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Titel: Der Beginn einer wunderbaren Freundschaft<\/p>
Autor: Kiddoditto
Staffel: 1
Disclaimer: Ich besitze keine Rechte an der Serie seaQuest DSV und verdiene kein Geld mit dem schreiben dieser Geschichte.<\/p>
Ltd. Krieg musterte den Teenager der mit ihm im Maglev fuhr. Der Junge war höchstens 15, vielleicht auch 16, wenn es hoch kam 17 Jahre alt.<\/p>
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Er wusste gar nicht das Private Besuche auf der seaQuest erlaubt waren… Da war ihm wohl irgendetwas entgangen…. Zur Crew gehörte der Knabe jedenfalls bestimmt nicht.<\/p>
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Besagter Teenager saß dagegen gelangweilt auf der kleinen Bank und hörte Musik die aus seinem MP3- Player erklang und kaute Kaugummi.<\/p>
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Auf einmal gab es einen kräftigen Ruck. Der Ltd. musste einen Ausfallschritt machen um nicht umzufallen. „Was war denn das?“<\/p>
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Lucas nahm die Stöpsel aus den Ohren und sah den Erwachsenen fragend an. „Sind wir gerade stecken geblieben?“<\/p>
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Krieg drückte auf die Knöpfe. „Sieht ganz so aus. Aber keine Panik, geht bestimmt gleich weiter.“<\/p>
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„Na das ist hier ja eine lustige Konservendose.“ Meinte der Blondschopf <\/span>ironisch.<\/p> <\/p> „Also als Konservendose würde ich die seaQuest ja nicht gerade bezeichnen. Immer hin ist sie der ganze Stolz der UEO. Sie fasst…“<\/p> <\/p> „Ja, ja ich hab die ganzen Infos bereits erhalten.“<\/p> <\/p> Einen Moment herrschte Stille.<\/p> <\/p> „Okay. Weißt du, ich kontaktiere jetzt einfach mal die Brücke an und dann sehen wir weiter.“ Der Ltd. zog einen orangenen Pal hervor. „Krieg hier, ich stecke im Maglev fest.“<\/p> <\/p> Eine Stimme antwortete ihm. <\/span>„Commander Ford hier. Das ist ja eine erfreuliche Nachricht. So können sie mal niemanden auf die Nerven fallen.“<\/p> <\/p> Lucas musste sich ein grinsen verkneifen.<\/p> <\/p> Krieg dagegen fand das nicht so lustig. „Sehr witzig. Allerdings bin ich nicht allein. Außer mir ist hier noch…“ Er sah den Teenager fragend an.<\/p> <\/p> „Lucas Wolenczak.“<\/p> <\/p> Na der Nachname sagte ihm doch was. Da hatte der Vater wohl ein paar Kröten springen lassen damit der Sohnemann ein bisschen Sightseeing machen konnte.<\/p> <\/p> „Okay, ich werde einen Techniker zu ihnen schicken. Kann aber noch ein bisschen dauern.“<\/p> <\/p> „Keine Angst, wir werden schon nicht weglaufen. Krieg out.“<\/p> <\/p> Lucas zog die Augenbraun hoch. „Was meinen sie, wie lange wird das wohl noch dauern?“<\/p> <\/p> Krieg setzte sich ebenfalls auf die Bank. „Bestimmt ein paar Stunden. Der Commander und ich pflegen eine ganz besondere Beziehung.“<\/p> <\/p> „Mit anderen Worten der lacht sich ins Fäustchen.“ „So in etwa.“ Erneut herrschte Stille. Eine Tatsache die Ben zu schaffen machte. „Besuchst du jemanden an Board?“ Merkwürdig <\/span>das ihm niemand darüber Bescheid gegeben hatte… <\/span>Als Fremdenführer war gerade er doch bestens geeignet.<\/p> <\/p> „Nö. Irgendwie gehöre ich zur wissenschaftlichen Crew.“<\/p> <\/p> „Ach.“ Der Moraloffizier zog eine Augenbraue hoch. „Ich hätte dich noch gar nicht für so alt gehalten.“ Er <\/span>musterte den Teenager erneut. „Wie alt bist du eigentlich?“<\/p> <\/p> Manche Leute waren echt ganz schön neugierig. „16.“<\/p> <\/p> „Müsstest du dann nicht noch in der Highschool sein?“<\/p> <\/p> „Ich hab bereits einen Abschluß von Stanford. Wenn sie mir nicht glauben, kann ich ihnen auch gerne meine Zeugnisse und Diplome zeigen Ltd….“ Er schaute auf das Namensschild der Uniform. „Krieg.“<\/p> <\/p> Ben machte eine Beschwichtigende Handbewegung. „Ich glaub dir auch so.“ Wieder so ein Wunderkind. „Ich bin übrigens Ben.“<\/p> <\/p> Lucas seufzte und ließ seinen Blick durch den Maglev streifen. „Wird das hier wirklich ein paar Stunden dauern? Ich hab ein Programm auf meinem Computer laufen.