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hobsonphile.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2008-12-10 10:23 am
Perfectly Normal by Malograntum Vitiorum
I've noticed just now that I've been reccing a lot of serious fic, so now let's try for something lighter:
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Pairing: None. (maybe Hawkeye/Mulcahy if you squint)
Length: 3,400 words
Rating: PG
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Unknown
Why this must be read:
I have to admit that Hawkeye's playboy attitude is probably my least favorite thing about the character, so any story that involves said attitude leading to even vaguely negative consequences strikes me as just great. But lest you fear this is a morality tale, allow me to put you at ease: this story, which is built around a practical joke getting wildly out of hand, is very funny and perfectly in keeping with the characters. If you're looking for a fic that reads like an actual episode, this is the fic for you.
Hawkeye continued to stare down his glass, muttering something indistinct about the merits of the common domesticated bosom. Trapper ducked out the door and was instantly reminded of how freezing it was outside. As he was about to go back in to keep his nipples from actually falling off, Frank finally made an appearance.
"Listen, McIntyre," Frank hailed him.
"Don't go in there," Trapper said immediately.
"What?"
"That is--I need to talk to you about, you know. Operation Hawkeye."
"Well, that's just what I wanted to say, McIntyre. I'm all for making life more difficult for Pierce, but--"
"It's okay. Abort mission. Abort mission. Cancel everything." Frank looked at him curiously. Trapper slowed down, tried to siphon off some of the panic from his voice and elaborated, "I think he suspects something."
"Does he? All for the best, I suppose. A joke can go too far, you know."
Trapper took a deep breath and counted down from five. He'd gotten to three when he abandoned that project. "Right. Let's go in, and we'll let him off the hook in the morning." Frank grunted agreement.
"I almost got married, you know," Hawkeye muttered into his glass as they entered the tent. "To a woman of the opposite sex."
Perfectly Normal
Fandom: M*A*S*H
Pairing: None. (maybe Hawkeye/Mulcahy if you squint)
Length: 3,400 words
Rating: PG
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Unknown
Why this must be read:
I have to admit that Hawkeye's playboy attitude is probably my least favorite thing about the character, so any story that involves said attitude leading to even vaguely negative consequences strikes me as just great. But lest you fear this is a morality tale, allow me to put you at ease: this story, which is built around a practical joke getting wildly out of hand, is very funny and perfectly in keeping with the characters. If you're looking for a fic that reads like an actual episode, this is the fic for you.
Hawkeye continued to stare down his glass, muttering something indistinct about the merits of the common domesticated bosom. Trapper ducked out the door and was instantly reminded of how freezing it was outside. As he was about to go back in to keep his nipples from actually falling off, Frank finally made an appearance.
"Listen, McIntyre," Frank hailed him.
"Don't go in there," Trapper said immediately.
"What?"
"That is--I need to talk to you about, you know. Operation Hawkeye."
"Well, that's just what I wanted to say, McIntyre. I'm all for making life more difficult for Pierce, but--"
"It's okay. Abort mission. Abort mission. Cancel everything." Frank looked at him curiously. Trapper slowed down, tried to siphon off some of the panic from his voice and elaborated, "I think he suspects something."
"Does he? All for the best, I suppose. A joke can go too far, you know."
Trapper took a deep breath and counted down from five. He'd gotten to three when he abandoned that project. "Right. Let's go in, and we'll let him off the hook in the morning." Frank grunted agreement.
"I almost got married, you know," Hawkeye muttered into his glass as they entered the tent. "To a woman of the opposite sex."
Perfectly Normal
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Your imaginary Sidney was just spot on.