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crack_van2007-12-26 05:25 pm
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Entry tags:
Homing by Spuffyduds (PG)
Fandom: SLINGS AND ARROWS
Pairing: Gen with a touch of Anna/Nahum
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spuffyduds
Author Website: Fic collection tag on lj
Why this must be read: Anna! And a full measure of quirkiness and charm.
Just posted in this year's Yuletide challenge, this story blew me away with its perfect, gentle humour. Anna returns from Bolivia to the "Theotre sons Argent," as typed with Geoffrey's old typewriter that turns a's into "circular blobs," and takes charge. The dialogue is fabulous, the details wonderful, and every character voice absolutely true.
When she got home there was an envelope from Geoffrey, and she sniffled and opened it, getting it all smudgy. It was a very short note, for him; it said:
Deorest Anno,
Theotre sons Argent is suddenly on ironic nome; Borboro the Lizord Queen knows some zillionoire in LA who hotes Dorren Nichols, opporently hoving met him, ond funded the hell out of us just to piss Dorren off. We hove oll quit our doy jobs. We hove even bought rot trops. Wish you were here. Love, Geoffrey
She washed her hands, got out some notepaper and wrote:
Dearest Geoffrey,
1) Yes, I will be your Executive Administrative Director.
2) This means I will have an Associate Administrative Director. The AAD will make me coffee.
3) I will not have interns. Ever.
4) For God's sake, Geoffrey, buy a computer.
Love,
AnnoAnna
Homing
Pairing: Gen with a touch of Anna/Nahum
Author on LJ:
spuffydudsAuthor Website: Fic collection tag on lj
Why this must be read: Anna! And a full measure of quirkiness and charm.
Just posted in this year's Yuletide challenge, this story blew me away with its perfect, gentle humour. Anna returns from Bolivia to the "Theotre sons Argent," as typed with Geoffrey's old typewriter that turns a's into "circular blobs," and takes charge. The dialogue is fabulous, the details wonderful, and every character voice absolutely true.
When she got home there was an envelope from Geoffrey, and she sniffled and opened it, getting it all smudgy. It was a very short note, for him; it said:
Deorest Anno,
Theotre sons Argent is suddenly on ironic nome; Borboro the Lizord Queen knows some zillionoire in LA who hotes Dorren Nichols, opporently hoving met him, ond funded the hell out of us just to piss Dorren off. We hove oll quit our doy jobs. We hove even bought rot trops. Wish you were here. Love, Geoffrey
She washed her hands, got out some notepaper and wrote:
Dearest Geoffrey,
1) Yes, I will be your Executive Administrative Director.
2) This means I will have an Associate Administrative Director. The AAD will make me coffee.
3) I will not have interns. Ever.
4) For God's sake, Geoffrey, buy a computer.
Love,
Homing
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