, for starters. And, I think, this waiter, and Diane."
Joey's eyes popped open for one long second then shut tightly. "Lance's mom?"
Chris shrugged, grabbing some socks. "She was buying us lunch, and had a pen in her handbag."
Joey moaned a little. "You were drunk at lunch with Lance's mom and you were talking about making me gay?"
"You say that like it never happens," Chris commented, sitting on the bed next to Joey to pull on the socks.
It did, Joey thought. It happened all the time. One minute you're thinking 'oooh, party' then you're part of a group and singing in Germany. He wasn't sure, but he thought that these things mostly only happened to people when they were around Chris. He was a bad influence on reality. Still.
A few pictures.
First, all of Nsync. Please note the pimp coat on Justin. Also, this is a fairly old photo, as Lance is still in his “Ellen Degeneres” stage.
The Demon Himself, with Justin Timberlake
The Demon and Britney Spears.
John Constantine: Right Bastard for Hire. Theoretically a fictional character.
And finally a picture from last year of Nick Carter, Paris Hilton, and JC Chasez. Paris is actually much more likely to be a demon than Wade, at least in the grand scheme of things. Also, JC is looking about as Not Gay as JC gets. Which means he looks like he’s about to sneak off with Paris and Nick for a coke fueled threesome.
Dancing with the Devil