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Fake Plastic Trees, by Michelle (R)
Fandom: THE WEST WING
Pairing: Ainsley/Sam, Ainsley/Josh, Josh/Donna
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
falseeeyelashes
Author Website: unknown
Why this must be read:
If you like Ainsley, you'll love this fic. If you don't like Ainsley, check it out anyway and perhaps you'll change your mind. I'm a sucker for backstory, particularly when it's so perfectly woven with canon events and real honest-to-God believable characterisation.
This is a realistic and human look at Ainsley, and it comes with a side order of unromanticised Josh/Donna, and a Sam that you kind of just want to hug.
Josh perches on Donna’s desk and Ainsley leaves a memo for Sam. They talk about gasoline and the price of oil and men that blow themselves up in the Middle East and polar bears waiting on some reserve in Alaska.
"You know, it’s illegal to run out of gas in Ohio," Donna remarks, all mock-stuffy-know-it-all, pen in the air, looking up at Josh.
"So, what, after they tow your car away they slap you with handcuffs and a matching fine?" His eyebrows arch in some kind of comic half-attempted incredulity and Donna shakes her head.
"I don’t know. I just know that you best keep your eye on that fuel gauge thingy, because it’s against the law to run out of gas."
"That’s right. You’re from Wisconsin, not Ohio. The whole Midwest…kind of has that tendency to blur together." Now he’s got that smile that tells her and everyone else who bothers to watch that he’s kidding, that he’s hoping she takes the bait, that this is their shtick and it’s phenomenally amusing.
"Joshua, your New England snobbery is starting to show." And they smile like they’re in some commercial for Tiffany’s or wedding bands or Home Depot home-decorating projects and Ainsley looks away.
It’s all TVLand, His Girl Friday, Hepburn-Tracy theatrics that will probably end with someone broken down and sad instead of smiling and kissing over the ending credits.
Ainsley hums a bar of the "I Love Lucy" theme song and heads back down the stairs.
Fake Plastic Trees
Pairing: Ainsley/Sam, Ainsley/Josh, Josh/Donna
Author on LJ:
falseeeyelashesAuthor Website: unknown
Why this must be read:
If you like Ainsley, you'll love this fic. If you don't like Ainsley, check it out anyway and perhaps you'll change your mind. I'm a sucker for backstory, particularly when it's so perfectly woven with canon events and real honest-to-God believable characterisation.
This is a realistic and human look at Ainsley, and it comes with a side order of unromanticised Josh/Donna, and a Sam that you kind of just want to hug.
Josh perches on Donna’s desk and Ainsley leaves a memo for Sam. They talk about gasoline and the price of oil and men that blow themselves up in the Middle East and polar bears waiting on some reserve in Alaska.
"You know, it’s illegal to run out of gas in Ohio," Donna remarks, all mock-stuffy-know-it-all, pen in the air, looking up at Josh.
"So, what, after they tow your car away they slap you with handcuffs and a matching fine?" His eyebrows arch in some kind of comic half-attempted incredulity and Donna shakes her head.
"I don’t know. I just know that you best keep your eye on that fuel gauge thingy, because it’s against the law to run out of gas."
"That’s right. You’re from Wisconsin, not Ohio. The whole Midwest…kind of has that tendency to blur together." Now he’s got that smile that tells her and everyone else who bothers to watch that he’s kidding, that he’s hoping she takes the bait, that this is their shtick and it’s phenomenally amusing.
"Joshua, your New England snobbery is starting to show." And they smile like they’re in some commercial for Tiffany’s or wedding bands or Home Depot home-decorating projects and Ainsley looks away.
It’s all TVLand, His Girl Friday, Hepburn-Tracy theatrics that will probably end with someone broken down and sad instead of smiling and kissing over the ending credits.
Ainsley hums a bar of the "I Love Lucy" theme song and heads back down the stairs.
Fake Plastic Trees