I've been having a lot of fun building a no-attacks AU with kleenexcow where Sam and Kara are married and Helo is the undeclared, unofficial, non-residential third partner in their marriage. (Ever wondered what Helo and Kara's kid would be like? Here you go.) Obviously, the adults all had good times together. Here's a deleted scene I wrote from that AU.
We are not lj friends? We should fix this!! Anyway, the post read:
I made wicked_sassy keep me entertained today because I had to work while she laid around her storm ridden house or something like you lazy east coasters. And we started playing our "invent-new-canon" game where we toss fanon back and forth. We got to talking about my belief that the Helo and Starbuck comic book is canon and Helo and Starbuck had sex in a cave once and the next morning Helo was all awkward like "did you take your pill? Um. Your radiation pill."
And wicked_sassy said BUT WHAT IF SHE DIDN'T TAKE HER BIRTH CONTROL PILL. And I was like THE IMAGE OF THAT CHILD IS HILARIOUS.
And thus kicked off the next eight hours of my life, wherein we invented Perseus "Percy" Agathon (and a no-attacks Caprica AU), a snarky, admittedly troubled teen who was raised by his paternal grandparents on Aquaria with visits from his parents whenever they were on leave. He runs away, graffitis everything, and gets arrested on a regular basis.
He hates his stepfather with the burning passion of a thousand suns ("But don't you love Mama?" he asked Helo as a preteen. "Of course I do, but it's complicated," poor, well-meaning Helo replied, by which he meant there are many different kinds of love and for your mother I have best friend love, but Percy interpreted as I love your mother passionately but that bastard Anders stole her away). This is not without genuine, long-suffering, A+-for-Effort attempts from Sam to get Percy to please, please like him. With the help of his therapist, Percy finally comes around to Sam in his mid-twenties. Percy sent a Solstice card addressed to both of them. Sam took it out of the mailbox and was like "Honey? We got a card from your son but something is different and it's weirding me out."
He grows up to be a successful artist known for amazingly beautiful ice painting/sculpture installations designed to melt away. He travels around the Twelve Colonies chasing assorted winter seasons. He's constantly getting offers for commissions to be put in climate-controlled cases--it is a mark of pride in the modern art world to have been told to "go frak yourself" by bad boy Percy Agathon. This makes Kara proud.
He's gay. He is an incredible manslut, a trail of broken hearts and broken backs in his wake. Randomly, once he slept with Jean Barolay's personal assistant, thirty years his senior. Percy realized the connection the next morning when they were talking about what they did for a living. Percy didn't say anything. They ran into each other a few years later at a C-Bucs function, Sam saying to Jean "you remember my stepson, Percy," and the assistant started choking. Jean asked him what was wrong and Percy was like "we've....ah...met before." And there was an awkward moment as everyone realized what that meant. It was not news to Kara-Helo-Sam that Percy was gay; it was news that his preference was much older men. Also once he (full knowledge on both sides) slept with one of Sam's C-Bucs--Hillard--and it was diiiiirty. They agreed not to mention it to Sam. Hillard was at the fateful C-Bucs function and thought it was hysterical, but he wasn't close enough to the action for anyone to notice.
Percy tracked down Dreilide Thrace, living in a retirement home just outside of Prommos, Canceron (read: Colonial!Vegas). Dreilide thought Percy's art was really cool, in an improv-jazz-only-ever-played-once kind of way. Starbuck was piiiiiiiiiiissed. "Oh, gee whiz, I'm sorry," Percy said. "I didn't realize you have parent abandonment issues." That fight was really epic and Dreilide remained a touchy subject between them until his (Dreilide, that is, not Percy) death. Kara did go to his funeral, though she did not ever visit when he was alive.
I made wicked_sassy keep me entertained today because I had to work while she laid around her storm ridden house or something like you lazy east coasters. And we started playing our "invent-new-canon" game where we toss fanon back and forth. We got to talking about my belief that the Helo and Starbuck comic book is canon and Helo and Starbuck had sex in a cave once and the next morning Helo was all awkward like "did you take your pill? Um. Your radiation pill."
And wicked_sassy said BUT WHAT IF SHE DIDN'T TAKE HER BIRTH CONTROL PILL. And I was like THE IMAGE OF THAT CHILD IS HILARIOUS.
And thus kicked off the next eight hours of my life, wherein we invented Perseus "Percy" Agathon (and a no-attacks Caprica AU), a snarky, admittedly troubled teen who was raised by his paternal grandparents on Aquaria with visits from his parents whenever they were on leave. He runs away, graffitis everything, and gets arrested on a regular basis.
He hates his stepfather with the burning passion of a thousand suns ("But don't you love Mama?" he asked Helo as a preteen. "Of course I do, but it's complicated," poor, well-meaning Helo replied, by which he meant there are many different kinds of love and for your mother I have best friend love, but Percy interpreted as I love your mother passionately but that bastard Anders stole her away). This is not without genuine, long-suffering, A+-for-Effort attempts from Sam to get Percy to please, please like him. With the help of his therapist, Percy finally comes around to Sam in his mid-twenties. Percy sent a Solstice card addressed to both of them. Sam took it out of the mailbox and was like "Honey? We got a card from your son but something is different and it's weirding me out."
He grows up to be a successful artist known for amazingly beautiful ice painting/sculpture installations designed to melt away. He travels around the Twelve Colonies chasing assorted winter seasons. He's constantly getting offers for commissions to be put in climate-controlled cases--it is a mark of pride in the modern art world to have been told to "go frak yourself" by bad boy Percy Agathon. This makes Kara proud.
He's gay. He is an incredible manslut, a trail of broken hearts and broken backs in his wake. Randomly, once he slept with Jean Barolay's personal assistant, thirty years his senior. Percy realized the connection the next morning when they were talking about what they did for a living. Percy didn't say anything. They ran into each other a few years later at a C-Bucs function, Sam saying to Jean "you remember my stepson, Percy," and the assistant started choking. Jean asked him what was wrong and Percy was like "we've....ah...met before." And there was an awkward moment as everyone realized what that meant. It was not news to Kara-Helo-Sam that Percy was gay; it was news that his preference was much older men. Also once he (full knowledge on both sides) slept with one of Sam's C-Bucs--Hillard--and it was diiiiirty. They agreed not to mention it to Sam. Hillard was at the fateful C-Bucs function and thought it was hysterical, but he wasn't close enough to the action for anyone to notice.
Percy tracked down Dreilide Thrace, living in a retirement home just outside of Prommos, Canceron (read: Colonial!Vegas). Dreilide thought Percy's art was really cool, in an improv-jazz-only-ever-played-once kind of way. Starbuck was piiiiiiiiiiissed. "Oh, gee whiz, I'm sorry," Percy said. "I didn't realize you have parent abandonment issues." That fight was really epic and Dreilide remained a touchy subject between them until his (Dreilide, that is, not Percy) death. Kara did go to his funeral, though she did not ever visit when he was alive.
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it is a mark of pride in the modern art world to have been told to "go frak yourself" by bad boy Percy Agathon. This makes Kara proud.
Of course that makes her proud! And it probably makes Helo and Sam roll their eyes in tandem. :P
Thank you for this! ♥
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