Title: I Give, You Take
Fandom: Sports Night
Characters: Casey, Dan, Rebecca
Note: Written for Storydivagirl's week of drabble-a-thons, August 2008; Day 4: jealousy/possessiveness.
Written: 23/08/08 ( Read more... )

Title: Here Comes the Mirrorman
Fandom: Sports Night
Character: Dan Rydell
Prompt: Written for storydivagirl's week of drabble-a-thons day 2: clichés (Evil Twin)
Written: 20/08/2008 ( Read more... )

Title: This Sporting Life
Fandom: Sports Night
Characters: Mainly Dan Rydell/Casey McCall, some Dana Whitaker, Natalie Hurley, Jeremy Goodwin, Isaac Jaffee, other characters
Rating: PG-13
Category: Gen, slash undertones
Summary: All words have more than two meanings; everyone needs a shoulder for a pillow.
Word count: Nineteen single drabbles, ( Read more... )

Title: Fruit from the Forbidden Tree
Characters: Casey, [Dan]
Prompt: LJ SN100 challenge #166, Green
Written: 15/06/2008 ( Read more... )

Cogito

Charlie spears a French fry on his fork, holds it aloft. "How do we know," he suddenly demands, "if this fry tastes the same to me as it would to you?" He pops it into his mouth, chews, and swallows - at least Lisa taught him manners - before going on, "I mean, it makes sense. Like, Dad, you love spinach, and I hate it. Maybe we don't have ( Read more... )

Title: Better Than Anything Else That I've Tried
Characters: Dan, [Casey]
Prompt: LJ SN100 challenge #163, Ice Cream
Written: 23/04/2008 ( Read more... )

The Breathings of Your HeartTen author copies don't go far, need careful allocation. Mom; Karen. Dan's dad won't care, nor David, but will get one anyhow. Isaac, of course. Dana. Natalie and Jeremy surely won’t mind sharing ( Read more... )

Scissors, Paper, StoneEven as a child Dan had never understood how paper, that tore or burned or was ruined by water, could beat stone, solid, impermeable stone. "It covers it," David had told him, "Doofus!" But when Dan, doubtfully, chose paper, somehow David had always been waiting with scissors to cut him to shreds ( Read more... )

Walls of Stone

He remembers how it was when first they got here. We've made it! their smiles had told one another, We've arrived! and they'd clapped hands across the anchor desk.

Now here they are, three years later and no farther on. He's just that other guy, the sidekick, the stooge, unplaced on anybody's stupid list ( Read more... )

Disconnect

The first stroke was lightning from a clear blue sky, had robbed him of speech and movement, left him almost helpless. But he'd fought back. He was still - relatively - young, had family, friends … hell, enemies, damned if he'd leave them to gloat; he had plenty to live for. He'd clawed his way back, not quite all the way but near ( Read more... )