Happy-making moments of H5O 1.19
So this is really REALLY late, and most everything has been said before, but. WHEN HAS THAT EVER STOPPED ME.
BBS. THE JUXTAPOSITION BETWEEN THIS:
Steve: WHAT’S IN THE BAAAAAG, DANNY DANNY TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME
Danny: What the hell is the matter with you? SALAD.
Steve: Oh. That’s. Um. Sweet. *POUTS*
Aaaaaand this:
Steve: GOD WHY DO YOU NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT MY LIFE.
Danny: Are you serious?
BUT I WANTED THE RANT, YOU GUYS. I WANTED DANNY TO BLOW HIS TOP AND BRING UP THE SALAD AND BE ALL "WTF DO YOU MEAN, STAY OUT OF YOUR BUSINESS, I AM ALL OVER YOUR BUSINESS AS YOU ARE IN MY BUSINESS, AND THAT IS BECAUSE WE ARE PARTNERS WITH A HEALTHY LEVEL OF UNDERSTANDING ABOUT BOUNDARIES OH WAIT."
I wanted that. :(
But then PACMAN IN CARGO PANTS HAPPENS, so I guess that's okay. :D
Steve sticks his tongue at you, sir.
But so does Danny. (Seriously, the amount of lip-licking on this show-not that I’m complaining, AT ALL--but does it seem to be higher than the norm?)
Okay, I wasn’t exactly worried about the Con aspect of this show, but I was braced for the usual-fan people are crazy, totally obsessive, wtf-faces all around, thank god we live in the real world instead of these losers. (How many of you saw this week’s Castle? Their BNF soap opera fan has a complete disconnect from reality, lives with her parents, is unattractive and overweight, and gets treated pretty badly by the rest of the cast. I was really disappointed in Castle, which doesn’t usually happen.)
But in H5O-yes, Steve and Danny are in a different environment than what they’re used to, but they aren’t out of their depth, and they don’t talk down to anyone at the convention. This dude? L’AWESOME.
And again, when Johnny D asks if the dead man has a family, Steve’s reply of “He had a woman who loved him”-I had been braced for something mildly condescending, and instead Steve broke my heart. <333
BUT THIS. THIS IS MY FAVORITE PART HOMG.
BECAUSE. BECAUSE, OKAY. Something you need to know about Alaskans. We love our four-wheelers. (Oh, you call them ATVs? How quaint.) There are three in my backyard, only one of which works reliably. Unless the snow has washed it all off, it still has caribou blood on it from last hunting season. (From hauling the meat, not running them down.) ‘OORAH.
Aaaaaanyway, I would just like to know Danny’s thought process here. He pulls up next to Steve, says, “Hey, you want a ride?”
DANNY. WHAT IS YOUR THINKING. THERE IS NO ROOM. HE WILL BE SNUGGED UP BEHIND YOU, AND THE ONLY THING TO GRAB ONTO IS YOUR WAIST. EITHER YOU DIDN’T THINK THIS THROUGH, ORRRR...
And then this bit:
I know some of you were all ready to ship Danny/Kono after this moment, but I had the exact opposite reaction. I felt nooooo chemistry. I love them, and they love each other, but just. I can't see it.. Unless there is a team orgy, yup.
ALSO WHAT I WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING IS THE FIC WHERE DANNY PRACTICES SEXTING ON STEVE. *GROVELS*
The upside-down Hang Loose sign= WTF DID YOU DO WITH YOUR GUM.
I heard the actress vetoed a love interest between her character and Steve and may I just say THANK GOD. And not for the obvious reasons of Steve/Danny=OTP, but again with the chemistry! NNNNNO.
Hee hee hee hee CHIN.
I love this next bit-and not just because when he shouted, “MAVIS! BRING ME THE INVOICES,” I actually thought he might have a secretary.
O.O Have just had horrible realization that Johnny D and Danny have the same hair.
DX WHAT HAS BEEN SEEN.
NOOOOOOO.
Okay, boys. Random shit could be anything, right? Do you check the camera for a memory card or film? No. Cheers box for CDs full of illegal data? Noooo. But the snow globe? Yessss.
(Danny looks so short in this pic DD: I'M SO SORRY BB! UNFRIENDLY CAMERA ANGLE.)
MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX
Max: Took me six months to save up enough money for the testing.
My Dad: It’s the baseball bat.
Max: Spectroscopic analysis identified the wood as Northern White Ash approximately sixty years old.
Dad: BASEBALL BAT.
Max: blah blah blah New York lumber supply that provided a variety of commercial products such as rifle stock, golf clubs, and picture frames.
Dad: Baaaaaaaaaaaseball baaaaat.
Us: SHUT UP.
Helloooo Mr. Chin Ho Kelly. I mean just. Look at those lines. The way his hips are jutted out. The way his arms are sculpted and the way his shoulders are low. The way, as leupagus pointed out, that Steve has to used his envelope to hide his appreciation. *___*
Dad: THE WIFE DID IT.
Me: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS.
Dad: IT’S THE GOLDEN WIFE. AHAHAHAHA
Now, okay, this needs some explaining. A handful of years ago, we were all watching House-and you know how in cop shows you can kind of guess whodunit, but in medical shows it’s all so fucking over your head and also probably mostly made up anyway that you don't have a glimmer of a chance? Well, THIS ONE TIME, Dad figured out the sick guy was being poisoned with gold dust. SOMEHOW. So now it’s become a thing. (‘Golden wife’ still doesn’t make much sense unless you’ve been drinking whiskey).
I don’t know why, but this scene didn’t really work for me. #1, I never expected CIA girl to make it to the Noodle Place alive. But she’s apparently fine and well, driving her Malibu while Steve drinks the tiniest beer. And Wo Fat stops by.
Why. Whyyyy. Other than to prove that his dick is bigger than Steve’s (which, Danny could tell him how slim his chances are). To find out EVERYTHING STEVE KNOWS BECAUSE STEVE CAN’T SHUT UP ABOUT IT? Or to warn Steve about skeletons in his family’s past before flouncing off after buying the restaurant paying the bill? Saaaaaitooooooo
UNLESS THIS WAS AN ELABORATE SET-UP TO MAKE IT LOOK LIKE STEVE IS TAKING BRIBES FROM WO FAT, I AM JUST. DISAPPOINT. (Also Danny wasn’t there OR threatened. So boooooo.)
And in completely unrelated news, I am so so glad I typed all this up during Writing Club today, because tombolguid's good news just completely fried my brain. OH MY GODDDDDD. BUT I DON'T KNOW IF YOU WANT IT SPREAD AROUND, SO. I WILL JUST SIT HERE UNTIL THE RINGING IN MY EARS DIMS DOWN TO A DULL ROAR, AND MAYBE ONE DAY MY HANDS WILL STOP FLAILING. AAAAA.