“<\/p> <\/p> „Ich fürchte schon. Auf der Prioritäten Liste des Commanders bin ich ziemlich weit unten.“<\/p> <\/p> Der Teenager stand auf und kniete sich auf den Boden und tastete die Seitenverkleidung ab. „Du hast doch hoffentlich nichts dagegen wenn ich das ganze etwas beschleunige. Oder?“<\/p> <\/p> „Nein, aber wie…“ Und soeben kam eine Platte der Seitenverkleidung ab. „Ui, machst du jetzt einen auf MacGyver?" <\/p>{C}{C}<\/a> Queer A-Z Folk – M is for M<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> It was Saturday afternoon, and Brian had a little guest. <\/span>He was glad that he didn’t have a hangover from Friday night; it was already difficult enough to watch a two-and-a-half-year old while sober. <\/span>Gus and his dad were playing cars when the doorbell rang. <\/span>“Just a second, Sonny Boy. I’ll be right back.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> But the little boy didn’t feel like staying with his cars and toddled after his father, who was pressing the intercom button to let somebody come up. <\/span>Brian opened his heavy door and hoisted Gus up into his arms. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Only a few moments later, a familiar head appeared at the top of the stairs. The child started to squirm in his father's arms. “Dustin.” He still had a little problem pronouncing the name of his favorite babysitter. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> <\/span>“Hey, you two.” Justin smiled his ‘sunshine’ smile as the little boy stretched his arms out toward him. <\/span>Reaching to pull Gus into his arms, he gave his lover a quick kiss on the mouth. “I didn’t know that you would be visiting your daddy today,” he said to the small boy. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian closed the door. “Neither did his dad.” <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The artist put Gus back on the ground, and the little guy immediately ran to his cars, took two, and brought them back to the two men. <\/span>Justin got the blue car and Brian the black one. “Come play.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The older man had to smirk. “Now I’m jealous. I wanted the blue car before, and he wouldn’t give it to me.” The two adults got down on the ground to play with Gus.<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> “That’s because I always play with the blue car.” The blond smiled. “Besides, <\/i>you were driving a black Jeep, so it’s only natural that you also got to play with one.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian decided right then and there that he needed to buy a toy ‘Vette the next time he was near a toy store.<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> While the little boy was occupied with smashing two cars into each other, Justin turned to Brian and whispered, “I can go if you want. I know you don’t get a lot of time alone with him.” <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> But the dark-haired man shook his head. “No need. <\/span>And I don’t feel like dealing with a tantrum just because his Dustin leaves.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> A few minutes later, after Gus ‘repaired’ Justin’s car because a black jeep had ‘accidently’ crashed into the blue car, the child turned to his father. “Daddy, thirsty.” <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian got up from his knees. “What do you want, Sonny Boy? I have apple juice and milk.” Lindsay had put both in his refrigerator. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Gus and Justin both followed Brian into the kitchen as his son replied, “Cocoa-Milk.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> “Sorry, Gus, I don’t have any coconut milk. Just cow-milk.” At least he thought<\/i> that was the product that was sitting in his refrigerator. And how the hell did his kid know about coconut milk, anyway? What were the lesbians feeding him?<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Justin smiled. Obviously Brian hadn’t yet been introduced to Gus’s new love. “He means chocolate milk. Debbie gave him some at dinner two days ago.