bironic (
bironic.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2007-04-30 10:56 pm
Tremendous Brunettes by stickfigurepeep (PG-13)
Well, folks, it's been fun. I hope you've enjoyed reading the stories recced this month as much as I've enjoyed going back through them before sharing them with you.
Fandom: HOUSE M.D.
Pairing: Ali, Wilson, House, Cuddy, with suggestions of House/Wilson and House/Ali
Author on LJ:
stickfigurepeep
Why this must be read: Sadly, almost no-one has written stories featuring stalker-girl Ali (from "Informed Consent" and "Lines in the Sand"), but this delightful little fic supports the argument that it's better to have one brilliant story than a dozen mediocre ones. "Tremendous Brunettes" is witty and silly and well-characterized, and Ali especially is perfectly captured. I dare you to read it without laughing.
“I’m with a patient,” James said.
House glanced at Ali, and then closed his mouth on whatever glib reply he had prepared.
Ali smiled. She curled her fingers in a wave.
House composed himself quickly. “Wilson,” he said, apparently aghast. “Are you stealing my stalker?”
“Actually, she—“
“Come to think of it, she’s exactly your type. Inappropriately young, great breasts, all mixed up from those strange new feelings. You might as well just give her half of the, oh, twelvish percent of your remaining assets right now and save yourselves the time.”
"Tremendous Brunettes"
Fandom: HOUSE M.D.
Pairing: Ali, Wilson, House, Cuddy, with suggestions of House/Wilson and House/Ali
Author on LJ:
Why this must be read: Sadly, almost no-one has written stories featuring stalker-girl Ali (from "Informed Consent" and "Lines in the Sand"), but this delightful little fic supports the argument that it's better to have one brilliant story than a dozen mediocre ones. "Tremendous Brunettes" is witty and silly and well-characterized, and Ali especially is perfectly captured. I dare you to read it without laughing.
“I’m with a patient,” James said.
House glanced at Ali, and then closed his mouth on whatever glib reply he had prepared.
Ali smiled. She curled her fingers in a wave.
House composed himself quickly. “Wilson,” he said, apparently aghast. “Are you stealing my stalker?”
“Actually, she—“
“Come to think of it, she’s exactly your type. Inappropriately young, great breasts, all mixed up from those strange new feelings. You might as well just give her half of the, oh, twelvish percent of your remaining assets right now and save yourselves the time.”
"Tremendous Brunettes"
