How to be articulate when you don't know an apostrophe from a rat's ass, by Berty. (R)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ: bertybertle
Author Website: http://www.origin.popullus.net/
Why this must be read:
I've recced very angsty fic so far, this is a bit more light-hearted. Ray returns to Chicago and he and Fraser chat. Until Ray lets something slip...
This is so much fun with a little bit of angst and a happy ending. The voices of the characters are very distinctive, and I believe their characterizations. There isn't too much schmoop, or extensive over-the-top angst. Very real, and very fun.
I enjoy this story every time I read it, and this is a quality I value highly.
It was late, nearly midnight, by the time Ray got in, but he'd been late before and Fraser had still been up, so he was pretty sure he hadn't missed their daily chat. He still didn't log on immediately though, because that was...
He wasn't that...
He just didn't, okay?
He took off his jacket. He checked his messages. He fed the turtle. He got a beer from the fridge. And then he logged on.
TangoFoxtrot : hey fraser you there?
Maintiensledroit : Hello, Ray. How are you tonight?
TangoFoxtrot : good. you?
Maintiensledroit : I'm very well, thank you. How was your day?
Ray rubbed the telltale knot of stress at the back of his neck and sighed.
TangoFoxtrot : ok
MAINTIENSLEDROIT : Ah! Just okay?
TangoFoxtrot : you know. it happened
MAINTIENSLEDROIT : That's not the same as okay, Ray. Is everything all right?
How to be articulate when you don't know an apostrophe from a rat's ass
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ: bertybertle
Author Website: http://www.origin.popullus.net/
Why this must be read:
I've recced very angsty fic so far, this is a bit more light-hearted. Ray returns to Chicago and he and Fraser chat. Until Ray lets something slip...
This is so much fun with a little bit of angst and a happy ending. The voices of the characters are very distinctive, and I believe their characterizations. There isn't too much schmoop, or extensive over-the-top angst. Very real, and very fun.
I enjoy this story every time I read it, and this is a quality I value highly.
It was late, nearly midnight, by the time Ray got in, but he'd been late before and Fraser had still been up, so he was pretty sure he hadn't missed their daily chat. He still didn't log on immediately though, because that was...
He wasn't that...
He just didn't, okay?
He took off his jacket. He checked his messages. He fed the turtle. He got a beer from the fridge. And then he logged on.
TangoFoxtrot : hey fraser you there?
Maintiensledroit : Hello, Ray. How are you tonight?
TangoFoxtrot : good. you?
Maintiensledroit : I'm very well, thank you. How was your day?
Ray rubbed the telltale knot of stress at the back of his neck and sighed.
TangoFoxtrot : ok
MAINTIENSLEDROIT : Ah! Just okay?
TangoFoxtrot : you know. it happened
MAINTIENSLEDROIT : That's not the same as okay, Ray. Is everything all right?
How to be articulate when you don't know an apostrophe from a rat's ass