FF: Over Here
Oct. 22nd, 2010 08:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quaggy Title: Over Here
Show: Life With Derek
Category: Drabble-ish
Rating: PG
Notes: This was inspired by the early chapters of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
unoriginal_liz's brilliant How Emily Davis Got Her Groove Back, back when I was wondering what happened to Casey. Liz did explain what was happening with Casey in a way that was much better than what I have here, but the idea stayed with me, until I finally decided to write it down.
I swear I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I mean, yeah, I saw Casey and Emily talking in the booth closest to us when we sat down, but it's not like I was the one who chose to sit at the counter. Ever since Ralph got his bartending licence, he's been insisting on sitting at the bar... even when there's no alcohol being served. Thing is... I would have sworn that Em saw the two of us sit down, but she kept getting louder and louder like she wanted us to hear. And trust me, this was not a conversation that was meant to be overheard. I tried my best to ignore them, but Emily made that really impossible.
"Seriously, give me one good reason why you aren't together?" she said so loudly, I think they could hear her in Hamilton.
"Emily, this... It's too weird for me!" Casey objected, more than a little freaked out. For once, we were in total agreement.
"Why?"
"Well," Casey said, as delicately as she could. "You and Derek used to date for one thing."
"Oh, please. For, like, a minute. It barely counts. I think we both just wanted to have a date for graduation. It wasn't even a relationship. It's was... convenient!"
"So maybe this was the same thing," Casey countered. She was barely keeping it together, but I'm not sure Emily noticed. And I totally gave up pretending I wasn't listening.
"Don't even try to give me that! He's miserable. YOU'RE miserable. You know what would fix that?!"
"Emily! PLEASE!" And Casey just crumpled. I nearly hopped up from my seat, but what could I do?
"Oh, Casey, sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset." She sounded sincere, but you never can tell with Emily.
"I know. It's just... I'm still not comfortable with what happened, " Casey sighed.
"What DID happen? One moment it looks like you and Derek might actually be on to something. And then... BAM! It's over! And I was still waiting for it start! I just want to know what went wrong." Yeah, you and me both, Emily. Maybe Casey will actually tell you.
"Mom found out, Em. That's what went wrong." Shit. I didn't know that.
"She didn't take it so well?"
"She took it the complete and opposite of well. Totally freaked."
"But why?" I have to admit I forgave Emily for everything in that moment because she sounded so perplexed. "I mean, Derek's Derek, but she knows he's a good guy deep down."
"Emily, I'm 19 and want to date my stepbrother. The law of averages say that we're in for some really uncomfortable family get-togethers after it all goes to hell."
"I think you two could handle it. And maybe you wouldn't break up at all."
"Yeah, I think that from where Mom was coming from that would have been worse. Then, I'd be 19 and wanting to throw my life away on my first serious, adult relationship."
"What did Derek say?" Emily asked and then narrowed her eyes when Casey didn't answer. "Case, you didn't just freeze Derek out without a word."
"What was I supposed to tell him? 'Hey, Derek, I really, really like you, but for the sake of my mom's peace of mind, do you think we can hold off actually hooking up until I can prove that I can stand on my own two feet as a productive member of society? I know that would normally take five or six years, at least. But, hey! You know me! Super Keener Extraordinaire! You'll probably only have to wait three or four.' Is that what I'm supposed to say?"
"Yes, that's exactly what you should say." It took me a second to realize that it wasn't Emily's voice that spoken. It was mine. (And that I had left my seat to stand right next to her too. I'm not sure when that happened.) Casey spun around in her seat to stare up at me and the look on her face... Oh, well. I didn't really need that last shred of pride, I guess. So I keep talking. "It's not like I was planning on doing much of anything for the next five years other than pining after you. I mean, after six you're on your own. You can't expect the ladies of the world to wait forever. It's not fair. But until then, I'm all yours."
"Der-rek!" Casey whined. Music to my ears. She smacked my shoulder when I smirked at her, but then she yanked me down into the booth next to her and wrapped her arms around me.
