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Osseum Veritas by Dawnwind (G)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: None
Length: 35k
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dawnebeth
Author Website: HERE
Why this must be read:
I’ve always loved to read about the boy’s past, and I think this story, which is a little bit about Starsky’s childhood, is a very good one. It’s well-written and very enjoyable and amusing to read. =)
Excerpt: "Well, well, well," Hutch crowed, holding up a picture of a dark haired child covered in mud. "This has to be you."
"Hey, I was five," Starsky defended himself, examining the photo.
"I meant that you still dress the same."
Hutch pulled out a few more, all Starsky by himself or with his younger brother Nicky. There was a strong family resemblance, two boys with brown, unruly hair, and a look of mischievousness personified. There were pictures of little Davey at family functions, even one where he was dressed in a blue suit complete with shorts and long socks, wearing a yarmulke. Hutch teased him unmercifully about that one. School photos followed, twenty two children clustered around severe looking women wearing old fashioned full skirted dresses. Starsky was almost always in the front row, one of the shorter boys, his clothes in disarray, his face never quite as composed as the other kids for the solemn occasion. There a glint of pure 'boy' about him, as if he were hiding a frog and a sling shot in his back pocket for some adventures as soon as the bell released him from the halls of learning.
"I haven't seen one of your father," Hutch said, flipping through another pile.
Osseum Veritas
Pairing: None
Length: 35k
Author on LJ:
dawnebethAuthor Website: HERE
Why this must be read:
I’ve always loved to read about the boy’s past, and I think this story, which is a little bit about Starsky’s childhood, is a very good one. It’s well-written and very enjoyable and amusing to read. =)
Excerpt: "Well, well, well," Hutch crowed, holding up a picture of a dark haired child covered in mud. "This has to be you."
"Hey, I was five," Starsky defended himself, examining the photo.
"I meant that you still dress the same."
Hutch pulled out a few more, all Starsky by himself or with his younger brother Nicky. There was a strong family resemblance, two boys with brown, unruly hair, and a look of mischievousness personified. There were pictures of little Davey at family functions, even one where he was dressed in a blue suit complete with shorts and long socks, wearing a yarmulke. Hutch teased him unmercifully about that one. School photos followed, twenty two children clustered around severe looking women wearing old fashioned full skirted dresses. Starsky was almost always in the front row, one of the shorter boys, his clothes in disarray, his face never quite as composed as the other kids for the solemn occasion. There a glint of pure 'boy' about him, as if he were hiding a frog and a sling shot in his back pocket for some adventures as soon as the bell released him from the halls of learning.
"I haven't seen one of your father," Hutch said, flipping through another pile.
Osseum Veritas
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