crossover_chick | It's a Brand New Day -- and Year

Welcome to 2009, everyone. I hope you're all enjoying it so far. I had a fairly nice and quiet day -- watched "Roger Rabbit" with commentary over lunch, bummed around on the net the rest of the time. Not particularly productive, though I DID make backups. Which is important. Also organized My Documents a bit. It needed tidying.
-D: Always a good idea.-
-M: *teasing* Like you'd know anything about tidying up.-
-D: I've seen your room; neither do you.-
-VD2: Did you at least write on "Cinder-Marty?"-
Yup -- we're hitting the climax here, people. :) I've also got a new one-shot "Corpse Bride" story about Victor. I've learned to just write the plot bunnies that won't go away.
-TTV: *grin* What's it about?-
You and penny dreadfuls.
-TTV: *smile lessens a bit* Oh. I suppose that's not too embarrassing.-
-MF: It's a hell of a lot better than what she's got planned for you in the current chapter of "Bonds of Holy Matrimony."-
-TTV: *tie!* What?-
-DW: I think she got inspired by a certain cartoon on devART.-
Your father's going to have "the Talk" with you, Victor.
-TTV: *blush* Oh dear.-
-VD: *sympathetically* There's really no way that's not an embarrassing experience, Victor. You should have seen how Elias handled it.-
-TTV: Do I really want to know?-
-OD: *fidgeting while the tentacles cheep* Probably not. . . .-
I take it this has something to do with that "brothel" visit? *evilgrin*
-TTV: BROTHEL?!-
-VD2: *head lowered* Elias had some -- interesting -- ideas on how to "make us a man." Though the talk itself happened about a month before that incident. . . .
-TD: I didn't get that.-
-HD: Me either. Though things are different in Wonderland, what with all the talking animals.-
-D: Be glad you didn't. Prostitutes are -- I was so terrified, I escaped through a window once they turned their backs.-
-J2: It was really that bad?-
-RPD: Well, being in that profession leaves you rather prone to diseases.-
-VuM: Oh, gross.-
-VD: Hence why we ran.-
-TTV: I think I'll take the talk with my Father.-
That's the spirit.
As per usual for New Year's Eve, we had a little movie marathon. This year it was "comedies involving Bill Murray" (I hesitate to say "starring" because he was only a minor role in the last one). In order of viewing, we watched: "Scrooged," "What About Bob?," and "Tootsie." "Scrooged" and "What About Bob?" were really fucking funny. "Tootsie" -- well, it was funny, but the ending left me unsatisfied. You see, the guy at the center had an actual love interest and a friend he slept with (to cover the fact he was about to try on one of her dresses) and then acted like a total asshole to. I feel like the only covered the first subplot about the "real" love interest properly -- the last we saw of the friend, she was furious at him and storming out of his apartment. Which I suppose is realistic, but I would have liked to have seen one final bit with them together, either working on forgiveness or her completely blowing him off and leaving his life.
-VDM: Might have made too depressing a movie, especially with the latter.-
Yeah, but -- maybe the problem is I liked the friend, Sandy, a lot more than the actual love interest. She was more interesting.
-TD: This is why people write AU fic.-
LOL, I know.
Anyway, let's get the new year started off right -- I have a drabbles88 fic for you! Can you believe it?

11. Friends
PAF!
The sound of snow hitting another human being made Victor look up. Doc and Marty were running around the section of Grant Park they’d claimed, making snowballs and throwing them at each other. The pair were grinning and laughing, looking like they were having the best time of their lives.
Victor smiled as he looked at them. He considered himself very lucky that he’d met the pair shortly after coming to this strange new world. Chicago in the year 2008 might have been more than he could take if he’d come through alone. Having Marty there with him at first, then Doc discovering both them – it really had made all the difference. Sure, this place still unnerved him some, but it was a lot easier to take with fri–
Victor’s smile faded a little. He wanted, he really wanted to think of Doc and Marty as friends. But he wasn’t sure he could yet. He’d only known them for a little while. And while he liked them well enough, and was reasonably certain they liked him – were they really – friends?
He shook his head and returned his attention to the snowball fight. It did look like a lot of fun. Hesitantly, he reached down and scooped up some snow, forming it into a loose ball. Holding it tightly in his hands, he looked at Doc. Did he dare throw it?
He sighed. No. He couldn’t risk offending the good doctor. Too much was at stake. He looked away, wondering if he should just let it –
WHUMP!
Victor yelped as what felt like an entire snowdrift blew over him. He looked back, brushing snow off himself, to see Doc grinning at him mischievously. “Come on, Victor, don’t you want to join the fun?” Marty yelled, packing more snowballs.
Victor hesitated a second more. Then he grinned and threw his snowball straight at Doc’s head. The scientist was sent sprawling to the ground. Victor instantly tensed up, worried he’d hurt the scientist, but a sudden flurry of snow over his head dispelled that fear. Moments later, he, Doc, and Marty were all wrestling in the drifts, laughing.
Yeah. These were his friends.

HEADCANON. RUINED.
-M: *snork* Listen, Victor, if you need permission, you can always throw snowballs at us.-
-TTV: I don't need it, but you might want to tell my RP self that.-
-RPD: We'll let him know.-
This is a ficlet based off that Overflow post I made where Marty and Victor came through together in Riftpower Roulette. Doc found them, pretty much adopted them, and they all became friends. I call it the "Power Trio" verse in my head.
-VD2: . . . Just because it's catchy, or have you been reading too much TV Tropes again?-
Maaaybe both. Anyway, recent snowfall made me think of snowball fights, the universe was in my head already, and this was the result.
-HD: Perhaps we could have a snowball fight tomorrow!-
-WRM: If the snow hasn't frozen solid.-
-TD: Or we haven't.-
You are from GERMANY, you don't GET to complain about the cold!
-TD: I do too!-

All right, I have work tomorrow, so I gotta run! Happy New Year!