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The confused look on Brian’s face cleared up. “I see. <\/span>But Lindsay didn’t bring any with her, and I don’t have the stuff.” Hopefully Gus would just settle for milk. But in his head, he already saw himself driving to the nearest supermarket to get some. <\/span>He really was a sucker for his kid…<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The mini version of Brian turned to Justin. “No cocoa-milk?” After all, his Dustin was also sometimes at the same place where he liked to drink it, and Dustin brought him food and drinks…<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The blond turned to one of the kitchen cupboards and opened it. After rooting around for a little bit, he pulled a box of cocoa powder out. “Look, Gus, we can make our own chocolate milk.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The little boy jumped up and down happily. “Yeah.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian raised one eyebrow. “I know for sure that I didn’t buy this.” He smiled when Justin just shrugged his shoulders and got the milk and a spoon. <\/span>Of course, he realized; the little twat had bought it for himself when they had been living together before Ian. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Justin pulled a chair up, and Gus climbed up onto it to stand beside him under watchful eyes. <\/span>The blond poured milk into a pot, and after it was warmed on the stove, he handed the other items to Gus. “You can dip the spoon into the powder and then drop it in the milk.” The boy did as he was told and managed to spill only a little bit. “Okay, that should be enough. <\/span>Now we need to mix it.” Justin showed the boy how to do it; it was obvious that Gus had a lot of fun when it was his turn to stir. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian was standing next to his son, always ready to jump in if the boy should start to fall from the chair, but it seemed that the blond had no problem handling everything. <\/span>“This is a lot of chocolate milk for only Gus to drink.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> “You’re probably right. <\/span>It seems that I accidentally poured too much milk.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> <\/span>“Yeah, a total slip-up,” Brian replied sarcastically. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Justin nodded. “Of course it was. It was as much of an accident on my part just like it was an accident on your part when you smashed into my toy car.” He grinned from ear to ear.<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian sighed and pulled two mugs out of the cupboard and put them next to the milk pot. <\/span>“Here you go.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> “Thanks, Daddy.” Gus was eagerly waiting on his drink.<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> “Yeah, thanks, Honey!” Justin could only grin. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian gave a grunt and a little playful smack on his lover’s behind. “Don’t tease me, or I won’t help you work off the chocolate later.” As if that would ever happen.<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Justin pointed at himself. “Moi? <\/span>I haven’t said anything. Must have been your imagination.” He poured the chocolate milk into the mugs. “Come on, Gus, let’s sit down and enjoy our gourmet drinks.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The boy didn’t really understand what his Dustin meant, but since he had the cocoa-milk he followed him to the table. He took a big gulp from his mug and smiled over his chocolate mustache. “Good.”<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Brian stepped next to Justin, took his mug away, and took a little sip. “Not bad, Sunshine.” <\/span>Coming from Brian that was a big compliment, and Justin knew it wasn’t only aimed at the taste of the chocolate milk, but more for the way he took care of something even sweeter. