FIC: What We Are or Might Have Been (8/?)

[seraphtrevs]

Title: What We Are or Might Have Been (8/?)
Author: Seraphtrevs ( My Fic Masterlist)
Pairing: Mohinder/Sylar (...and Mohinder/Peter.)
Rating: R
Genre: Tragicomedy
Word Count: (this part) ~5450
Warnings: Contains depictions of characters suffering from mental illness
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit made, etc.

Summary: Sequel to Down To This.

Comments

[anonymous]

Sylar tried to think of what to say. He wanted to tell him it was because he was at odds with everything and everyone, and because he was passionate and stubborn and tragic and beautiful.

This is Mohinder! Perfectly!

You manage THE LIFE-ISSUE of both guy at the same time, very well.

Usually, I say my feeling or impression or something to you when I get end of your story.

I have continued already deviating from the rule of my own.
I am glad to be able to read this again!

[seraphtrevs]

I'm so glad you liked that line! I almost changed it, but my beta said she liked it the way it was, too.

And I'm glad you're deviating from your rule - I like hearing what you think. :D I'm happy you enjoyed it!

[alicambs]

I never thought I'd say this, but your Sylar is almost cute. ;-)

[seraphtrevs]

Hee, he is. *pats him*

[gaiafaye]

What? No! You are not allowed to have another chapter already! It just emphasizes how I haven't!

“You know, if it's top secret business, you could just say so,” he sniffed.

Aw, poor Ed. :( He thought you guys were bros, Sylar!!

“Did she say anything about why she lied about giving me up?”

“She danced around it. You know Ma - you can never get a straight answer from her. [....]"

I just like imagining Angela's calm panic.

It was glorious. Sylar had never just “hung out” with anyone.

To quote Mohinder later... that is terribly sad. :(

They ate dinner off of TV trays while watching “Dancing with the Stars,” which Sylar found oddly compelling.

Heeee. :D I can see him getting into it. "Bah, these 'stars,' all that practice and their technique is still terrible. I could do so much better! ... Want me to show you Mohinder? ... I'll take that silence as a maybe."

Just as Sylar was about to leave, Mohinder said very quickly and quietly, “That was very kind of you.” He disappeared behind the door

[seraphtrevs]

What? No! You are not allowed to have another chapter already! It just emphasizes how I haven't!

WELL GET TO IT, WOMAN.

Aw, poor Ed. :( He thought you guys were bros, Sylar!!

I seriously feel bad for poor Ed. His retirement was so boring, and then suddenly there were CIA agents and super-scientists right in his backyard! And then, cruelly, he's shut out. Aw. Not the worst thing Sylar's ever done, but still.

I just like imagining Angela's calm panic.

Ha, me too. Peter's biggest mistake was giving her a night to think about it. YOU SHOULD HAVE PRESSED HARDER, PETER.

Heeee. :D I can see him getting into it. "Bah, these 'stars,' all that practice and their technique is still terrible. I could do so much better! ... Want me to show you Mohinder? ... I'll take that silence as a maybe."

You have not seen the last of Dancing with the Stars! But Peter steals Sylar's thunder a little.

Again, SO SAD. And adorable.Inorite? When I started this fic, I actually had no idea he was going to end up so pitiful. It's like, yes he

[regazzadilupo]

*takes this chapter, lays down on it, rolls around on it, squees loudly until shit passes out*

my criticism is SO constructive, I know.

[seraphtrevs]

Heee! That makes me feel awesome inside - thank you! :D