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Turkey With Fireworks by Ann Larimer (R)
Fandom: Hot Fuzz
Pairing: gen, ensemble
Length: 5000 words
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annlarimer
Author Website: Her Fuzzfic tag
Why this must be read:
I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't blast-post too many stories from one author, no matter how much I love her work. But I also wanted to finish out the year with my favorite stories, and this one definitely counts as among my favorites. Told in a quasi linear/vignette fashion, it recounts the events immediately following the explosion while everyone is still in hospital.
To say this story makes me giggle like a madwoman is an understatement. Sometimes I cackle. Still. There is a brilliant juxtaposition between thought and dialogue that allows the reader to feel they are inside the characters' heads and wondering when exactly everyone went mad at the same time the characters are interacting. Weaving throughout it all is the bond between Nicholas and Danny, unbroken and filled with glee that each is alive. And then there's the moustache hijinks.
"Brick," Danny said with some assurance. It made something in his brain niggle, but he couldn't quite remember. Blue?
"Possibly. I don't really remember. I'm a bit confused about pudding. Events."
"Okay." I'm just doped. But you are stoned off your fucking nut. "'s'all right."
Angel leaned in and whispered conspiratorially into Danny's ear. "I think they're giving us drugs."
"Really?" Do not laugh. Don't do it.
(Turkey With Fireworks)
Pairing: gen, ensemble
Length: 5000 words
Author on LJ:
annlarimerAuthor Website: Her Fuzzfic tag
Why this must be read:
I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't blast-post too many stories from one author, no matter how much I love her work. But I also wanted to finish out the year with my favorite stories, and this one definitely counts as among my favorites. Told in a quasi linear/vignette fashion, it recounts the events immediately following the explosion while everyone is still in hospital.
To say this story makes me giggle like a madwoman is an understatement. Sometimes I cackle. Still. There is a brilliant juxtaposition between thought and dialogue that allows the reader to feel they are inside the characters' heads and wondering when exactly everyone went mad at the same time the characters are interacting. Weaving throughout it all is the bond between Nicholas and Danny, unbroken and filled with glee that each is alive. And then there's the moustache hijinks.
"Brick," Danny said with some assurance. It made something in his brain niggle, but he couldn't quite remember. Blue?
"Possibly. I don't really remember. I'm a bit confused about pudding. Events."
"Okay." I'm just doped. But you are stoned off your fucking nut. "'s'all right."
Angel leaned in and whispered conspiratorially into Danny's ear. "I think they're giving us drugs."
"Really?" Do not laugh. Don't do it.
(Turkey With Fireworks)
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Angel all dopey and drugged up in hospital is what really makes this, I think.
That, and everything Ann touches is fried gold.
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It's the most beleivable stoned Angel in fandom.
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