First attempt at fan fiction
Ficlet: The Thoughts of a Blond Gentleman. ( Logan, Veronica, Dick POV) R
Title: The Thoughts of a Blond Gentleman.
Author: bfragrant
Rating: R (for language)
Pairing/Characters: Logan, Veronica, Dick POV
Word Count: 1374
Summary: Dick thinks about Logan and Veronica’s relationship.
Spoilers: Up to 3-14
Warnings: Dick has thoughts. About Logan and Veronica’s relationship. It ain’t pretty.
Disclaimer: Well obviously it’s not mine. It belongs to those guys, you know, the one’s that like to disregard character developments and past events. Basically, not mine, don't sue.
A/N Ok, this is my first piece of fan fiction ever. I tried to capture Dick’s voice. I’m not really sure I succeeded. So it probably sucks. I would really like it if you guys would tell me in which ways it sucks the most (so I can improve it). I promise not to cry.
20:58
Dick thinks this is worthless shit. He could be fucking a long legged blonde. Wait, no scratch that, no more blondes for him, they are the ones that do the fucking up (not to mention not in the way that Logan might at least appreciate) in the first place. Maybe a brunette or a red head would do the trick. Help him spice it up a little. Yeah, man he really needs to get laid. That would solve most of his problems. Hell, it solves all of his problems.
So, yeah, he did sleep with Madison. That doesn’t count. Although he does acknowledge that it hurt a little. Not the action itself but the mere fact that she was his ex. Sure he never harboured deep feelings for her, but she was still his you know. She was kind of like his property but not the kind he paid for. Kinda like emotional property. Logan really should have known better. He doesn’t go around proposing acts of sexual debauchery to Veronica. Come on now, his jokes don’t really count. He likes getting on her nerves more than he would like to get in her pants. No thank you on that (he actually values his balls). He saw what she did to Logan. He wasn’t like himself after her and he still hasn’t recovered. Hell, the Logan he knew liked to party his socks off. This Logan, well, he really likes to mope around. He needs to stop with that shit. It is getting on his nerves. He wishes that Kendall was still around. She would have cheered him up real good. Hey! At least one of them got to tap that ass. He always wondered why she didn’t give it up for him too. He is smoking hot, no joke. So it was not that, obviously. She probably didn’t like blondes he guessed.
There he was, in the next room, getting reacquainted with JD and drowning his misery. He should have taken up his offer of bar hopping. They could have retired to a strip club afterwards. Naked girls and booze. Nothing could have topped it off. But no, he just had to wallow in self pity. Why the hell did he even bother? He had seen Veronica in school today and she seemed fine. More than fine even. She was wearing this tight fitting -never mind. The fact was that she was quite cozy with that Wallace dude. Man, Logan seriously needs to join him so they could chat up some chicks.
He should have known she was going to screw him over, the moment he saw them together in that ridiculous party that his father had thrown. (There wasn’t even booze there. What kind of a Hollywood star was he anyway? Didn’t they get like an education on how to throw parties or something? He could have thrown a better party. You know at least one that didn’t involve party hats.) Anyway he had leaned down and whispered in Beav-someones ear that Logan was clearly playing an April fools joke early. He still believed their relationship to be one big massive joke. Seriously, why would one go out with a girl who was such a party pooper. She basically sucked the fun out off everything they did. First it was “you really should study harder Logan, you don’t want to fail summer school do you” to “why is Dick here? You promised me he wouldn’t be here today!” He chuckled a little at the last memory. That was the day that Dick had learned that Veronica Mars was a screamer. Who would have thought, right? She was so standoffish that he wouldn’t have ever thought it possible. Yet there was no noise from Logan so he could only imagine what they were doing that could make her scream but keep him silent. He shuddered at the thought. It was just so ridiculous, man. The girls were supposed to do that. The guy’s job was to lay back and enjoy it. He had told Logan exactly that when she had left in a huff. Logan had only snapped and told him to stick to the promises he made. Dick had let this outburst pass (he let all of his outbursts pass; he was a good friend like that). He did emphasize though. He would have been pissed too if he hadn’t gotten sucked off. Shit. He hoped that she sucked him off occasionally. It was the least she could do what with all the trouble she put him through on a daily basis.
He had been glad, when she had dropped him the summer before senior year. He was back, with every sense of the word. They had partied, cut school, done everything that was supposed to be done to have a good time. He had even partially believed that Logan had forgotten about her. Most off the time it was as if they had never gone out. He mocked her mercilessly, and Dick was grateful to have his friend back. But he noticed some stuff, like how he slouched in his seat when he saw Duncan lean in to kiss her temple. He disregarded these bits of information. It was best for the both of them. He didn’t do emotional issues. Logan could recover with a little bit of partying not with some psychoanalytical bullshit anyway.
So when they had gotten back together after…When they had gotten back together, she had wrapped him up around her fingers once again. He got it. She was hot, even he couldn’t deny that. But she was so much work. It was unnecessary you know. There were plenty of hot girls everywhere. Girls that would be up for absolutely anything truth be told. He just couldn’t understand what it was about her that made Logan so desperate. Was it because she was a PI? If so, Logan had clearly lost his mind. Being a PI gave her the confidence to stick her nose into everything. Things she had no business knowing or asking about. It was so damn annoying, answering her nagging questions. He couldn’t understand how Logan put up with it. Maybe it was because of the sex. Oh who was he kidding? The guy had slept with girls with enough experience to make a prostitute ashamed of herself. It had to be something else. What the hell was it? Maybe it was love. Whatever dude. If love stole half of your soul, it was clearly overrated.
Dick decided he had enough. This was the first and definitely the last time he thought about this. It was a Friday night and here he was stressing out about his best friends ex-relationship. What did he care anyway? Logan would stop wallowing sooner or later. He always did. That was when all the fun would begin. He would figure it out, Logan was smart like that. He would figure out that he was crying over nothing. Dick might not know everything but he knew enough. He knew that one person trying really didn’t make a relationship. So like he said it was all worthless shit. An unnecessary use of brain power. He had better things to do then to think about Logan and Veronica’s love saga. Like parties to crash, booze to drink and girls to meet. Hell, yeah! Life is indeed good for those who choose to live it.
21:00
“Logan! Dude. I’m going out. I heard there was this party…”