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> The End<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Written February the 25, 2009<\/span><\/p><\/a> <\/span> <\/span> <\/span><\/span><\/p> <\/span> <\/span> <\/span><\/span><\/p>","comments":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/15647.html?view=comments#comments","category":["fan fiction","queer as folk","queer a-z folk"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/15543.html","pubDate":"Fri, 02 Nov 2012 22:06:16 GMT","title":"And again Qaf meets Southpark 2","author":"kiddoditto","link":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/15543.html","description":"Sorry couldn't get the cut two work with the pictures, therefore a second post... Just feeled like playing around with the Computer again :-) Randys last performence at Joe's Pub just went online on Youtube :-) <\/p> *******************************************************************************<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Lucas Wolenczak saß in der Mess Hall und war am Frühstücken. O’Neill und Ortiz leisteten ihm dabei Gesellschaft und schmierten ihre Brötchen.<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Der Teenager war gerade dabei seinen Kakao umzurühren als neben ihm ein Schatten auftauchte. Dieser war niemand anderes als die Küchenchefin Iva.<\/span><\/p> Liebevoll tätschelte sie Lucas das Haar. „Und hast du auch alles was du brauchst? Ich hoffe der Kakao schmeckt auch. Lt. Krieg hat den falschen mitgebracht. Dabei hatte ich ihm alles so ordentlich aufgeschrieben!“<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Das Computergenie lächelte. „Schmeckt super Iva, alles Bestens.“<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Iva musterte ihren Liebling nun ganz genau. „Irgendwie siehst du heut so blass aus.“ Tim und Miguel grinsten in sich hinein. Das könnte unterhaltsam werden… „Du wirst doch nicht etwa krank werden?“ <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Lucas schüttelte entschieden mit dem Kopf, Alarmstufe rot war jetzt angesagt. „ Ich bin nicht krank. Ich fühl‘ mich ehrlich super.“<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Iva wandte sich nun an die älteren beiden Crewmitglieder. „Er sieht blass aus, nicht wahr?“<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Die beiden nickten mit ernster Miene. Sie wurden sich sicher nicht der Gefahr aussetzen Iva zu wiedersprechen, es reichte das Ben in Ivas Augen der Staatsfeind Nr.1 wahr. Da nahmen sie schon lieber Lucas Rache in kauf. <\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> Bevor das Computergenie auch nur irgendwas dazu sagen konnte, klatschte Ivas Hand an seine Stirn. „Oh jeh, du fühlst dich leicht erhitzt an. Ich bringe dich gleich zu Dr. Westphalen.“<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p> „Wirklich Iva, es geht mir gut. Ich bin auch nicht blass, das macht bloß das künstliche Licht.“<\/span><\/p> <\/span><\/p>
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"Mac wer?" Lucas sah das ganze vor sich prüfend an.
"Ach vergiss es! Das wahl vor deiner Zeit. Brauchst du vielleich eine Büroklammer? Das Kaugummi hast du ja bereits."
"Was soll ich denn bitte schön mit einer Büroklammer und einem Kaugummi?" Er sah den älteren verständnislos an.
"Okay, sorry. War ein alter TV Insinder."
"ich glaube so groß ist unser Problem gar nicht. Einer der Kontakte sitzt recht locker." Er zo sich das Hemnd aus und nahm es als Schutz für seine Hände.
"Ähm, ist das nicht gefährlich? DU kannst dir da sicherlich einen Stromschlag hohlen!"
Lucas schüttelte mit dem Kopf. "So wie das ganze hier aussieht eigentlich nicht. Das bitzelt nur ein bisschen an den Händen." Der Teenager fummelte etwas herum und aufeinmal ruckte es erneut.
"Hey, es hat geklappt!" Ben war am strahlen.
Lucas schloss die ABdeckung und stand auf.
Ben schlug ihm mit der Hand auf die Schulter. "Mensch Junge, ich glaube das ist der Beginn einer wunderbaren Freundschaft!"
Der Blondschopf sagte dazu gar nichts. Aber sein Vater würde bestimmt zufrieden sein. Mit einen Ltd. als Freund würde man betsimmt nicht in irgendwelche Schwierigkeiten geraten...
