Love's Past
Title: Love's Past
Fandom: um, Down With Love?
Pairings: none
Series: there are four parts. short parts.
Disclaimer: no, i don't own them.
Author's Note #1: i loved Down With Love. an enjoyable light-hearted sex comedy with beautiful sets, clothes, and most of all beautiful people. having said that, my brain wanted to take these interesting, yet understandably two-dimensional characters, and flesh them out a bit. take a peek at who they are and why they are and given that we've seen them in humorous situations, it makes sense to see the more serious side. that and i love angst for some crazy reason.
Author's Note #2: given that fanfic means we take artisitc license with practically everything, i have re-cast Peter McManus in this little vignette. in my slashy version of DWL, he is played by JRM. i love what David Hyde Pierce did in this film and his comedic timing is damn near perfect. this casting change has nothing to do with his performance and everything to do with my rose (denial) tinted sunglasses. if not to your bent, feel free to change the date listed and picture someone else. Down With Love is set in 1962.
Wiscasset, Maine - April 8, 1950
She sat quietly, eating her lunch and waiting with ill-concealed boredom for her next class. She sat alone, sight and sound drifting past her. The same conversations played out ad nauseam in every high school, but still she couldn’t help but listen in.
The ever faithful sidekick to the star, defending his team and captain. "Did you see the last block? There is no way that was legal!"
"But Rich managed to get past it anyway, didn’t you?" An adoring blond, girlfriend of only three months and due for exchange in another two.
Smooth, confident, and with a grin to charm any snake, Rich replied, "Third period, one minute left and it was in the net with seconds to spare."
And they drifted past too, while the words of congratulations choked her, making it hard to swallow. She didn’t speak, not to them. Didn’t speak much at all really, though it wasn’t for lack of opinions. Nancy blended too well with the scenery, with her glasses and books and tired modest clothes. Going unnoticed was one thing. But speaking and not being heard...
Today, a day of promise. Sweet sixteen. And her mother the only one who knew, who remembered.
Tomorrow, so much easier to look at than today. She could leave, go somewhere new, somewhere exciting. A place where hockey and basketball weren’t the highlights of life. A place where fishing meant taking a vacation, not going to work. A place where she could aspire to be more than a fisherman’s wife.
A place where she could speak. And maybe somebody would hear.
Fandom: um, Down With Love?
Pairings: none
Series: there are four parts. short parts.
Disclaimer: no, i don't own them.
Author's Note #1: i loved Down With Love. an enjoyable light-hearted sex comedy with beautiful sets, clothes, and most of all beautiful people. having said that, my brain wanted to take these interesting, yet understandably two-dimensional characters, and flesh them out a bit. take a peek at who they are and why they are and given that we've seen them in humorous situations, it makes sense to see the more serious side. that and i love angst for some crazy reason.
Author's Note #2: given that fanfic means we take artisitc license with practically everything, i have re-cast Peter McManus in this little vignette. in my slashy version of DWL, he is played by JRM. i love what David Hyde Pierce did in this film and his comedic timing is damn near perfect. this casting change has nothing to do with his performance and everything to do with my rose (denial) tinted sunglasses. if not to your bent, feel free to change the date listed and picture someone else. Down With Love is set in 1962.
Wiscasset, Maine - April 8, 1950
She sat quietly, eating her lunch and waiting with ill-concealed boredom for her next class. She sat alone, sight and sound drifting past her. The same conversations played out ad nauseam in every high school, but still she couldn’t help but listen in.
The ever faithful sidekick to the star, defending his team and captain. "Did you see the last block? There is no way that was legal!"
"But Rich managed to get past it anyway, didn’t you?" An adoring blond, girlfriend of only three months and due for exchange in another two.
Smooth, confident, and with a grin to charm any snake, Rich replied, "Third period, one minute left and it was in the net with seconds to spare."
And they drifted past too, while the words of congratulations choked her, making it hard to swallow. She didn’t speak, not to them. Didn’t speak much at all really, though it wasn’t for lack of opinions. Nancy blended too well with the scenery, with her glasses and books and tired modest clothes. Going unnoticed was one thing. But speaking and not being heard...
Today, a day of promise. Sweet sixteen. And her mother the only one who knew, who remembered.
Tomorrow, so much easier to look at than today. She could leave, go somewhere new, somewhere exciting. A place where hockey and basketball weren’t the highlights of life. A place where fishing meant taking a vacation, not going to work. A place where she could aspire to be more than a fisherman’s wife.
A place where she could speak. And maybe somebody would hear.