It's a start.
Title: Blackberry Jam
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Nathan/Charles
Summary: Family sees Nathan Explosion image in jam.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 387
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author Notes: Inspired by this. Because who in this fandom wouldn’t read a short article on Jesus’ image on the inside of a jar lid and instantly think of Nathan Explosion. Pft. skwisguarded, I hope you appreciate the use of jam (even though this is is a note I wrote in... probably last March, actually, and no longer remember why).
“Hey, did you see the news?”
Charles glanced up at Nathan over the top of his computer screen, eyebrow raised. Had he seen the news. Ha. He had a team of klokateers browsing channels and websites, flagging material relevant to Dethklok and sending him advisory summaries (as well as links to original sources) around the clock. NBC, ABC, BBC, even Fox… Had he seen the news.
“Which news, Nathan?” he asked patiently.
Smirking, Nathan put a one page print-out on his desk. It was, surprisingly, one Charles had not seen.
Family sees Nathan Explosion image in Jam
It may not be immediately obvious to anyone who doesn't rabidly follow the massively popular metal band Dethklok, but a seventeen year old fan in Owosso, Michigan, is convinced that he has seen the face of the band’s front man and lead singer, Nathan Explosion, on his kitchen floor.
[Name withheld], mother of two teenagers, was preparing breakfast for her sons when she dropped an entire jar of jam on the floor.
“It was blackberry jam,” her oldest son said. “And there was broken glass all over the place, but this weird white-looking glass because it’s some [censored] organic jam [censored] , with [censored] fake sugar or some [censored]. But anyway, it looked just like the corpse paint Dethklok wears at their concerts. It was [censored] awesome.”
There was a picture embedded in one corner of the article.
It was surprisingly accurate.
He skimmed over some of the other quotes in the brief article.
Mother appalled, berated by both her children and her husband when she attempted to clean up the mess. “The kitchen will be infested with ants and cockroaches. Is that what you want?” “Yeah, that’s totally brutal!”
“We’ve had a tough couple of months,” father says. “I sent my [censored] [censored] mother-in-law to the last Dethklok concert and it really hurt us financially, but it was worth it. This must be a sign that she really is never coming back.”
“Well,” Charles murmured. “That’s, ah, certainly something, Nathan.”
He looked up at Nathan, who was grinning his ‘I did good’ grin. Affectionately, he beckoned him down for a quick kiss.
“That’s the kind of media stuff you meant, right? That I should pay attention to?”
Charles kept a straight face. “It’s an excellent start.”
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Nathan/Charles
Summary: Family sees Nathan Explosion image in jam.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 387
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author Notes: Inspired by this. Because who in this fandom wouldn’t read a short article on Jesus’ image on the inside of a jar lid and instantly think of Nathan Explosion. Pft. skwisguarded, I hope you appreciate the use of jam (even though this is is a note I wrote in... probably last March, actually, and no longer remember why).
“Hey, did you see the news?”
Charles glanced up at Nathan over the top of his computer screen, eyebrow raised. Had he seen the news. Ha. He had a team of klokateers browsing channels and websites, flagging material relevant to Dethklok and sending him advisory summaries (as well as links to original sources) around the clock. NBC, ABC, BBC, even Fox… Had he seen the news.
“Which news, Nathan?” he asked patiently.
Smirking, Nathan put a one page print-out on his desk. It was, surprisingly, one Charles had not seen.
Family sees Nathan Explosion image in Jam
It may not be immediately obvious to anyone who doesn't rabidly follow the massively popular metal band Dethklok, but a seventeen year old fan in Owosso, Michigan, is convinced that he has seen the face of the band’s front man and lead singer, Nathan Explosion, on his kitchen floor.
[Name withheld], mother of two teenagers, was preparing breakfast for her sons when she dropped an entire jar of jam on the floor.
“It was blackberry jam,” her oldest son said. “And there was broken glass all over the place, but this weird white-looking glass because it’s some [censored] organic jam [censored] , with [censored] fake sugar or some [censored]. But anyway, it looked just like the corpse paint Dethklok wears at their concerts. It was [censored] awesome.”
There was a picture embedded in one corner of the article.
It was surprisingly accurate.
He skimmed over some of the other quotes in the brief article.
Mother appalled, berated by both her children and her husband when she attempted to clean up the mess. “The kitchen will be infested with ants and cockroaches. Is that what you want?” “Yeah, that’s totally brutal!”
“We’ve had a tough couple of months,” father says. “I sent my [censored] [censored] mother-in-law to the last Dethklok concert and it really hurt us financially, but it was worth it. This must be a sign that she really is never coming back.”
“Well,” Charles murmured. “That’s, ah, certainly something, Nathan.”
He looked up at Nathan, who was grinning his ‘I did good’ grin. Affectionately, he beckoned him down for a quick kiss.
“That’s the kind of media stuff you meant, right? That I should pay attention to?”
Charles kept a straight face. “It’s an excellent start.”