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crack_van2012-08-05 02:52 pm
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Golden by interpol_ice (R)
Fandom: SKINS
Pairing: Mini/Franky (gen 3)
Length: 7,300 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
interpol_ice
Author Website: (fanfic tag)
Why this must be read: And here be more femslash. This fic is - in my humble opinion - quite simply, how it should have gone post-season five. It's everything the show could have made the relationship, told in short glimpses, sparse prose, and lovely imagery. There's a quiet, languid feel to the storytelling that fits in with the atmosphere of season five much better, in my opinion, than the loud, intense drama of season six.
It deals with their issues, individual and shared, without blowing them up to extreme proportions, and they learn to get along through the constant push and pull of their contrasting personalities. Best of all, it's told through the ever-observant eyes of a quiet, clever S5!Franky, who is believably quite enamored with Mini, the same way Mini obviously is with her at the end of season five, and weaves their differing but complimentary appreciations for one another expertly.
Mini leaves because she needs to get home before dinner. Franky’s role as host requires her to walk Mini out and tell her to stay safe. When Mini’s out of sight, Franky breaks out into a grin. She turns around, feels incredibly guilty when she sees Jeff, standing at the doorway, all decked out in his Monday cooking outfit. His paisley oven mittens, matching his paisley apron, motion like sophisticated sock puppets for her to get back inside the house.
Letting her in and closing the door behind the both of them, he rounds in on Franky, his apprehension showing. "Wasn't she that girl? The one who gave you a hard time?"
And of course Jeff remembers her. Who forgets girls like Mini McGuinness?
“Yeah,” Franky says. “But we’re all sorted now.”
Golden
Pairing: Mini/Franky (gen 3)
Length: 7,300 words
Author on LJ:
interpol_iceAuthor Website: (fanfic tag)
Why this must be read: And here be more femslash. This fic is - in my humble opinion - quite simply, how it should have gone post-season five. It's everything the show could have made the relationship, told in short glimpses, sparse prose, and lovely imagery. There's a quiet, languid feel to the storytelling that fits in with the atmosphere of season five much better, in my opinion, than the loud, intense drama of season six.
It deals with their issues, individual and shared, without blowing them up to extreme proportions, and they learn to get along through the constant push and pull of their contrasting personalities. Best of all, it's told through the ever-observant eyes of a quiet, clever S5!Franky, who is believably quite enamored with Mini, the same way Mini obviously is with her at the end of season five, and weaves their differing but complimentary appreciations for one another expertly.
Mini leaves because she needs to get home before dinner. Franky’s role as host requires her to walk Mini out and tell her to stay safe. When Mini’s out of sight, Franky breaks out into a grin. She turns around, feels incredibly guilty when she sees Jeff, standing at the doorway, all decked out in his Monday cooking outfit. His paisley oven mittens, matching his paisley apron, motion like sophisticated sock puppets for her to get back inside the house.
Letting her in and closing the door behind the both of them, he rounds in on Franky, his apprehension showing. "Wasn't she that girl? The one who gave you a hard time?"
And of course Jeff remembers her. Who forgets girls like Mini McGuinness?
“Yeah,” Franky says. “But we’re all sorted now.”
Golden