Colbert/Fick - “same time next year”little_missmimiDecember 18 2010, 01:33:00 UTC
Six months in England should have put Brad's sex drive on temporary hold, what with the bad teeth, incomprehensible accents, and lack of suitable beaches and roads, but he still jerks off thinking about his LT. It's unacceptable, really, since he's not gay and assumed the attraction would past after they got out of Iraq, not to mention the Corps' disapproval of Brad's thoughts and the fact that he had them in theater about a superior officer. His direct supervisor
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Any (with, um, slashy undertones between all parties involved) - “Aliens, WTF?” pt. 1novembersmithDecember 18 2010, 04:09:31 UTC
WARNING: written spur-of-the-moment, totally unbetaed. >.> I have no idea where this came from. I may regret this in the morning.
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"Weather balloons."
Ray shoots Brad the hairy eyeball. "You said that last time."
"And yet, I'm still right more often than you are, which, if you're counting, Agent Person, is never"You suck at counting. I was totally right about that wendigo," Ray mutters, and stalks off through the high grass to find the next crop circle. And he was definitely right about some of his conspiracy theories, but he knew better than to bring that up if he wants to get out of Brad's next autoposy unsquirted with colon juice
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Any (with, um, slashy undertones between all parties involved) - “Aliens, WTF?” pt. 2 WTAFnovembersmithDecember 18 2010, 04:11:56 UTC
"How about we arrest you and throw in a breath mint?" Brad offers, gun raising back up, voice pleasant and chill. "I'll even keep Ray's attempts to waterboard you to a minimum."
"Deal," Nate says immediately, and sways forward and collapses on the freshly sheared off grass in the crop circle, which Ray had been about to measure in minute detail, and now Nate's ruining it, like he's ruined everything he touches"Not it," Brad says immediately, then bends down, peering at Nate interestedly and taking his pulse. “Huh. If I were him, I’d have asked to trade the info for antibiotics and an IV. I'll bring the car around as close I can. Have fun, ‘schnookums
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Patterson/? - who does he come home to at the end of IOFabrokencompassDecember 18 2010, 05:01:32 UTC
This is probably not what you had in mind, prompter. I'm sorry! But it just popped into my mind and begged to be written. His first stop is to his mother's house. She never quite settles down until she's seen him in person, whole and without any large parts missing. Only then does she rest a littler easier at night, although he knows it still weighs on her mind, his inevitable venture back out into the dangerous world of a war
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Fick/Person, college, 1/3
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December 18 2010, 07:06:20 UTC
October 15, dollar beer night at Murdoch's: Ray Person falls face first into love (the beer has nothing to do with it. Much.)
"Why the fuck did we even come tonight?" Ray said bitterly. "It's like a Jimmy Dean special here: nothing but sausage. Where's the fucking pussy, man?"
Brad raised his eyebrows, that same mockingly patient face he pulled on the students he assistant-taught; the one which made them run out of his office in tears and then switch majors. "You're the one who wanted to come," he pointed out. Skullfucker. Brad understood nothing about Ray's pain.
"I wanted to get shitfaced and go home with a slutty freshman. Does the Class of 2013 not know where to get good fake IDs? That is so depressing! I think everyone here might actually be legal to drink, Brad. Tell me that doesn't make you want to shed a perfect single tear
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Colbert/Fick - sistersnoelia_gDecember 18 2010, 08:10:48 UTC
"Whoever thought it was a good idea should be shot," Brad mutters quietly. Maybe not quietly enough, because Helen tosses her hair back and looks their way. Brad immediately busies himself with his phone, pretending to check the screen, but Nate just holds her gaze and smiles brilliantly and Helen smiles back.
And only Nate can pull off that innocent smile while he slowly lowers his hand under the table, where Brad can still see it, and flips Brad off. "It was your idea to begin with, Colbert. I believe your exact words were 'it'll hurt less if we just invite all of them at the same time, get it over with'. Well, this is us, getting it over with, so stop fucking whining, put down your phone, and get some more lemonade."
Lemonade. This is what Brad Colbert, the Iceman and a Recon legend, does with his Saturday afternoon
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Re: Colbert/Fick - sistersringheledielDecember 18 2010, 08:38:55 UTC
Ooh!! Revenge of the Baby Pictures!!
"Is that Brad? He looks adorable," Sandra practically coos. Brad thought he liked her, before, she seemed to share the Fick smarts and the modicum of common sense, but now she's officially off the good Christmas list.
Re: Colbert/Fick - sistersalethialiaDecember 18 2010, 09:04:06 UTC
It's scary, but they do have a Christmas list. Nate makes sure everyone who sends them a card gets one back and all. Brad can't even start to explain everything that's wrong with that.
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ETA: OH GOD, HOW IS THIS TOO BIG FOR ONE COMMENT. WHAT.
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"Weather balloons."
Ray shoots Brad the hairy eyeball. "You said that last time."
"And yet, I'm still right more often than you are, which, if you're counting, Agent Person, is never"You suck at counting. I was totally right about that wendigo," Ray mutters, and stalks off through the high grass to find the next crop circle. And he was definitely right about some of his conspiracy theories, but he knew better than to bring that up if he wants to get out of Brad's next autoposy unsquirted with colon juice ( ... )
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"Deal," Nate says immediately, and sways forward and collapses on the freshly sheared off grass in the crop circle, which Ray had been about to measure in minute detail, and now Nate's ruining it, like he's ruined everything he touches"Not it," Brad says immediately, then bends down, peering at Nate interestedly and taking his pulse. “Huh. If I were him, I’d have asked to trade the info for antibiotics and an IV. I'll bring the car around as close I can. Have fun, ‘schnookums ( ... )
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The initial conversation between Brad and Ray was hilarious, and I love the tone throughout. So well done.
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Why is Spock judging me? It's my disarmingly vulcan-like ears, isn't it?
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"Why the fuck did we even come tonight?" Ray said bitterly. "It's like a Jimmy Dean special here: nothing but sausage. Where's the fucking pussy, man?"
Brad raised his eyebrows, that same mockingly patient face he pulled on the students he assistant-taught; the one which made them run out of his office in tears and then switch majors. "You're the one who wanted to come," he pointed out. Skullfucker. Brad understood nothing about Ray's pain.
"I wanted to get shitfaced and go home with a slutty freshman. Does the Class of 2013 not know where to get good fake IDs? That is so depressing! I think everyone here might actually be legal to drink, Brad. Tell me that doesn't make you want to shed a perfect single tear ( ... )
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And this bit. Holy God in heaven.
Nate rolled his eyes but licked his lips anyway. “I thought you said you’d be good,” he said, still sounding a little out of breath.
“You knew I couldn’t and you went out with me anyway,” Ray said smugly. He fingered his fly pointedly.
Nate kissed Ray and unzipped his Levis. “Yeah, I did.”
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And only Nate can pull off that innocent smile while he slowly lowers his hand under the table, where Brad can still see it, and flips Brad off. "It was your idea to begin with, Colbert. I believe your exact words were 'it'll hurt less if we just invite all of them at the same time, get it over with'. Well, this is us, getting it over with, so stop fucking whining, put down your phone, and get some more lemonade."
Lemonade. This is what Brad Colbert, the Iceman and a Recon legend, does with his Saturday afternoon ( ... )
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"Is that Brad? He looks adorable," Sandra practically coos. Brad thought he liked her, before, she seemed to share the Fick smarts and the modicum of common sense, but now she's officially off the good Christmas list.
LOL I can see him fuming right there.
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Heh. Adorable.
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