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goddessdster ([identity profile] goddessdster.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2008-12-31 04:52 pm
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Side With the Seeds by Pepper Espinoza (R-NC-17)

Here is my last rec. Thanks to everyone who let me know they enjoyed the stories I picked. As I said before, there are many more at the archives and new stories being written on a regular basis, so come visit us!

Fandom: Hot Fuzz
Pairing: Nicholas/Danny
Length: novella length (seven chapters)
Author on LJ: [livejournal.com profile] pepperlandgirl4
Author's Website: The Pepperverse
Why this must be read:

Hot Fuzz is not a fandom that inspires writers to lengthy stories, though I don't know why. There are many elements to explore, and as an ensemble movie, many characters to go exploring with. I had always wondered what the immediate aftermath of the events in the movie would be in such a town as Sandford, where trust may become an issue and so many needed to heal both physically and psychologically. Pepper deals with these issues, some bodies in a castle, Nicholas's stress and worry over Danny, and a new face in town, in a manner that is both serious and believable.

This isn't a happy story, because it deals with unhappy events. But it's a hopeful one, with an ending that honestly made me feel sentimental and pleased. It is easy to read this and see how everyone made it from the explosion to the epilogue of the movie. And...yes, this is Pepper Espinoza we're talking about, of course there's hotness.


It’ll take time to heal.

That’s what Nicholas Angel had told Danny in the hospital.

It would take time to rebuild the village.

It would take time to rebuild the station.

It would take time to excavate the castle.

They just needed time.

The sun beat down on the back of Nicholas’ neck. It was too hot for that time of year. It should have been overcast, the temperature mild, but there was nothing shielding him from the sun. In sharp contrast, the soil around his fingers was cool and damp, rich against his skin. Dirt wedged beneath his fingernails and stained his palms and wrists.

It felt good to be working in the dirt. It felt good to be doing something, anything, that might be useful. It felt good to worry about weeds, and proper pH balances, and bugs. Somebody had hung up wind chimes on a nearby grave, and the softest sound of bells drifted through the cemetery. He’d been listening to the chimes for nearly a month now, and he kept meaning to investigate, find out where they were, who they belonged to. Maybe buy his own chimes, but he never got around to it.

Tending the plants took most of his free time. There and in his own garden. Not that he had a great deal of free time. Two or three hours a week were really all he could spare. He had so much to do. So much to oversee.


Side With the Seeds - the stories don't link off each other, so I'm posting all chapters here. Or you can go to her Hot Fuzz memories.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7

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