Fic: Stages of a Storm, Part 1: Formation (or 'Top Gun')
Stages of a Storm
Part 1: Formation (or ‘Top Gun’)
Pairing(s) in the story: Jemaine/Bret (Flight of the Conchords)
Author Name/Pen Name: she_burns1
Disclaimer: I do not own Flight of the Conchords, or Hbo, or Bret, or Jemaine…though I will glad take donations of Bret/Jemaine!
Rating of story: PG
Word Count: 753
Warnings: This part of the fic is almost entirely all dialogue.
Brief summary: There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm-Willa Cather
Notes: lordstarfish betaed and I LOVE HER! She made this 10 times better with just a few small changes! 10 TIMES! Everyone make sure to send her all your love and candies!!!
MONDAY
“Hey Jemaine, do you want to watch ‘Top Gun’ with me?”
“What?”
“’Top Gun’. Do you want to watch it with me?”
“Hrm. Nah. Not really.”
“Oh. Ok then.”
TUESDAY
“Bret.”
“Jemaine.”
“You want to practice?”
“Nah. I want to watch ‘Top Gun’. You want to watch ‘Top Gun’?”
“What? I…no. No ‘Top Gun’.”
“Oh. Kay.”
WEDNESDAY
“Jemaine.”
“Bret.”
“Want to watch a movie?”
“Is it Top Gun?”
“….yes.”
“Then no.”
“Aw, come on, man - just a little bit.”
“No.”
“A little bit.”
“NO.”
“All right. All right.”
THURSDAY
“Jemaine, do you-”
“You’ve got that look on your face again.”
“What look?”
“That look you’ve had for the past three days.”
“I’ve had a look for the past three days?”
“Yes, that exact look, at this exact time.”
“Oh? What time is it?”
“About eight.”
“What does the look look like?”
“That…I dunno…hopeful, expectant look…the one you’ve been giving me before asking me if I want to see that movie.”
“What movie?”
“I dunno. That one you’re obsessing over.”
“I don’t know which one that is. Maybe you’ve just been imagining it.”
“I don’t think so.”
“I think so. I don’t think I’ve had an exact look at an exact time over the past three days.”
“Mmm…maybe…”
“Well, anyway, do you want to watch ‘Top Gun’ with me?”
“AHA! That’s it! ‘Top Gun’!”
“Yeah, ‘Top Gun’! So you DO want to watch it with me?!”
“No, I - THAT’S the movie you’ve been obsessing about! You’ve asked me the past three days, exactly at this time every night with that exact look on your face if I want to watch that movie with you. Why do you keep asking?”
“…’cause I want you to watch it with me?”
“Why?”
“Because it’s one of my most favorite movies and you told me you’d never seen it.”
“Well, what makes you think I want to see it now? I’ve told you for the past three days I didn’t want to watch it-”
“I dunno. I just thought…well…I mean it’s not like we’re doing anything else.”
“I don’t think I’d like that movie. I like movies with cars in them. And girls. Hot naked girl with cars and guns-”
“This movie has jets. They’re just like cars.”
“They’re completely different.”
“It’s got jets and hot girls.”
“…do the girls get naked?”
“Sort of.”
“Hmm…I dunno.”
“Come on, man, please? Please please please please please-”
“Why is it-”
“please please please please-”
“you seem to think-”
“please please please please-”
“if you repeat something over and over-”
“please please please please-”
“I’ll eventually-”
“please please please please-”
“do what you-”
“please please please please-”
“Fine! I’ll watch it with you! But not tonight!”
“Why not tonight?”
“If we’re going to watch a movie I want popcorn and I know we don’t have any. We can get some tomorrow. Murray usually has a bag lying around his office in case he has to sleep overnight. We can bum one from him tomorrow.”
“…we’re bumming Murray tomorrow?”
“What? No! Are you crazy? You’re not even listening to me.”
“I don’t want any man-man-man threesome with Murray. That’d be weird.”
“We’re not going to - we’re going to borrow a bag of popcorn from him.”
“Ohhh. Bum can mean borrow as well?”
“It has many uses.”
“…I just keep picturing the whole Me-You-Murray thing…”
“Aw! Bret! If you want me to watch this movie with you tomorrow you better stop talking about that right now. You’ve got me picturing it too now and it’s…unpleasant.”
“All right. Good then. Tomorrow night for the movie. It’s a date.”
Bret turned and left, a skip almost in his step, happy to have finally won Jemaine over. Jemaine was thinking over Bret’s last few words with puzzlement, wondering why Bret had called it a ‘date’ and, more importantly, why Jemaine had not corrected him.
Hopefully you all will enjoy! Also, congrats to real-life-Jemaine Clement on his marriage! And his wife? She is H-O-T!
