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6th-Oct-2007 12:19 am
plz, bitch
This is more Ad Majorem Gloria. I hope you remember the last one...

Title: Ad Majorem Gloria: Nicholas/Danny
Fandom: Hot Fuzz
Character/s: General (Nicholas/Danny)
Prompt: 79.No Return
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
A/N: An alternate look at the red-lit scene before Nicholas drives out of Sandford.

Nicholas sighs against Danny’s cheek, tasting tears.
“Kiss me…one last time.”
Danny knows these tears aren’t his alone.
Nicholas swallows a crushing sob, desperate to keep breathing.
Danny winces, Nicholas’s words a twisting knife in his side.
“Because I…I don’t love you.”
Nicholas can feel the lie strike him a resounding blow.
“Don’t give me that.”
Danny can hear his father’s voice in his ear.
“S’fer the greater good, Nicholas.”
Nicholas steps back, shaking his head, confused, hurt, angry, betrayed.
He turns and walks out of Danny’s life, for good.
Danny turns and walks back into his own.

Title: Ad Majorem Gloria: Andrew/Andy
Fandom: Hot Fuzz
Character/s: General (Andrew/Andy)
Prompt: 39.Frozen
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG

Andy stands just behind Andrew, holding his breath.
“What’re you doing?”
Andrew turns and glares at Andy, not in anger, never in anger.
Andy never knows what to say when Andrew catches him staring.
“S’that why your eyes are fallin’ out a’your head?”
Andrew snickers at Andy’s expense, making him blush.
Andy chews his words to death, making Andrew scoff.
“What kinda English is that?”
“I was watching you.”
“…Oh. Well-”
“Why don’t you lo-”
“You’re not my type, Andy.”
“Well, you’re mine-”
“No, I’m not.”
Andrew sighs as Andy keeps watching, waiting, hoping, both of them frozen.
7th-Oct-2007 04:47 am (UTC)
... Ouch. That first one hurt.

(Um. That's meant to be a compliment, really. :> )
7th-Oct-2007 05:00 am (UTC)
Thank youuuu <3
7th-Oct-2007 04:34 pm (UTC)
;____; that first one stabbed me like Danny with fake catsup (if that makes any sense)
8th-Oct-2007 08:55 am (UTC)
The second one was just so... uh, the Andes are both just so angstfully repressed.
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