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crack_van2007-12-10 09:47 am
aesposito.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-12-10 09:47 am
Entry tags:
Identity Crisis, by Peggy (PG-13)
Fandom: EMERGENCY!
Pairing: Johnny/OC, Stoker/OC
Author on LJ:![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
pea_gee
Author Website: She had one, but Freeservers ate it.
Why this must be read:
The problem with slash in the Emergency! fandom is that it has almost no canon support. No thoughtful glances, few loving touches, no double-entendre. But what it does have is a lot of secondary characters. And when you have secondary characters, they can be anything you want them to be.
Mike Stoker is one of those characters. And in this story, he's gay, and Johnny's confused. But not in the way you might think:
Identity Crisis
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Pairing: Johnny/OC, Stoker/OC
Author on LJ:
pea_gee Author Website: She had one, but Freeservers ate it.
Why this must be read:
The problem with slash in the Emergency! fandom is that it has almost no canon support. No thoughtful glances, few loving touches, no double-entendre. But what it does have is a lot of secondary characters. And when you have secondary characters, they can be anything you want them to be.
Mike Stoker is one of those characters. And in this story, he's gay, and Johnny's confused. But not in the way you might think:
There. He'd said it. Sort of. Given voice to the fear that had plagued his dreams and made his life hell for months. He felt relieved and a little sick to his stomach. But it would be better now because he'd told Mike and Mike would know what to do.
And then a sound reached him. A muffled choking noise as if Stoker were ...
"You're laughing at me?" Johnny was outraged.
"No!" Mike protested in a strangled voice. "No, I'm not laughing at you."
But he was. Howling in fact. Slumped in his chair as if he hadn't the strength to sit upright, one hand clutching his ribs, the other pressed to his mouth trying to stifle the gales of laughter that filled the room.
Humiliated, Johnny leaped to his feet and bolted for the door. Mike caught him halfway there, wrapping a large hand around his upper arm and tugging him back into the living room.
"Sorry," he gasped, still struggling to contain his mirth. "I'm sorry. It's just that ... My God, John, you are the most NOT gay man I have ever known in my life."
And then a sound reached him. A muffled choking noise as if Stoker were ...
"You're laughing at me?" Johnny was outraged.
"No!" Mike protested in a strangled voice. "No, I'm not laughing at you."
But he was. Howling in fact. Slumped in his chair as if he hadn't the strength to sit upright, one hand clutching his ribs, the other pressed to his mouth trying to stifle the gales of laughter that filled the room.
Humiliated, Johnny leaped to his feet and bolted for the door. Mike caught him halfway there, wrapping a large hand around his upper arm and tugging him back into the living room.
"Sorry," he gasped, still struggling to contain his mirth. "I'm sorry. It's just that ... My God, John, you are the most NOT gay man I have ever known in my life."
Identity Crisis
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