|10 Acts of Drama
||[Jan. 4th, 2014|12:20 pm]
|[||Tags|||||ayatsuri sakon, black books, blake's 7, buffy the vampire slayer, day 10, detective academy q, harry potter, lewis, lycoris, sarah jane adventures, thunderbirds, willard price's adventure series||]|
Title: Fights Downstairs
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Word Count: 263
Summary: Dawn listens to Buffy and their parents fighting.
Dawn huddled upstairs and tried not to hear the row.
It was difficult not to hear it. At first, it had just been that quiet sort of thing that was easy to ignore but now there was shouting. A lot of shouting. And Buffy was crying while she shouted. Dawn had given up trying not to hear now. She was just listening.
“It’s real! It’s true! Why don’t you believe me?!”
“Because it’s nonsense!” That was Dad and he sounded really mad, even though Buffy was crying. Sometimes they didn’t get as loud if Buffy cried.
“Hank, please!” That was Mom. “This isn’t helping! Buffy, you should go to your room, it’s late and we’re all tired. We can talk about what to do about this in the morning.”
“I can’t believe you don’t believe me,” Buffy said tearfully. “I thought you’d understand!”
She fled out of the living room and up the stairs. Dawn peeped uncertainly out through the door but if Buffy didn’t seem to see her. She shot into her room, slamming the door behind her. Dawn could hear their parents whispering now. When she went to the top of the stairs, she could hear them talking. Things about “acting out” and “doctor.”
Dawn crept back into her room and hid in her bed. Maybe when she woke up in the morning it would all be a dream or a play or something. Everything would be okay and Mom and Dad wouldn’t be fighting any more and Buffy wouldn’t be being so weird and it would just be okay.
Fandom: Ayatsuri Sakon
Word Count: 148
Summary: Kaoruko wonders if Sakon is ever nervous about performing.
“You ever get nervous any more?” Kaoruko asked, peering at the people who were gathering.
“Nope!” Ukon said brightly. “He’s got me right at his side to be amazing, what would he need to even worry about?”
“I was asking Sakon, not you!” Kaoruko said, although she had a feeling that sometimes, it was the same thing. “You are a puppet.”
“Puppets can feel nervous too,” Ukon grouched, folding his arms.
“Shush, Ukon,” Sakon murmured. He gave Kaoruko a small smile. “I am nervous sometimes, yes. It … it would be shaming to get it wrong. But I practise a lot with Ukon and we know what we’re doing. So it is easy to put it back and perform the way we should.”
He stepped out in front of the crowd and began his performance. Kaoruko settled back to watch, allowing a proud smile to cross her face.
Fandom: Detective Academy Q
Word Count: 100
Summary: Ryu has learned about emotion.
Ryu had been trained to identify emotional displays.
“It’s very important that you understand, Ryu-sama. People are slaves to their emotions, all the time. But often, people fake them. They need you to believe they are paralysed with grief or full of fear because they have something to hide. You have to be aware of all the little tricks that they will use.”
So he had learned to watch and judge what people did and what they said. Every dramatic gesture.
Btu somewhere along the line, he seemed to forget how to feel.
That wasn’t seen as important to Pluto.
Fandom: Sarah Jane Adventures
Word Count: 131
Summary: Sarah Jane tries to explain her actions. The boys aren't buying it.
Luke and Clyde were definitely still sulking.
“I’m very sorry,” Sarah Jane tried for at least the third time. “It was an alien life-form. I couldn’t just ignore it, could I?”
“It was harmless!” Clyde muttered.
“It was causing some problems,” Sarah Jane defended herself. “It just needed to have a bit of fun! It’s gone now!”
It probably wasn’t helping matters that Rani was still laughing in the corner.
“That was my leading role!” Clyde wailed. “You gave me leading role to a slug!”
“It wasn’t really a slug,” Sarah Jane said with a small sigh. “And it took human form well enough.”
“But it didn’t know the lines,” Luke said sadly. “I looked like an idiot. I can’t believe you did that to me, Mum.”
Sarah Jane gave up.
Title: Old Recordings
Word Count: 184
Summary: Jeff Tracy has a surprise for the boys ...
“Why is Dad grinning so much?” Alan muttered.
“I don’t know,” Gordon muttered back. “But he’s looking far too pleased with himself … he looks like me when I’ve had a brilliant idea. It can’t be good.”
Jeff Tracy was looking extremely smug and clutching what looked to be some sort of old recording in his hand.
“Look what I found, boys!”
He slotted it into the machine. Scott apparently worked out what it was very quickly and tried to sidle out of the room. Grandma was on hand to prevent his escape. She was wearing her “I’m-proud-of-my-grandchildren” face.
“It’s one of your plays!” Jeff said happily as the recording began.
Wails of horror echoed through the room. Virgil put his head in his hands.
“I thought we destroyed all the copies of those!”
“Never,” Jeff said. “I had them put in protective storage for happy family moments. Look, there’s Scott in his wig! I loved that wig, he always looked so sweet in it. I wonder what happened to it …?”
Scott had a feeling that he had burned it at some point.
Title: Lion Tamer
Fandom: Willard Price's Adventure Series
Word Count: 100
Summary: All Roger wanted was to be a lion tamer ...
When Roger’s school were putting on a talent show, he hopefully went to his parents and asked if he could borrow some of his father’s lions.
“I want to be a lion tamer!” he explained happily. “I’ve already picked out the best ones for the show and I’ll just make them do some simple jumping things and then we can take them back and I will definitely win!”
“You know,” Mrs Hunt said to her husband after Roger had been sent away. “Sometimes it might have been nice to have a child who just wanted to be in a play.”
