ext_124385 ([identity profile] edna-blackadder.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2009-12-03 10:08 pm

A Fine Bag of Rats by Mia McCroskey (NC-17)

Fandom: THE AVENGERS
Pairings: Steed/Emma, background OMC/OFC
Length: 11,051 words
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Mia's Mar Vista News
Why this must be read:

Because it shows us Steed and Emma among friends, which the show rarely thought to attempt. TV characters in those days weren't given nearly as much backstory as they are now, because there just wasn't any apparent need for it. Steed and Emma appear to do pretty much everything together, living in their own private world and only inviting the few old friends we did see in when the plot required it (the friends' odds of surviving the episode were not good).

In this story, Mia McCroskey takes a serious look at the consequences of this sort of lifestyle, buried within a fun story of a luxurious, prank-filled weekend getaway. Oh, and your heart will ache for Steed, who has just come back from an emotionally difficult mission and whose pain is made worse by the fact that he can't tell Emma about it. This story is unabashedly shippy (see the rating!), but what I like most about it is how it underscores that, above all, Steed and Emma are friends. I do personally ship them, but I don't need that to enjoy a story -- just the acknowledgement of how close their friendship undeniably is, and how much they both need each other.

He had missed her – he always did when they were apart for more than a day or two. He hoped she had missed him too, although he knew she could fill her time so that he might easily be shuffled to the back of the queue.

“I finished the second article in my series for the mathematics quarterly,” she said. “And I’ve been working with watercolor. It’s so different from oils, though. I need to put a lot of time into it. I saw the Peels the other day. Poor Amelia is still feeling under the weather.”

Steed listened contentedly to her describing her week’s activities.

“You’ve been so busy you hardly noticed that I wasn’t under foot,” he said, allowing himself to sound peevish.

She stared up at him for a moment, her expression one that she might turn on a particularly dumb small dog.

“I made myself busy so that I would not dwell on missing you,” she replied too sharply.
How can he be so dense?

He looked so remorseful she giggled, all annoyance with him gone. She couldn’t blame him for occasional lapses in ego – they were very rare, after all.


A Fine Bag of Rats

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