[Fanfiction] Purple Haze
Two days ago was ivybramble's birthday (bon anniversaire, Ivy! :o) and as a birthday present she asked for the first time Hartley met JJ in the DCAU. Now, I have been working for... a long time on the Piper chapter of Everybody Comes To Harry's, because writer's block stuck, leaving me stranded. But it just so happens that part of it is about how Hartley met Trickster, and then (through him) the Rogues. So I'm sharing an excerpt which so far hasn't seen the light of day and cross-posting it to piper_trickster.
I hope you like :o)
Purple Haze
Hartley wasn’t sure when the Thursday nights had become Trickster nights, but now he looked forward to them every week. Because once you made him come down from cloud cuckoo land and set him on the right track, the man could cook.
He had discovered this pretty much the first time they had worked together. That first bank job had been … epic. Hartley had no idea about the various - and varied! - uses of Silly Putty, and the Trickster obviously had never seen anybody rip out a safe door from its hinges by playing a Jimi Hendrix song on a pipe. To top it all, the Flash had almost caught them because they couldn’t agree on the lyrics being ‘’Scuse me/While I kiss this guy’ (what Hartley had understood years before he even realised he was gay) or ‘While I kiss the sky’.
After getting to know James Jesse a bit, Hartley found this interpretation perfectly logical, really. For him.
It had been a near-disaster, and it probably never should have resulted in them walking off scot-free (even though the actual loot had been somewhat meagre) … but afterwards, when the Trickster had told Hartley his real name and actually invited him home to listen to the song and admit his mistakes, he hadn’t had the heart to refuse.
A little bit baffled by the spontaneity of the offer and wondering whether James was, in fact, interested in him that way.
As it turned out, he was either completely oblivious or incredibly subtle (Hartley’s money was on the former) but the evening had been enjoyable. Neither had backed down on his understanding of Purple Haze, but one thing leading to another and dinner-time growing nearer, James had rolled up his sleeves and rustled up the best mozzarella/capicola/basilisk salad Hartley had ever tasted.
Without knowing why, he had found himself discussing Muppets with the guy. Exactly how sane Crazy Harry was and what he used for explosives, to be precise.
It was … a bit surreal. And it was only the beginning.
The two of them pulled a few heists together, and it was uncanny how quickly Hartley adapted to working duo instead of solo. ‘One’ was and always had been his default standard procedure in dealing with anything, from homework to hobbies through just getting along with life in general - and there he was, relying on another person (a guy who, to the best of Hartley’s knowledge, had no romantic interest in him whatsoever) for dangerous business as well as casual conversation, and having him equally relying on him.
It was a weird feeling - the personality of his erstwhile partner-in-crime notwithstanding.
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That's it! I promise I'll continue to work on it now that my writer's block seems to be gone (even though I'm currently writing in another fandom), because it's a story I like a lot - not to mention the characters ;o)
Have a good day, everybody :o]
I hope you like :o)
Purple Haze
Hartley wasn’t sure when the Thursday nights had become Trickster nights, but now he looked forward to them every week. Because once you made him come down from cloud cuckoo land and set him on the right track, the man could cook.
He had discovered this pretty much the first time they had worked together. That first bank job had been … epic. Hartley had no idea about the various - and varied! - uses of Silly Putty, and the Trickster obviously had never seen anybody rip out a safe door from its hinges by playing a Jimi Hendrix song on a pipe. To top it all, the Flash had almost caught them because they couldn’t agree on the lyrics being ‘’Scuse me/While I kiss this guy’ (what Hartley had understood years before he even realised he was gay) or ‘While I kiss the sky’.
After getting to know James Jesse a bit, Hartley found this interpretation perfectly logical, really. For him.
It had been a near-disaster, and it probably never should have resulted in them walking off scot-free (even though the actual loot had been somewhat meagre) … but afterwards, when the Trickster had told Hartley his real name and actually invited him home to listen to the song and admit his mistakes, he hadn’t had the heart to refuse.
A little bit baffled by the spontaneity of the offer and wondering whether James was, in fact, interested in him that way.
As it turned out, he was either completely oblivious or incredibly subtle (Hartley’s money was on the former) but the evening had been enjoyable. Neither had backed down on his understanding of Purple Haze, but one thing leading to another and dinner-time growing nearer, James had rolled up his sleeves and rustled up the best mozzarella/capicola/basilisk salad Hartley had ever tasted.
Without knowing why, he had found himself discussing Muppets with the guy. Exactly how sane Crazy Harry was and what he used for explosives, to be precise.
It was … a bit surreal. And it was only the beginning.
The two of them pulled a few heists together, and it was uncanny how quickly Hartley adapted to working duo instead of solo. ‘One’ was and always had been his default standard procedure in dealing with anything, from homework to hobbies through just getting along with life in general - and there he was, relying on another person (a guy who, to the best of Hartley’s knowledge, had no romantic interest in him whatsoever) for dangerous business as well as casual conversation, and having him equally relying on him.
It was a weird feeling - the personality of his erstwhile partner-in-crime notwithstanding.
__________________________
That's it! I promise I'll continue to work on it now that my writer's block seems to be gone (even though I'm currently writing in another fandom), because it's a story I like a lot - not to mention the characters ;o)
Have a good day, everybody :o]