saturday night's all right for ... something

[schmerica]

Here is what I have accomplished today:

+ I wrote a little bit! Yay!

+ I did all my linguistics reading for the next week! I am ahead of the game! Even if it is only the first week of term, that is still awesome. Yay!

+ I have watched lots of Doctor Who. mayatawi showed me a few episodes when I was in Boston, and then I came home and downloaded the entirety of the Ninth Doctor. I'm currently almost through with 1x07 (The Longest Game) and I expect I will probably be watching many more episodes tonight. While I am never going to be fannish about this, wow, is this show incredibly enjoyable! Time travel! Space travel! Aliens! Zombies! Fun fun fun. I am totally not surprised at how everybody on my friends list was shipping Nine/Rose, considering they don't seem to do anything at all except flirt. Also, I find Rose's accent very pleasing. Lots of glottal stops. Awesome.

+ Here is part of an email I just sent to justbreathe80 about Ray Vecchio and Stella having babies:

Right now I am thinking about Stella and RayV's kids. Because I totally think they had them. There are two of them, and they are both girls, and they are probably about two years apart, and when they were little they were scrawny and awkward and all limbs like little colts and braces, but now they are teenagers, like 17 and 15 or something, and they are both tall and skinny and incredibly long straight dark hair and bright smiles and wear pretty clothes and they get up on their toes to give RayV a kiss on the cheek every night before bed.

Fraser would be the oldest one's godfather, of course, and in a strange twisted way he and RayK would be sort-of-kind-of uncles to them, but. You know. It's not like they would see kids more often than every large-amount-of-years. If they came and visited the Vecchios at this point the kids would be, like, real PEOPLE, what the hell? Not that Fraser wouldn't adapt quickly, once he realized they were a little old for the Barbies he whittled for them for gifts, because Fraser has a weird affinity for teenage girls, but, man, Ray would think they were creepy evil shiny clones he can't tell apart. Hee.

(HI I AM RANDOM. And also about to watch more Doctor Who. HI.)

Comments

[shoemaster.livejournal.com]

But what do the girls think of Ray and Fraser? Are they convinced that they're total freaks? Which is true, but you know, teenagers. Or do they adore them both? Or maybe just Fraser? The Ray convinced they're evil shiny clones thing intrigues me.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Awwww, they probably DO think they're freaks. I bet they're sort of tolerant of Fraser's freakiness, just like the Rays are at the beginning or like anybody is with their weird old relatives. But, oh, I bet they are weirded out by Ray, yeah. Imagine! Their mom's crazy ex; a guy their dad doesn't really like; their uncle Ben's boyfriend; loud and weird and goofy sense of humor and says things that sound stupid sometimes and doesn't seem ever comfortable around them at all. Aww, Ray.

[shoemaster.livejournal.com]

Poor Ray, you know he tried really hard the first time he met them. He likes kids, and these are Stella's kids, and they're not Stella's kids with him, but he's okay with that now. Really. But he probably scared them accidentally one time and it just made an impression, that combined with all the other stuff...they think he's weird. And now he thinks they're evil clones.

Now I'm having this image of Ray being the only one up when one of the girls comes in after curfew (but Stella trusts her daughters, and is making Vecchio pretend he trusts the boy) and a big awkward scene commences.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*giggles* I bet he did pretty well when they were like wee little babies -- because wee little babies are all basically blobs, and they're cute and easy and they all like him! But then, you know, the next time he saw them they had developed their own actual personalities instead of just being Cute Babies, and, yeah. He was scary! And seemed mean sometimes! And when he didn't seem mean he seemed weird! It would all be downhill from there.

If you write that scene I will BUY YOU A PONY.

[shoemaster.livejournal.com]

Oh Ray.

Uhm, do the Vecchio girls have names? Not that I'm considering this or anything.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

*giggles* I have not given them names, so you can call them whatever you want! For some reason I tend to think Stella would give them really white-bread names, though.