ENDE
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","comments":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/16744.html?view=comments#comments","category":"randy harrison"},{"guid":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/16529.html","pubDate":"Sat, 06 Apr 2013 10:13:18 GMT","title":"You Are My Man","author":"kiddoditto","link":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/16529.html","description":"![\"You_are_my_Man](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/kiddoditto\/18284837\/30557\/30557_600.jpg\" "\\"You_are_my_Man")
Title: You Are My Man
Author: kiddoditto
Beta: predec2
Summary: A little fic to the Bruno Mars Song \u201cWhen I Was Your Man\u201d
Timeline: after the end of season 5
Word Count: 1626
Disclaimer: I don\u2019t have any rights to Bruno Mars song or the TV show \u201cQueer as Folk\u201d or its characters. I am also not making any money with this story.
Autors Note: A big thank you goes to predec2 for the beta work and the beautiful banner. When I heard the song for the first time on the radio I thought this would be perfect for a fic. But I never read one. So I decided to write it myself :-)
Brian was taking his car keys out of his briefcase and opened the \u2018vette. Thank God for Friday. Today a client had really gotten on his nerves again. If there wasn\u2019t so much money involved he would have sent the woman somewhere else weeks ago. It felt like she was on a mission to annoy him.
He got into his car, pulled out his cell phone and pushed number one on his speed dial. It took quite some time till he heard the voice of his partner.
\u201cHi, are you on your way home?\u201d They had been living at Britin for nearly 5 years now.
\u201cYeah, just got out of Kinnetik. What took you so long to answer? I hope you weren\u2019t doing anything I wouldn\u2019t do,\u201d Brian said tongue in cheek as he started his car.
\u201cNo, I was just cleaning my brushes and didn\u2019t hear anything because of the water.\u201d New York hadn\u2019t worked out quite like everybody had hoped. Justin had been able to sell one of his paintings from time to time while he had been there, but not enough to make a living out of it. It had never mattered to Brian who paid for what in their relationship, anyway, but it had to Justin. So after a few long conversations they had agreed that Justin would work three days a week at Kinnetik and use the other time to stay at home and work in his studio.
\u201cDid you finish the piece for Emmett?\u201d Their friend\u2019s birthday was next week and he had kind of hinted that he would love a painting from his baby.
\u201cNo. But I only need to put one or two more hours into it. So I\u2019m sure I can take it to the framer on Monday.\u201d Brian could hear a few background noises that sounded like Justin was cleaning up in his studio. \u201cAt the moment I can\u2019t do anything more; I have to wait till the paint is dry.\u201d
\u201cOkay. Are you hungry?\u201d He made a turn into the next street.
\u201cYou really need to ask?\u201d A smile could be heard in his voice.
\u201cNot really, that\u2019s why I\u2019m calling. Should I get something from the diner?\u201d
\u201cNo, we just ate there Wednesday. But hey, this morning I found a takeout menu in our mailbox. You know from that cute little place we saw the last time we were in town, but it was closed that day? I thought I could order a few things to try out.\u201d
Brian nodded his head even though Justin couldn\u2019t see it. \u201cSounds good to me.\u201d He wouldn\u2019t call it a cute place; that thing had looked tacky to him\u2026 Sometimes he really wondered why a decor like that wouldn\u2019t make his partner flinch; after all, wasn\u2019t he the artist in their relationship? But nevertheless the menu that had been displayed in the window had really looked good. \u201cSee you later.\u201d
\u201cYeah, later.\u201d
Now that the conversation was finished he turned on the radio. The last lines of a Pink song had just ended and a Bruno Mars song began.
Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now
Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same
When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down
Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name
It all just sounds like oooooh\u2026
Mmm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party
Cause all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man
My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, ohh\u2026
And it haunts me every time I close my eyes
It all just sounds like oooooh\u2026
Mmm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party
Cause all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man
Although it hurts
I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Oh, I know I'm probably much too late
To try and apologize for my mistakes
But I just want you to know
I hope he buys you flowers
I hope he holds your hand
Give you all his hours
When he has the chance
Take you to every party
Cause I remember how much you loved to dance
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man
Do all the things I should have done
When I was your man
Brian had to swallow heavily. He normally wouldn\u2019t be touched by a song like this. But somehow\u2026 it had touched something deep inside him\u2026. This could have so easily been him.
