Live Free or Die Hard Fanfic -- "That Spy Stuff"
Title: That Spy Stuff
Fandom: Live Free or Die Hard
Characters: John/Matt, Lucy, Jack
Rating: PG
Word Count: 330
Summary: "Do you ever talk into your watch?"
Notes: Written for sexy_right's Movie Madness challenge. Post A Good Day to Die Hard.
That Spy Stuff
by Severina
"So. Spy, huh?" Matt asked.
"Yeah."
"Do you ever talk into your watch?"
"No."
"Lapel pin?"
"No."
"Huh."
When Matt leaned forward to reach for one of the pretzels in the bowl on the coffee table, Lucy took the opportunity to scowl at her brother. She'd spent a good portion of the ride over reminding… okay, lecturing Jack about social niceties, had even given him a nice little rundown on Matt so he wouldn't be thrown in cold, and the guy was grunting out one word answers like some throwback to the paleolithic era. She even mouthed 'Be Nice' in case the scowl didn't get her point across.
Jack scowled back at her, but he cleared his throat and turned to Matt. "Lucy tells me you're into computers."
"Yeah," Matt said distractedly. "Hey, do you have a miniature camera in your sunglasses?"
"NO! Jesus, how do you even know what I do for a living?" Jack turned to Lucy, raised the volume. "How does he know what I do for a living?"
Lucy blinked. So much for nice. "Don't look at me."
When Jack turned his glare on John, John shrugged. "Couples tell each other shit."
Jack snorted. "Couples."
"Matt and I are together, Jack," John said evenly. "If you have a problem with that-"
"I don't have a problem," Jack said curtly. "You know mom dated a woman for a while, right?"
Lucy gasped. "She did not!"
Jack raised a brow. "Yvonne?"
"They weren't dating! Yvonne was just a good friend. They went to the theatre together! And lectures. And… poetry group."
The brow didn't move.
"They were dating?" Lucy flung herself back on the sofa next to Matt. "Wow. With this gene pool, I might as well just cut my hair and start wearing birkenstocks now. Why put off the inevitable?"
"For what it's worth," Matt put in, "Christy, in my guild? She thinks you're hot."
"Great," Lucy moaned.
Matt nodded. "So hey, Jack?"
"WHAT?"
"Laser pen?"
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Fandom: Live Free or Die Hard
Characters: John/Matt, Lucy, Jack
Rating: PG
Word Count: 330
Summary: "Do you ever talk into your watch?"
Notes: Written for sexy_right's Movie Madness challenge. Post A Good Day to Die Hard.
That Spy Stuff
by Severina
"So. Spy, huh?" Matt asked.
"Yeah."
"Do you ever talk into your watch?"
"No."
"Lapel pin?"
"No."
"Huh."
When Matt leaned forward to reach for one of the pretzels in the bowl on the coffee table, Lucy took the opportunity to scowl at her brother. She'd spent a good portion of the ride over reminding… okay, lecturing Jack about social niceties, had even given him a nice little rundown on Matt so he wouldn't be thrown in cold, and the guy was grunting out one word answers like some throwback to the paleolithic era. She even mouthed 'Be Nice' in case the scowl didn't get her point across.
Jack scowled back at her, but he cleared his throat and turned to Matt. "Lucy tells me you're into computers."
"Yeah," Matt said distractedly. "Hey, do you have a miniature camera in your sunglasses?"
"NO! Jesus, how do you even know what I do for a living?" Jack turned to Lucy, raised the volume. "How does he know what I do for a living?"
Lucy blinked. So much for nice. "Don't look at me."
When Jack turned his glare on John, John shrugged. "Couples tell each other shit."
Jack snorted. "Couples."
"Matt and I are together, Jack," John said evenly. "If you have a problem with that-"
"I don't have a problem," Jack said curtly. "You know mom dated a woman for a while, right?"
Lucy gasped. "She did not!"
Jack raised a brow. "Yvonne?"
"They weren't dating! Yvonne was just a good friend. They went to the theatre together! And lectures. And… poetry group."
The brow didn't move.
"They were dating?" Lucy flung herself back on the sofa next to Matt. "Wow. With this gene pool, I might as well just cut my hair and start wearing birkenstocks now. Why put off the inevitable?"
"For what it's worth," Matt put in, "Christy, in my guild? She thinks you're hot."
"Great," Lucy moaned.
Matt nodded. "So hey, Jack?"
"WHAT?"
"Laser pen?"
.