[etben.livejournal.com]

I LOVE YOU BOTH WITH A LOVE THAT IS PURE AND TRUE STOP

ALSO IT IS FAMILY FUN TIME, AND THEY WILL NOT LET ME HAVE ANY MORE CHAMPAGNE STOP SEND HELP OR HOOKERS STOP

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

You are stuck at family functions, and they cut off your ALCOHOL? That is so not right with the world, darling!

[etben.livejournal.com]

I finally dealt with it by just going to bed; the cousins took this as a sign that they should go be boring somewhere else. YAY?

And I don't actually speak quebecois french, so if I were to help you with your potential fanon, ACTUAL speakers of joual would mock me without mercy.

DUDE LET'S GO.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

WOOOOOOOOOT FANON.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Also I have decided we should make up fanon where Fraser's mommy was quebecois/native French speaker of some type. TOO BAD I DON'T KNOW ANYBODY WHO SPEAKS FRENCH OH WAIT.

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[shoemaster.livejournal.com]

Fraser’s asleep up in the guestroom, but Ray wants a beer, ice cream or maybe mashed potatoes. The inherent weirdness of staying with Stella, Vecchio and their girls for two weeks doesn’t prevent him from wandering around their house at one in the morning and rifling through their fridge.

Ray grins when he finds a quart of Rocky Road in the freezer. Stella still loves him a little bit, because she never liked marshmallows and almonds and this is a brand new container, so Ray dumps half of it into one of their fancy bowls before settling down at the kitchen table.

He’s communing with his dessert, but that doesn’t stop him from hearing the door open behind him and in a second he’s on his feet reaching for a holster he hasn’t warn in almost twenty years. The chair clattering almost covers up the yelp Amanda makes, and the boy behind her looks a little terrified.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of a weird old man jumping them in the kitchen? And yeah, now he remembers that she wasn’t at dinner, probably because she was out with this schmoe.

“What are you doing up?” she demands.

“I was hungry. Aren’t you late for your curfew?” Not that Ray was waiting for everyone else to go to sleep before he got up for exactly this reason or anything.

“Only a little.” God, he does not want to be doing this. He thinks there’s a very good reason that he’s not a father. “What do you care, you’re not my dad.”

Ray lets out a huff of air that could almost be called a laugh. “Believe me, I know. Maybe I should just go get Vecchio and let him deal with this.”

That actually puts a nervous look on her face, instead of that pissy superior look Stella didn’t have perfected until she was almost thirty but Amanda wears all the time. Her baby sister isn’t too bad at it, either. Ray’s glad they live five thousand miles away, because he doesn’t particularly like seeing the look that haunted the end of his marriage on girls that can barely drive.

“We just lost track of time, and once I realized I was late we drove straight back.”

“Uh huh.” Ray jabs a finger at her. “I may look like an old man to you, kid, but I was a teenager once. Don’t think I don’t know what you were doing.”

Her nose wrinkles up at that. She’s apparently made the connection between Ray and her mom as teenagers. He hopes that keeps her hormones in check next time.

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[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

1. MASHED POTATOES. Oh, Ray.

2. REACHING FOR HIS HOLSTER.

3. because he doesn’t particularly like seeing the look that haunted the end of his marriage on girls that can barely drive. Oh my god, yes yes YES.

4. She’s apparently made the connection between Ray and her mom as teenagers. He hopes that keeps her hormones in check next time. Ahahahaha, Ray is CRAFTY.

Hi, so I am basically in love with this in possible ways. I love it so much I am not even being annoying and going "and then what, and then what???"

Any details on what kind of pony you want?

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[shoemaster.livejournal.com]

I am not even being annoying and going "and then what, and then what??? well that's convenient because I have NO idea.

And yeah, I figure some of the weirdness stems from the 'I don't want to think about my parents having sex. Or my mom having sex with my godfather's husband' (because they are so married by 2015 or whenever this is) And really, Ray can't do anything about it except use it to his advantage.

APPALOOSA.

PONY.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

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[snarkyducky.livejournal.com]

bits like Stella still loves him a little bit and He’s communing with his dessert just made my day!
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