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Coyote at Starbuck's by Amperage (PG-13)
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's Website: Unknown
Why this must be read:
Because I have never found another story like it in the fandom.
Set in S6 in, well, a spirit version of a Vancouver Starbucks, this story combines Oma, Ascended Daniel, and American Indian folklore to create a damn compelling whole. (I have no idea if the stories in here are traditional or Amperage's; I personally assumed the latter, but I don't actually know.)
To quote Amperage, this is the story of why Coyote loves Badger, why Badger stays with Coyote, and why Daniel Descended. It's a story about love, told through... stories about love. It works for Daniel because of who Daniel is, because this kind of story is where he lives too. It's serious when it needs to be, and funny everywhere it should be, and it makes me smile every time. I'm not going to give more discussion behind a cut - I wouldn't know where to start - but in exchange, I'm going to give two quotes instead of just one.
"Badger!" Coyote was the first one up.
"Old fool!" Badger sputtered as she kicked off her galoshes and slapped away Coyote's hands. She got her own pashima and trench coat off.
"Daniel said you've had some garage sales?" Coyote said reproachfully, hanging up his wife's outer clothing.
Badger snorted. "Just some things our grandchildren gave us. You know that awful elephant planter you always bruise your toes on? Panther bought it. What he wants with it is anyone's guess. Now give us a kiss."
Coyote leaned down and began kissing his short, stubbly wife gently, short little smacks on her forehead and nose and cheeks and neck. Finally he worked his way down her short snout to her mouth and really kissed his wife.
"I love you," he said, finally, when Badger broke away.
"I know. I love you. I sold your Bong."
***
"So Coyote went back down where he was needed and I sat among the stars. I missed Coyote. Coyote forces me to laugh when he thinks I have been too serious. Coyote kisses me with tiny kisses until my skin tingles. Coyote holds me when I am ill. Coyote is not ashamed when I cry." Badger paused, wiped some tears from her eyes.
"So I went back to Coyote's den. I put my star pelt up in a box with cedar wood. I cleaned up Coyote's den and finished it out just to listen to him complain. And I loved him." Badger finished. "This story is not heroic or full of mischief. But it is true."
"It is the most powerful of the stories," Oma said softly.
And on that note... I hope this month's stories have been good for you. It's definitely been fun for me.
Coyote at Starbuck's
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's Website: Unknown
Why this must be read:
Because I have never found another story like it in the fandom.
Set in S6 in, well, a spirit version of a Vancouver Starbucks, this story combines Oma, Ascended Daniel, and American Indian folklore to create a damn compelling whole. (I have no idea if the stories in here are traditional or Amperage's; I personally assumed the latter, but I don't actually know.)
To quote Amperage, this is the story of why Coyote loves Badger, why Badger stays with Coyote, and why Daniel Descended. It's a story about love, told through... stories about love. It works for Daniel because of who Daniel is, because this kind of story is where he lives too. It's serious when it needs to be, and funny everywhere it should be, and it makes me smile every time. I'm not going to give more discussion behind a cut - I wouldn't know where to start - but in exchange, I'm going to give two quotes instead of just one.
"Badger!" Coyote was the first one up.
"Old fool!" Badger sputtered as she kicked off her galoshes and slapped away Coyote's hands. She got her own pashima and trench coat off.
"Daniel said you've had some garage sales?" Coyote said reproachfully, hanging up his wife's outer clothing.
Badger snorted. "Just some things our grandchildren gave us. You know that awful elephant planter you always bruise your toes on? Panther bought it. What he wants with it is anyone's guess. Now give us a kiss."
Coyote leaned down and began kissing his short, stubbly wife gently, short little smacks on her forehead and nose and cheeks and neck. Finally he worked his way down her short snout to her mouth and really kissed his wife.
"I love you," he said, finally, when Badger broke away.
"I know. I love you. I sold your Bong."
***
"So Coyote went back down where he was needed and I sat among the stars. I missed Coyote. Coyote forces me to laugh when he thinks I have been too serious. Coyote kisses me with tiny kisses until my skin tingles. Coyote holds me when I am ill. Coyote is not ashamed when I cry." Badger paused, wiped some tears from her eyes.
"So I went back to Coyote's den. I put my star pelt up in a box with cedar wood. I cleaned up Coyote's den and finished it out just to listen to him complain. And I loved him." Badger finished. "This story is not heroic or full of mischief. But it is true."
"It is the most powerful of the stories," Oma said softly.
And on that note... I hope this month's stories have been good for you. It's definitely been fun for me.
Coyote at Starbuck's