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Sea Change by Starfish (NC-17)
Fandom: due South
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
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the_star_fish
Author's Website: The Title Pool
Why this must be read: I had an impossible time choosing which fic to rec by Starfish. So I gave up and decided to rec the two I love the most. So for my final rec, I give you one of my favourite stories in the entire due South fandom.
To borrow directly from the author, this is a story about Fraser wins a raffle, Ray doubts his instincts, and Dief is barely mentioned. But what is mentioned is a cruise, Sword of Desire, and Frannie's new red bikini.
It all starts with a raffle ticket that Fraser wins because Frannie conned him into buying one even though he doesn't believe in lotteries and raffles. And of course he wins because Frannie fixed the raffle so he would win and take her on the cruise. But instead he takes Ray. On a cruise for the elderly. Then they meet this suspicious bartender who thinks they're gay and follows them around everywhere. And really, it all goes downhill from there because neither Fraser or Ray are any good at not making something out of nothing.
"The hell was that? You win the lottery or something?"
"Don't be ridiculous," Ben said automatically. "I've always thought it seemed foolish to spend money in that fashion. One's chances of winning the lottery are, after all, somewhat smaller than one's chances of getting struck by lightning."
Ray smiled tolerantly. "Yeah, so? What's with the crazy people?"
"Ah," Ben said, tugging on his collar, which always seemed to tighten in moments of stress or embarrassment. "It seems I've won a cruise for two. To Acapulco."
Ray stopped walking, which was just as well, as they'd covered a complete circuit of the hallway and were back outside the doors to the squad. "You won a cruise," he said in a strange voice, looking at the wall.
Ben nodded. "All expenses paid," he added. "Although that apparently doesn't include airfare, which I thought was odd."<
"To Acapulco," Ray said to the wall, as though Ben hadn't spoken.
"Yes, Ray," he said patiently.
Ray looked at him finally. "I go away for two days to watch my cousin get married and you win a cruise? How is this possible for a guy who doesn't believe in gambling or lottery tickets?"
"Francesca was . . . well, I thought she was speaking hypothetically, but . . . one of Maria's children needed to sell only one more raffle ticket to make her quota, and . . . apparently I said I'd buy it. I couldn't very well renege."
"Of course not."
"And then she came in today and said that I'd won . . . "
"And it was open season on Mounties."
"Precisely," Ben said, grateful that Ray had grasped the essentials at last.
"So who's the lucky duck who gets to go with you?"
Perhaps he hadn't grasped them, at that. "You are."
And Ray's face registered panic and dismay in equal parts as he said, "Hell no, I'm not."
So there we go - my last rec of the month. It was lots of fun, folks, and I'll see you next month as I try my hand at rec'ing CSI and an RPF fandom.
Sea Change
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
Author on LJ:
the_star_fishAuthor's Website: The Title Pool
Why this must be read: I had an impossible time choosing which fic to rec by Starfish. So I gave up and decided to rec the two I love the most. So for my final rec, I give you one of my favourite stories in the entire due South fandom.
To borrow directly from the author, this is a story about Fraser wins a raffle, Ray doubts his instincts, and Dief is barely mentioned. But what is mentioned is a cruise, Sword of Desire, and Frannie's new red bikini.
It all starts with a raffle ticket that Fraser wins because Frannie conned him into buying one even though he doesn't believe in lotteries and raffles. And of course he wins because Frannie fixed the raffle so he would win and take her on the cruise. But instead he takes Ray. On a cruise for the elderly. Then they meet this suspicious bartender who thinks they're gay and follows them around everywhere. And really, it all goes downhill from there because neither Fraser or Ray are any good at not making something out of nothing.
"The hell was that? You win the lottery or something?"
"Don't be ridiculous," Ben said automatically. "I've always thought it seemed foolish to spend money in that fashion. One's chances of winning the lottery are, after all, somewhat smaller than one's chances of getting struck by lightning."
Ray smiled tolerantly. "Yeah, so? What's with the crazy people?"
"Ah," Ben said, tugging on his collar, which always seemed to tighten in moments of stress or embarrassment. "It seems I've won a cruise for two. To Acapulco."
Ray stopped walking, which was just as well, as they'd covered a complete circuit of the hallway and were back outside the doors to the squad. "You won a cruise," he said in a strange voice, looking at the wall.
Ben nodded. "All expenses paid," he added. "Although that apparently doesn't include airfare, which I thought was odd."<
"To Acapulco," Ray said to the wall, as though Ben hadn't spoken.
"Yes, Ray," he said patiently.
Ray looked at him finally. "I go away for two days to watch my cousin get married and you win a cruise? How is this possible for a guy who doesn't believe in gambling or lottery tickets?"
"Francesca was . . . well, I thought she was speaking hypothetically, but . . . one of Maria's children needed to sell only one more raffle ticket to make her quota, and . . . apparently I said I'd buy it. I couldn't very well renege."
"Of course not."
"And then she came in today and said that I'd won . . . "
"And it was open season on Mounties."
"Precisely," Ben said, grateful that Ray had grasped the essentials at last.
"So who's the lucky duck who gets to go with you?"
Perhaps he hadn't grasped them, at that. "You are."
And Ray's face registered panic and dismay in equal parts as he said, "Hell no, I'm not."
So there we go - my last rec of the month. It was lots of fun, folks, and I'll see you next month as I try my hand at rec'ing CSI and an RPF fandom.
Sea Change