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crack_van2004-07-10 11:56 am
sperrywink) wrote in crack_van2004-07-10 11:56 am
No Name by Lucy Hale (PG-13)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lucyhale
Author Website: http://www.squirreltail.net/lucyhale/
Why this must be read:
To adapt the WC Fields quip, "Never work with children, animals, or Due South minor characters."
Due South had a rich array of distinctly quirky supporting characters and if Fraser and the Rays hadn't been so captivating, the minor characters just might have stolen the show (and Dief did for some fans I got into the show). This story focuses on Huey and Dewey when Dewey's abused childhood past catches up to him and he turns out not to be, well, Dewey. Their banter is captured wonderfully throughout the story and in particular the opening is perfectly paced. Fraser and Kowalski are involved because there are no secrets in a police station, the Feds are involved because, obviously, if people aren't who they say they are in Due South, you know the Feds are involved, and Welsh is involved because he's Welsh. The story nicely balances the over-the-top humor combined with serious situations the show did beautifully.
Fraser looked after Ray as he followed Huey, his brow furrowed. He took a seat, turning his attention to Dewey.
"Hey, Red, your parents are dead."
Surprised, Fraser nodded. "Yes, they are."
"You sure about that? 'Cause you may want to be sure."
"No, I'm quite sure. My father in particular has made his death very…noticeable."
"Uh huh. That a fact?" Dewey's eyes went back to the glass. "You're a lucky guy. 'Cause I thought they were dead. Teach me to believe what my uncle tells me, huh?"
Fraser studied the detective. That was probably the first time someone told him he was lucky for losing his parents. He wasn't following Dewey's train of thought exactly, but he had no doubt this had something to do with what had happened earlier that day. "You know, Detective Dewey, being confronted with the truth is not always a pleasant thing. But knowing the full truth, no matter how ugly, is always preferable to not--"
"Shut up, Fraser." Dewey's eyes wandered up to the Mountie's.
No Name
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:
lucyhaleAuthor Website: http://www.squirreltail.net/lucyhale/
Why this must be read:
To adapt the WC Fields quip, "Never work with children, animals, or Due South minor characters."
Due South had a rich array of distinctly quirky supporting characters and if Fraser and the Rays hadn't been so captivating, the minor characters just might have stolen the show (and Dief did for some fans I got into the show). This story focuses on Huey and Dewey when Dewey's abused childhood past catches up to him and he turns out not to be, well, Dewey. Their banter is captured wonderfully throughout the story and in particular the opening is perfectly paced. Fraser and Kowalski are involved because there are no secrets in a police station, the Feds are involved because, obviously, if people aren't who they say they are in Due South, you know the Feds are involved, and Welsh is involved because he's Welsh. The story nicely balances the over-the-top humor combined with serious situations the show did beautifully.
Fraser looked after Ray as he followed Huey, his brow furrowed. He took a seat, turning his attention to Dewey.
"Hey, Red, your parents are dead."
Surprised, Fraser nodded. "Yes, they are."
"You sure about that? 'Cause you may want to be sure."
"No, I'm quite sure. My father in particular has made his death very…noticeable."
"Uh huh. That a fact?" Dewey's eyes went back to the glass. "You're a lucky guy. 'Cause I thought they were dead. Teach me to believe what my uncle tells me, huh?"
Fraser studied the detective. That was probably the first time someone told him he was lucky for losing his parents. He wasn't following Dewey's train of thought exactly, but he had no doubt this had something to do with what had happened earlier that day. "You know, Detective Dewey, being confronted with the truth is not always a pleasant thing. But knowing the full truth, no matter how ugly, is always preferable to not--"
"Shut up, Fraser." Dewey's eyes wandered up to the Mountie's.
No Name