Part 1: Formation (or ‘Top Gun’)
Pairing(s) in the story: Jemaine/Bret (Flight of the Conchords)
Author Name/Pen Name: she_burns1
Disclaimer: I do not own Flight of the Conchords, or Hbo, or Bret, or Jemaine…though I will glad take donations of Bret/Jemaine!
Rating of story: PG
Word Count: 753
Warnings: This part of the fic is almost entirely all dialogue.
Brief summary: There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm-Willa Cather
Notes: lordstarfish betaed and I LOVE HER! She made this 10 times better with just a few small changes! 10 TIMES! Everyone make sure to send her all your love and candies!!!
MONDAY
“Hey Jemaine, do you want to watch ‘Top Gun’ with me?”
“What?”
“’Top Gun’. Do you want to watch it with me?”
“Hrm. Nah. Not really.”
“Oh. Ok then.”
TUESDAY
“Bret.”
“Jemaine.”
“You want to practice?”
“Nah. I want to watch ‘Top Gun’. You want to watch ‘Top Gun’?”
“What? I…no. No ‘Top Gun’.”
“Oh. Kay.”
WEDNESDAY
“Jemaine.”
“Bret.”
“Want to watch a movie?”
“Is it Top Gun?”
“….yes.”
“Then no.”
“Aw, come on, man - just a little bit.”
“No.”
“A little bit.”
“NO.”
“All right. All right.”
THURSDAY
“Jemaine, do you-”
“You’ve got that look on your face again.”
“What look?”
“That look you’ve had for the past three days.”
“I’ve had a look for the past three days?”
“Yes, that exact look, at this exact time.”
“Oh? What time is it?”
“About eight.”
“What does the look look like?”
“That…I dunno…hopeful, expectant look…the one you’ve been giving me before asking me if I want to see that movie.”
“What movie?”
“I dunno. That one you’re obsessing over.”
“I don’t know which one that is. Maybe you’ve just been imagining it.”
“I don’t think so.”
“I think so. I don’t think I’ve had an exact look at an exact time over the past three days.”
“Mmm…maybe…”
“Well, anyway, do you want to watch ‘Top Gun’ with me?”
“AHA! That’s it! ‘Top Gun’!”
“Yeah, ‘Top Gun’! So you DO want to watch it with me?!”
“No, I - THAT’S the movie you’ve been obsessing about! You’ve asked me the past three days, exactly at this time every night with that exact look on your face if I want to watch that movie with you. Why do you keep asking?”
“…’cause I want you to watch it with me?”
“Why?”
“Because it’s one of my most favorite movies and you told me you’d never seen it.”
“Well, what makes you think I want to see it now? I’ve told you for the past three days I didn’t want to watch it-”
“I dunno. I just thought…well…I mean it’s not like we’re doing anything else.”
“I don’t think I’d like that movie. I like movies with cars in them. And girls. Hot naked girl with cars and guns-”
“This movie has jets. They’re just like cars.”
“They’re completely different.”
“It’s got jets and hot girls.”
“…do the girls get naked?”
“Sort of.”
“Hmm…I dunno.”
“Come on, man, please? Please please please please please-”
“Why is it-”
“please please please please-”
“you seem to think-”
“please please please please-”
“if you repeat something over and over-”
“please please please please-”
“I’ll eventually-”
“please please please please-”
“do what you-”
“please please please please-”
“Fine! I’ll watch it with you! But not tonight!”
“Why not tonight?”
“If we’re going to watch a movie I want popcorn and I know we don’t have any. We can get some tomorrow. Murray usually has a bag lying around his office in case he has to sleep overnight. We can bum one from him tomorrow.”
“…we’re bumming Murray tomorrow?”
“What? No! Are you crazy? You’re not even listening to me.”
“I don’t want any man-man-man threesome with Murray. That’d be weird.”
“We’re not going to - we’re going to borrow a bag of popcorn from him.”
“Ohhh. Bum can mean borrow as well?”
“It has many uses.”
“…I just keep picturing the whole Me-You-Murray thing…”
“Aw! Bret! If you want me to watch this movie with you tomorrow you better stop talking about that right now. You’ve got me picturing it too now and it’s…unpleasant.”
“All right. Good then. Tomorrow night for the movie. It’s a date.”
Bret turned and left, a skip almost in his step, happy to have finally won Jemaine over. Jemaine was thinking over Bret’s last few words with puzzlement, wondering why Bret had called it a ‘date’ and, more importantly, why Jemaine had not corrected him.
Hopefully you all will enjoy! Also, congrats to real-life-Jemaine Clement on his marriage! And his wife? She is H-O-T!