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We have gathered here to celebrate politics in a special way. All those beautiful puns brought to us by the election coverage and, of course, the people involved, have already sparked the imagination of most of us. This is the place to show your ideas to a (hopefully) big audience.
You want to read what David Cameron and Nick ( Read more... )
We have gathered here to celebrate politics in a special way. All those beautiful puns brought to us by the election coverage and, of course, the people involved, have already sparked the imagination of most of us. This is the place to show your ideas to a (hopefully) big audience.
You want to read what David Cameron and Nick ( Read more... )
So perhaps they're having a strained late night meeting or briefing, when it goes off. Perhaps Clegg is trapped under rubble and injured and Cam stays with him, keeping him awake, and completely changing his mind about the 'Tory bastard' he'd been warily manouvering around politically. Or perhaps Cam is trapped and injured, and Clegg's kindness and genuine attempt to care for him makes him completely reassess the Deputy who he thought was preparing to stick a knife in his back.
The two men bond while they wait to be rescued and see each other in a whole different light afterwards...
Bonus points for the press picking up on the newfound closeness. For example, when they pull Cam/Clegg out of the rubble, there are photos of one holding the other's hand and telling them they'll be okay (oh the melodrama)... that sort of thing?
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Captcha: "Mr spawns" - you couldn't make it up....
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"You're not listening to me! But then, that's hardly anything new, is it?"
"Nick...." David sighed and rubbed at his temples, feeling the beginnings of a headache start somewhere behind his eyes. "I am listening, you know I am, but I can't just ignore the situation with ( ... )
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It was all going wrong. Fuck, but he'd hoped that they might get longer than this, that things might just hold together for the planned five years. Get the economy back on track and avoid any messy military involvements and hope for a Tory majority next time around, riding the wave of public goodwill that would follow the elimination of the deficit. Hell, there had been moments when things had gone so well that he'd half-hoped for another coalition term, but now ( ... )
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This is really well-written.
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Or rather... not a vision, because that would imply sight and light and all that he could make out were sharp-edged shadows stained with red and flickering orange, a jumble of shapes that made no sense. The discordant shriek of claxons and car alarms sounded from somewhere past the ringing in his ears and he could hear running water nearby, a splashing rush like a mountain stream, and it didn't make any sense - not the fractured shadows or the distant screams or the taste of metal in his mouth or -
God, Sam. Where was -
No, no - Sam wasn't here, Sam was safe, Sam was in London with the children and he.... Taking a deep breath, David closed his eyes and forced himself to think clearly, to remember. France, he was in France, that was it, ensconced in a château for the G8 Summit and, if he got out of here alive, he was going to have some pretty serious bloody words with fucking Sarkozy about his bloody, fucking so-called security arrangements ( ... )
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Nick stirred weakly beneath his hands. "¿Qué pasó?" he murmured roughly.
"What? No - in English. Please." David felt a small, slightly hysterical laugh escape him and rocked back on his heels. "Now really isn't the time for showing off ( ... )
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(I'd be a lot more worried if I thought there was any chance of unexpected Cleggdeath. Pretty sure you're not going to do that to us though, are you, anon?).
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"I should, yes." David looked towards where he thought the door had been, now a mess of rubble and twisted pipework, and dismissed the thought, a sudden certainty settling over him. "I'm just not going to. Not without you, you hear me?" The car alarms had silenced, replaced now by the distant two-tone howl of the emergency services. He wondered what had happened to their security detail, if they had survived the blast, if they were -
There was a tiny, muffled beep from somewhere close by and Nick stiffened, his eyes going wide. David reached for his shoulder, then jerked sharply back as Nick screamed, struggling and fighting against his entrapment for long seconds before slumping back, panting and weeping. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck...."
"Nick?" David leaned in, catching his deputy's face in his hands and making him look at him. "Nick, what just happened? Tell me"They're... they're trying to contact us," Nick managed after a few moments. "Bloody Blackberry is in my ( ... )
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