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Full Moon, Near-Death, and Things Left Unfinished by Jamie Lyn (PG)
Fandom: X-FILES
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Author on LJ: ?
Author Website: Leia's Fanfic
Why this must be read:
Mulder and Scully are dead (or maybe not), very intoxicated (or maybe not), and off living and talking in an otherwordly realm (or maybe not). Yes, it's a Halloween story, but that doesn't mean it's not good to read on any holiday or just on any plain old day.
This is one of my favorite fanfic stories because it brilliantly absurd, humorous, unique, and oozing with UST. It's constructed in a disjointed way that could be confusing but instead enhances the story's mystery and the disorientation of the characters. The dialogue is consistently fabulous - always entertaining, insightful, and totally in character. There just aren't many stories that can combine such an interesting premise with such fantastic story construction and characterization.
It took me forever to choose just one excerpt to quote
"All right, fine. We were killed in a horrific auto accident, which neither of us seems to remember. What evidence do you have of this? What concrete, irrefutable proof could you give me to substantiate your claim that we are now, somehow, among the undead?"
"Well, for one thing, there's the car, Scully."
"Doesn't count."
"Why the hell not?"
"Because we don't know yet what happened to the car. We may have been drugged somehow, or... or hypnotized. Or perhaps we passed through some sort of gaseous element... Any number of things could have happened, and I don't remember anything beyond the stop sign, and neither do you, which tells me that we must have been drugged, and someone stole the car."
"The most deranged car-jacking on Earth, Scully? I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Because, for one thing, a minute ago you were shit-faced drunk, passed out, a hair away from vomiting all over the upholstery, and now you're completely lucid. And for another, I'm cold, and I'm wet, and I don't have a pulse."
Full Moon, Near-Death, and Things Left Unfinished
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
Author on LJ: ?
Author Website: Leia's Fanfic
Why this must be read:
Mulder and Scully are dead (or maybe not), very intoxicated (or maybe not), and off living and talking in an otherwordly realm (or maybe not). Yes, it's a Halloween story, but that doesn't mean it's not good to read on any holiday or just on any plain old day.
This is one of my favorite fanfic stories because it brilliantly absurd, humorous, unique, and oozing with UST. It's constructed in a disjointed way that could be confusing but instead enhances the story's mystery and the disorientation of the characters. The dialogue is consistently fabulous - always entertaining, insightful, and totally in character. There just aren't many stories that can combine such an interesting premise with such fantastic story construction and characterization.
It took me forever to choose just one excerpt to quote
"All right, fine. We were killed in a horrific auto accident, which neither of us seems to remember. What evidence do you have of this? What concrete, irrefutable proof could you give me to substantiate your claim that we are now, somehow, among the undead?"
"Well, for one thing, there's the car, Scully."
"Doesn't count."
"Why the hell not?"
"Because we don't know yet what happened to the car. We may have been drugged somehow, or... or hypnotized. Or perhaps we passed through some sort of gaseous element... Any number of things could have happened, and I don't remember anything beyond the stop sign, and neither do you, which tells me that we must have been drugged, and someone stole the car."
"The most deranged car-jacking on Earth, Scully? I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Because, for one thing, a minute ago you were shit-faced drunk, passed out, a hair away from vomiting all over the upholstery, and now you're completely lucid. And for another, I'm cold, and I'm wet, and I don't have a pulse."
Full Moon, Near-Death, and Things Left Unfinished