His Prettiness Stocking
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When making a Boone stocking, I found myself thinking of him as Janie's Boone more so than Darlton's Boone. It's amazing how one fanfic writer can take a character and discover so much potiential in him. The Boone in this stocking is into liberal politics and anti-war marches. He's a fan of folk music, mostly Dylan and Simon & Garfunkel. He got teased by his campmates for his huge unnecessary collection of pens. He has a crush on Jack which the Doctor secretly returns. Oh, not sure about the incest thing. Maybe Shannon stole one of Boone's boyfriends and that's why he's mad at her? Or maybe Boone's jealous because Shannon scored with Sayid and Boone had been wanting to play the field? Yes, that'll be it.
The Boone in this stocking probably did have sex with Jack. Because something good had to happen for Boone before Eko's plane fell on him, right? Boone was the sacrifice the island demanded because he was the Prettiest castaway ever and Jacob wanted him all for himself. But don't worry. That rotton old pervert didn't get to keep the Pretty.
Boone is now running his own Airport Heaven where he welcomes the newly dead into his sexy cool afterlife for their spiritual make overs. He has recently hooked up with a cute funny rockstar boyfriend.
So here is a little musical and visual tribute to the one we call his Prettiness.
What Did You See, My Blue-Eyed Son?
Of course, what Boone stocking would be complete without...
TEH PENS!!! Pens of Doom!!
Fanfic snippet
Boone needed a pen. But he couldn’t just stop with one pen (the doctor only needed one, after all). No, he needed MANY pens. As he walked away from Jack, he reached in his pocket. Hah! He already had one! He glanced back at Jack and the unconscious lady. Hey, she could wait...
Boone darted off and spotted a man lying on the ground, groaning in pain. Boone stood over him and squinted, resting his hands on his knees.
“DO YOU HAVE A PEN?!” he screamed over the loud engines. A part of the plane was hovering above them, crackling and ready to break off.
“NO!!” the man screamed back, looking up at the piece of wreckage, alarmed.
“YES YOU DO!!” Boone screamed. “YOU WERE SITTING NEXT TO ME AND YOU WERE WRITING SOMETHING DOWN IN A NOTEBOOK.”
The man blinked up at him. “I’M MISSING A LEG.”
“GIVE ME YOUR PEN!!”
From The Big Island in the Sky...by charlieshoodie
The Sound of Silence
His Prettiness Mini-Picspam
His Prettiness awaits you....
Merry Christmas janie_tangerine