Fic: Hail, Hail, the Gang's All Here
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abc_las story, Hail, Hail, the Gang's All Here. 1000 words as usual; this one's about Trent and Will and what they have in common.
If I had any remaining illusions that I was anything but a gen writer, writing this one pretty much killed them.
It went something like this:
me, to Trent, Ian, and Will: so the prompt is "afternoon thunderstorm" and I was thinking you guys could get trapped in the craft hut and have sexy three-way makeouts.
Trent: What?
Ian: No.
Will: Ew.
me: ... but... come on! Look, Ian, you sit here, and then Trent, you're next to him, and Will, you lean in like...
Will: No.
Trent: I wouldn't do that.
Ian: Um, I'm flattered and all, but honestly I think I would be freaking out here, not, uh, getting my freak on.
me: hm. what if we try it with Trent here, move Will over here, and Ian, you're...
Will: As if.
Ian: Nuh-uh.
Trent: We're not today's picture puzzle, you can't make it make sense just by moving us around.
me: ok. fine. Will, Trent, what if we take Ian out of the shed? Can you agree to team up to *try* to have sexy makeouts with him? It could be like "let's get him!" at the end of Four Minutes, damn I love that fic.
Trent: Sorry, no can do. I could maybe go for a little trapped-in-the-shed spontaneous smooching, but I'm not going to make a plan to deliberately cheat on Chloe.
Will: Plus Ian seems so thrilled about being with Amber, I care about him too much to mess that up for him.
Ian: Aw, thanks Will, you're such a good friend.
Will: Wah.
me: you guys can't just ignore canon for a thousand words?
Trent: No.
me: hmpf. sigh. Trent. Could you maybe just *think* about what you'd like to do with Ian? No actual cheating, just a nice detailed fantasy. You can leave Will out entirely if you want. Here you are in the craft hut, in this little bubble in the middle of the hailstorm, totally cut off from the outside world, you've got to get out of those wet things, you make your move, Ian's surprised, but he's going with it...
Trent: Actually I was thinking this might be a good time to work on my working relationship with Will.
me: you... what?
Trent: Well, we kind of got off on the wrong foot, but if we're going to be in this band together, we're going to have to be able to get along. I think if I open up to her a little, we could bond.
Will: I cannot help but be sympathetic to your hopeless crush on Ian.
Trent: Aw, yay! BFFs!
Will: Hugs!
Ian: I'll just... be over here? Hey, can I get Amber in the hut? I would totally have sexy four-way makeouts if Amber was involved.
me: No.
Trent: Aw...
And that is why they made me turn in my slash writer card.
abc_las story, Hail, Hail, the Gang's All Here. 1000 words as usual; this one's about Trent and Will and what they have in common.If I had any remaining illusions that I was anything but a gen writer, writing this one pretty much killed them.
It went something like this:
me, to Trent, Ian, and Will: so the prompt is "afternoon thunderstorm" and I was thinking you guys could get trapped in the craft hut and have sexy three-way makeouts.
Trent: What?
Ian: No.
Will: Ew.
me: ... but... come on! Look, Ian, you sit here, and then Trent, you're next to him, and Will, you lean in like...
Will: No.
Trent: I wouldn't do that.
Ian: Um, I'm flattered and all, but honestly I think I would be freaking out here, not, uh, getting my freak on.
me: hm. what if we try it with Trent here, move Will over here, and Ian, you're...
Will: As if.
Ian: Nuh-uh.
Trent: We're not today's picture puzzle, you can't make it make sense just by moving us around.
me: ok. fine. Will, Trent, what if we take Ian out of the shed? Can you agree to team up to *try* to have sexy makeouts with him? It could be like "let's get him!" at the end of Four Minutes, damn I love that fic.
Trent: Sorry, no can do. I could maybe go for a little trapped-in-the-shed spontaneous smooching, but I'm not going to make a plan to deliberately cheat on Chloe.
Will: Plus Ian seems so thrilled about being with Amber, I care about him too much to mess that up for him.
Ian: Aw, thanks Will, you're such a good friend.
Will: Wah.
me: you guys can't just ignore canon for a thousand words?
Trent: No.
me: hmpf. sigh. Trent. Could you maybe just *think* about what you'd like to do with Ian? No actual cheating, just a nice detailed fantasy. You can leave Will out entirely if you want. Here you are in the craft hut, in this little bubble in the middle of the hailstorm, totally cut off from the outside world, you've got to get out of those wet things, you make your move, Ian's surprised, but he's going with it...
Trent: Actually I was thinking this might be a good time to work on my working relationship with Will.
me: you... what?
Trent: Well, we kind of got off on the wrong foot, but if we're going to be in this band together, we're going to have to be able to get along. I think if I open up to her a little, we could bond.
Will: I cannot help but be sympathetic to your hopeless crush on Ian.
Trent: Aw, yay! BFFs!
Will: Hugs!
Ian: I'll just... be over here? Hey, can I get Amber in the hut? I would totally have sexy four-way makeouts if Amber was involved.
me: No.
Trent: Aw...
And that is why they made me turn in my slash writer card.
