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Melpomene, by SDWolfpup (gen)
Fandom: SLINGS & ARROWS
Pairing: Darren Nichols/Geoffrey Tennant
Length: 1300 words
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sdwolfpup
Author Website: fic tag on LJ (and DW)
Why this must be read:
It's a great pre-series story of Geoffrey and Darren, with voices so spot-on that you'll believe these two really are the younger versions of the two we saw on the show, years later and far more adversarial. Even Ellen, who's only discussed, comes through as vividly as the men talking about her. And the banter here is an absolute delight.
“This isn’t…this isn’t what you think it is.”
"Really? Because it looks exactly like a midnight booty call to me."
Geoffrey winced – partially from the truth of that statement, but also from the overly-affected way Darren pronounced “booty.” He tried to surreptitiously button up his loose shirt. “Darren, if you could just let me in, we’ll never speak of this again.” Geoffrey surely wouldn’t; leaning seductively against the wall and letting out a low “hey, baby” just as Darren opened the door would not be a mental image Geoffrey would want to revisit.
“Even if Ellen were here right now – which she is not – I would not let you in. You stink of old, uncorked wine and Andrew Lloyd Webber.”
“You take that back,” Geoffrey hissed.
Melpomene can be found on LJ and DW, and please don't forget to leave feedback for the author.
Pairing: Darren Nichols/Geoffrey Tennant
Length: 1300 words
Author on LJ:
sdwolfpupAuthor Website: fic tag on LJ (and DW)
Why this must be read:
It's a great pre-series story of Geoffrey and Darren, with voices so spot-on that you'll believe these two really are the younger versions of the two we saw on the show, years later and far more adversarial. Even Ellen, who's only discussed, comes through as vividly as the men talking about her. And the banter here is an absolute delight.
“This isn’t…this isn’t what you think it is.”
"Really? Because it looks exactly like a midnight booty call to me."
Geoffrey winced – partially from the truth of that statement, but also from the overly-affected way Darren pronounced “booty.” He tried to surreptitiously button up his loose shirt. “Darren, if you could just let me in, we’ll never speak of this again.” Geoffrey surely wouldn’t; leaning seductively against the wall and letting out a low “hey, baby” just as Darren opened the door would not be a mental image Geoffrey would want to revisit.
“Even if Ellen were here right now – which she is not – I would not let you in. You stink of old, uncorked wine and Andrew Lloyd Webber.”
“You take that back,” Geoffrey hissed.
Melpomene can be found on LJ and DW, and please don't forget to leave feedback for the author.
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