He knew that his pride could easily get in his way. That he sometimes said things he shouldn\u2019t have\u2026 but mostly he regretted what he did not say. And what he still often couldn\u2019t say\u2026. Even after all these years.
Thank God that Justin mostly was able to read him. Sometimes he wondered what Justin saw in him; he could easily pick somebody else and have a relationship that was far more romantic and much less complicated. But fortunately when such doubts crept over him, Justin would do something to wipe them away.
Brian was still deep in thought when he caught something out of the corner of his eye. Making an impetuous decision, he quickly sought out a parking spot and pulled in.
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Justin was just paying the deliveryman when he saw the Corvette turning into the driveway. He immediately had to smile. \u201cThanks, the rest is for you.\u201d
\u201cThank you, Sir. Have a nice day.\u201d
\u201cYou, too.\u201d When the deliveryman, a teenager who looked barely old enough to drive, got back into his car, the blond turned away, left the door open and went into the kitchen. He was still putting out the plates when he heard Brian come up behind him. \u201cHey, you\u2019re just in time.\u201d He smiled and turned around. But what he saw made him catch his breath. Brian was holding a large bouquet in his hands, wrapped in green tissue paper. \u201cWhat happened?\u201d He asked, his face full of worry.
\u201cNothing. I just thought I should buy you flowers.\u201d Brian was looking kind of coy.
\u201cYou bought me flowers?\u201d The artist still wasn\u2019t convinced.
Brian looked at the flowers and then back at his lover. \u201cYes.\u201d
Justin put the plates down; his hands were kind of shaky. \u201cWhy?\u201d The blond sounded really unsure.
The ad man had expected a hug, kisses, or a thank you, but not an interrogation. But now when he thought a bit more about it\u2026 Justin had a good reason to be doubtful. \u201cJust because. Can\u2019t I just buy you flowers?\u201d
\u201cBut\u2026. You never bought me flowers. In all these years.\u201d Justin tried to keep his breath even and not jump to conclusions. \u201cYou would tell me if something has happened, right? This is not some kind of fucked up way to say I\u2019m sorry, is it? Please, tell me it isn\u2019t!\u201d
Brian groaned and shook his head. \u201cNo, I promise. Forget it, I never should have bought them. I knew it was a dumb idea.\u201d
Justin studied Brian closely as joy blossomed inside him; it really looked like he was telling the truth.
Brian walked over to the sink and opened the door underneath it. \u201cI should just throw them into the trash.\u201d
Justin rushed forward and made a quick grab to save them. \u201cNo, no. I want them!\u201d Now he looked at the flowers closely as he brought them up to his nose to inhale the intoxicating scent. \u201cThey\u2019re beautiful.\u201d Now that it appeared that Brian only wanted to be nice to him he smiled in pleasure. \u201cThank you.\u201d
His partner rubbed an invisible spot on his sleeve, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. \u201cYou know, I thought about the rings in our nightstand.\u201d He stopped his nervous motion to look over at his lover. \u201cThey\u2019re serving no good purpose there.\u201d He knew that his partner secretly took the rings out of the drawer quite often to admire them; the rings had been placed back in a different spot, and he had seen him looking at them from time to time from the doorway of their bedroom.
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He took a deep breath to steel himself, feeling awkward with what he was about to say, but knowing he wanted to say it nonetheless. \u201cWe should start wearing them. So that every dumb fucker who thinks he has a chance with you sees that you are my man.\u201d
Justin tried to keep his smile from overtaking his whole face but he wasn\u2019t totally successful. He knew that such an emotional statement like this was still hard to say for Brian, but he loved his man just the way he was. He had learned his lesson well long ago. So he counted to five in his head before he replied simply, \u201cOkay.\u201d He would do his happy dance later when he was alone.