Title: Easy Career
Fandom: Black Books
Word Count: 249
Summary: Bernard doesn't think acting can be as hard as all that.
“He was sooooo handsome,” Fran said dreamily. “Seriously Manny, you cannot imagine what it was like.”
“I bet it was amazing,” Manny said jealously. “Next time, you have to take me with you.”
“What are you two talking about?” Bernard said suspiciously, emerging from the protective space of his wine bottle.
“I told you,” Fran said, a little grumpily. “I have just seen Jeremy Daniels act and I got his autograph.”
“The actor, silly! From Green Grass, Blue Sky? That film Manny and I have been talking about for months? He was in a play and I went to see him.”
“Oh, actors,” Bernard said grumpily. “Who the hell likes actors anyway? Anybody can do what they do. It’s easy. Look, I can do Shakespeare right now.”
He stood up, brandished his wine bottle and bellowed “IS THIS A DAGGER I SEE BEFORE ME?!” He certainly had volume. Fran and Manny both blinked at each other and Manny rubbed his ears.
“It’s not as easy as it looks,” Fran said.
“Rubbish! It is the most easy career in a world full of piss-easy careers. I will show you.”
And that was how Bernard Black ended up joining the Amateur Dramatics Society. And how Bernard Black ended up getting expelled from the Amateur Dramatics Society a week later.
“I don’t know what the fuss was about,” he grouched.
“I can’t imagine,” Manny said, wondering sadly if any of his friends in the society would ever talk to him again.
Title: New Things
Word Count: 100
Summary: Hathaway suspects Lewis isn't having fun.
“You’re not enjoying it,” Hathaway said.
“No, no!” Lewis said very quickly. “I’m enjoying it! It’s … it’s very … interesting.”
Hathaway raised his eyebrow slightly. Lewis stared at him, trying to look like it was very interesting and that he wasn’t making it up at all.
“I liked the … fiery thing, that was good,” he said, nodding.
Hathaway’s eyebrow twitched. So did his mouth. He was clearly trying quite hard not to laugh. Lewis tried not to blush.
“I’ll … admit that it’s not quite my thing. But you know, it’s good to try new things!”
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word Count: 150
Summary: Luna is used to being picked on. Not so used to being defended.
Luna didn’t really know how it had happened.
Everything had seemed rather normal really. Some of the boys were making fun of her and pulling her hair. Daddy had always told her to ignore people doing things like that and she always tried only sometimes it was really much harder than she expected it to be and she just wished that they would all stop. But she did keep trying to do what Daddy had said.
Then suddenly there was some rather beautiful flashes and yelps and Ginny Weasley had her hands on her hips and was yelling “You leave her alone! Are you okay, Luna? Do you want me to teach you the Bat Bogey Hex? It makes idiots like that leave you alone.”
And she’d taken Luna off and taught her the curse and Luna wasn’t very good at it but she didn’t think that mattered at all.
Fandom: Blake's 7
Pairing: Avon/Anna Grant
Word Count: 593
Summary: Spoilers for Rumours of Death. Avon doesn't believe in displaying emotion.
Avon had always found it difficult to cope with obvious displays of emotion.
They were just so embarrassing and pointless and worse, you were then supposed to pretend that you cared about whatever they cared about. As Avon generally didn’t, he found that rather difficult to put up with. He was aware that this was the wrong reaction but as he had quickly come to the conclusion he didn’t particularly want people to like him, it didn’t seem much of a loss to refuse to join in with this nonsense. He didn’t see any reason to put on a mask of emotion just to interact with people. They could just put up with him.
When he tried to explain it to Anna, she laughed.
“What?” Avon demanded. “Why is that funny?”
“Oh, Avon.” She shook her head. “I have never met anybody more covered by a mask than you. Never displaying any emotions doesn’t mean you aren’t wearing a mask, it just means you’re wearing a totally different mask. You hide everything from everybody.”
Avon wasn’t sure what to say to that. He supposed it was true – Anna often said things that were true about him and didn’t seem to care when he found them annoying. Probably she was right about this too. He didn’t think it exactly mattered, only that it was … odd, when she was right about him so often.
“I’d rather show an emotionless mask than give up what I’m thinking all the time. Especially if it will mostly be an act anyway. I don’t see the need to lie.”
“It’s off-putting,” Anna said, shaking her head. “I never know what you’re thinking. Sometimes I wish you’d show me … something. It’s hard, working with a person who’s always hiding. I believe that you aren’t hiding anything that matters but it’s still disconcerting.”
Avon looked away.
“We should get back to work.”
“Oh Avon.” She sounded rather sad now. “All right.”
He wanted to show her. He wanted to show her that he cared, that he was feeling things for her that he’d never felt for anybody else, that more than anything he wanted to kiss her –
But they were supposed to be working together, it was beyond stupid to get involved when you were meant to be basically business partners and besides, if she didn’t feel the same, it would be uncomfortable for both of them. Best to stay hidden, best –
“There,” Anna said and touched his cheek with one finger. “You were feeling something then, weren’t you?”
“Yes. How did you know?”
“Your cheek twitched.” She smiled wryly. “Not that I know what you were feeling but at least I can tell when you’re actually having an emotion now. Progress, yes?”
And she laughed at herself rather than at him and her fingers were still on his cheek and before he could think, before he could remind himself of everything that he’d just thought, he had leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. And he tried to recoil instantly but her hand moved up to catch the back of his neck, hold him just a few centimetres from her lips.
“Avon. Was that real? Or an act?”
“Real,” he whispered and then they were kissing, frantic, desperate kissing and her mouth was so soft and Avon knew they wouldn’t be doing any work for some time and he was glad of it because he wanted to show Anna everything.
And it was years before he found out that probably, it had all just been an act.