\u201cGood. Glad that\u2019s settled, then.\u201d Brian looked inside the takeout bag. \u201cSo, what\u2019s for dinner, Sunshine?\u201d
The End
Written the 24th of March 2013
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Title: Queer A-Z Folk – Y is for (Do it) Yourself
Author: kiddoditto
Beta: predec2
Summary: part of the “Queer as Folk ABC”
Timeline: after the fifth season
Word Count: 797
Disclaimer: I don’t have any rights to the TV show “Queer as Folk” or its characters. I am also not making any money with this story.
Authors Note: A big thank you goes to predec2 for beta reading and Rory for the beautiful banner and to Snuggles for giving me the inspiration for this story (even if she properly already has forgotten this ;-))
Queer A-Z Folk – Y is for (Do it) Yourself
Brian looked skeptically at all the different pieces lying in front of him. What on earth had come over Justin when he had suggested buying a chest for Gus’s toys at IKEA?
The little twat had been so convincing and had given so many reasons for doing it that Brian had finally agreed just to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. And now was he ever regretting it!
Brian held two pieces next to each other. It looked like a perfect fit, and he only had to put them together with the special IKEA tool – or so the instructions had said. He initially had decided that Justin was right; building a children’s toy chest wasn’t as hard as it looked, and he was going to derive a sense of satisfaction out of building a piece for Gus’s room by himself, even if it was just something premade by IKEA.
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Twenty minutes later he was ready to throw the whole thing out the window. It didn’t matter which direction he turned it; nothing looked right or even had the same length.
He heard the front door open. “Justin, get your ass upstairs,” he hollered down the steps.
The blond artist winced. His partner sounded really pissed. Had he finally discovered that the movers had made a little mistake with one of Brian’s boxes of clothes, and it was now missing?
Justin had expected that the ad man would realize it immediately when they had put the clothes in the walk-in closet two days ago, but until now, that hadn’t been the case.
The blond hurried to put the groceries away and went upstairs. He found his partner in Gus’s future room and had to hide his smile when he saw what he was doing, or more accurately, trying to do.
Brian grumbled at the thing lying in front of him. “This sucks, but not in a positive, life-affirming way! I’ll never take your advice about shopping for furniture again.”
“Hey, I said we could do this together.” Justin got down on his knees and looked at the pieces.
“Like you know how to build a do-it-yourself toy chest.”
“No, not really. But I once saw Daphne putting one together, so this can’t be that difficult.”
Brian raised his eyebrows. “Ever seen a gay man shopping and actually buying at IKEA?”
Justin scratched his head. “Not sure. But now that you mentioned it… no.”
Brian nodded. “And there’s a good reason for that. IKEA is for straights or lesbians.”
Justin tried to separate two pieces that his partner had put together by the sweat of his brow. “But I think we can manage this. After all, didn’t you put Gus’s swing set together?”
Brian pursed his lips. “Not exactly; I said I gave the Munchers a hand.”
“See, so you know how to work tools,” said the blond artist, nodding as he tried to separate the pieces.
Brian smiled. This was something he just couldn’t let go. “Oh, there are a lot of tools that I can work like a pro. I could even give you a demonstration right now, but I’m no expert with a screwdriver.”
"Oh, I wouldn't say that."
"Yeah, maybe. But not THIS type of screwdriver." He turned serious again. “Giving them a hand means that Lindsay and I failed miserably, and Mel had to do it on her own.”
“Oh!” Justin smiled. “That is something I can picture clearly in my head.”
***
After getting everything separated, they took a closer look at the manual together.
Justin pointed at two planks of wood. “Is this piece A or piece B?”
Brian shrugged his shoulders. “How should I know? It looks exactly the same to me. You’re the one with the 1500 on his SATs, so you can decide.”
Justin bit his bottom lip. “I think this is piece A.”
“If you say so, dear.”
*******
Half an hour later, both of them were ready to concede defeat. Brian kicked it slightly with the tip of his right foot. “Piece of shit.”
Justin groaned exhaustedly. “There’s still a way to save it."
“And that would be?”
“Call Daphne or Emmett for help?” After all, if Emmett was able to change a flat tire, maybe he could also manage a do-it-yourself toy chest.
Brian raised an eyebrow. “Or we could save ourselves the humiliation and buy a pre-assembled toy chest from a high-end store.” The way he said it made it clear that was what he wanted to do.
Justin got up from his place on the floor. “Grab your keys, we're going shopping.”
THE END
Written May 7th, 2009<\/span>
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Title: Milk
Author: kiddoditto
Beta: predec2
Summary: Part of the Queer as Folk ABC
Timeline: Season 3
Word Count: 1127
Disclaimer: I don’t have any rights to the TV show “Queer as Folk” or its characters. I am also not making any money with this story.
Autors Note: A big thank you goes to predec2 for the beta work and galeandrandy for the banner.
Justin as an intern![\"Justin](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/kiddoditto\/18284837\/29119\/29119_900.jpg\" "\\"Justin")
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Brian when Justin was an intern![\"Brian](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/kiddoditto\/18284837\/29351\/29351_900.jpg\" "\\"Brian")
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Gus and little JR![\"Gus](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/kiddoditto\/18284837\/29537\/29537_900.jpg\" "\\"Gus")
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Prom Brian![\"Prom](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/kiddoditto\/18284837\/22346\/22346_900.jpg\" "\\"Prom")
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Prom Justin![\"Prom](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/kiddoditto\/18284837\/22651\/22651_900.jpg\" "\\"Prom")
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Prom Daphne![\"Prom](\"https:\/\/ic.pics.livejournal.com\/kiddoditto\/18284837\/22814\/22814_900.jpg\" "\\"Prom")
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","comments":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/15335.html?view=comments#comments","category":["art","queer as folk"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/14914.html","pubDate":"Wed, 31 Aug 2011 19:05:55 GMT","title":"Thank You Kachelofen","author":"kiddoditto","link":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/14914.html","description":"Dear ![](\"https:\/\/l-stat.livejournal.net\/img\/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&v=915\")
<\/a>kachelofen<\/b><\/a><\/span>,
thanks for the help with the poem translation :-)<\/b><\/span><\/a><\/span>
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Justin working in the Dinner<\/a>
Rage<\/a>
Ben at work<\/a>
Michael<\/a><\/a><\/p>
","comments":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/14760.html?view=comments#comments","category":["art","queer as folk"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/14435.html","pubDate":"Thu, 23 Dec 2010 16:55:17 GMT","title":"Thank You :-)","author":"kiddoditto","link":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/14435.html","description":"
A big "Thank You" goes to<\/a>eileen_donovan<\/b><\/a><\/span> for the cute Santa Bear. I just love this little guy :-). This is my first V-Gift I ever got :-)
happy holiday to you too.<\/a>
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http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=PPAvEy8nN6U<\/a><\/a>
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","comments":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/14180.html?view=comments#comments","category":["randy harrison","youtube","queer as folk"]},{"guid":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/13864.html","pubDate":"Sun, 26 Sep 2010 12:39:10 GMT","title":"Happy Birthday Yury \/ seaQuest fan fiction","author":"kiddoditto","link":"https:\/\/kiddoditto.livejournal.com\/13864.html","description":"<\/a>
Titel: Alarmstufe Rot
Autor: Kiddoditto
Staffel: 1
Disclaimer: Ich besitze keine Rechte an der Serie seaQuest DSV und verdiene kein Geld mit dem schreiben dieser Geschichte.
Information: Diese Geschichte ist ein Geschenk zu Yury’s Geburtstag. Also Yury, ich hoffe sie gefällt dir :-)