"Seriously, Case. You kind of ruined me for anyone else," I admitted. "I'm yours whether you want me or not. So, just accept you're stuck with me, okay?" Ralph (and Sam after Ralph tells him) will probably give me grief about being such a sap tomorrow, but I couldn't care less right now. I got my girlfriend back. Speaking of Ralph...
"Wow, Emily! That happened just like you said it would!"
"Shhh! Not so loud, Ralph!"
So this was a plot, huh? Remind me to thank them after I kick both their asses.
Show: Life With Derek
Category: Drabble-ish
Rating: PG
Notes: This was inspired by the early chapters of
unoriginal_liz's brilliant How Emily Davis Got Her Groove Back, back when I was wondering what happened to Casey. Liz did explain what was happening with Casey in a way that was much better than what I have here, but the idea stayed with me, until I finally decided to write it down.I swear I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I mean, yeah, I saw Casey and Emily talking in the booth closest to us when we sat down, but it's not like I was the one who chose to sit at the counter. Ever since Ralph got his bartending licence, he's been insisting on sitting at the bar... even when there's no alcohol being served. Thing is... I would have sworn that Em saw the two of us sit down, but she kept getting louder and louder like she wanted us to hear. And trust me, this was not a conversation that was meant to be overheard. I tried my best to ignore them, but Emily made that really impossible.
"Seriously, give me one good reason why you aren't together?" she said so loudly, I think they could hear her in Hamilton.
"Emily, this... It's too weird for me!" Casey objected, more than a little freaked out. For once, we were in total agreement.
"Why?"
"Well," Casey said, as delicately as she could. "You and Derek used to date for one thing."
"Oh, please. For, like, a minute. It barely counts. I think we both just wanted to have a date for graduation. It wasn't even a relationship. It's was... convenient!"
"So maybe this was the same thing," Casey countered. She was barely keeping it together, but I'm not sure Emily noticed. And I totally gave up pretending I wasn't listening.
"Don't even try to give me that! He's miserable. YOU'RE miserable. You know what would fix that?!"
"Emily! PLEASE!" And Casey just crumpled. I nearly hopped up from my seat, but what could I do?
"Oh, Casey, sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset." She sounded sincere, but you never can tell with Emily.
"I know. It's just... I'm still not comfortable with what happened, " Casey sighed.
"What DID happen? One moment it looks like you and Derek might actually be on to something. And then... BAM! It's over! And I was still waiting for it start! I just want to know what went wrong." Yeah, you and me both, Emily. Maybe Casey will actually tell you.
"Mom found out, Em. That's what went wrong." Shit. I didn't know that.
"She didn't take it so well?"
"She took it the complete and opposite of well. Totally freaked."
"But why?" I have to admit I forgave Emily for everything in that moment because she sounded so perplexed. "I mean, Derek's Derek, but she knows he's a good guy deep down."
"Emily, I'm 19 and want to date my stepbrother. The law of averages say that we're in for some really uncomfortable family get-togethers after it all goes to hell."
"I think you two could handle it. And maybe you wouldn't break up at all."
"Yeah, I think that from where Mom was coming from that would have been worse. Then, I'd be 19 and wanting to throw my life away on my first serious, adult relationship."
"What did Derek say?" Emily asked and then narrowed her eyes when Casey didn't answer. "Case, you didn't just freeze Derek out without a word."
"What was I supposed to tell him? 'Hey, Derek, I really, really like you, but for the sake of my mom's peace of mind, do you think we can hold off actually hooking up until I can prove that I can stand on my own two feet as a productive member of society? I know that would normally take five or six years, at least. But, hey! You know me! Super Keener Extraordinaire! You'll probably only have to wait three or four.' Is that what I'm supposed to say?"
"Yes, that's exactly what you should say." It took me a second to realize that it wasn't Emily's voice that spoken. It was mine. (And that I had left my seat to stand right next to her too. I'm not sure when that happened.) Casey spun around in her seat to stare up at me and the look on her face... Oh, well. I didn't really need that last shred of pride, I guess. So I keep talking. "It's not like I was planning on doing much of anything for the next five years other than pining after you. I mean, after six you're on your own. You can't expect the ladies of the world to wait forever. It's not fair. But until then, I'm all yours."
"Der-rek!" Casey whined. Music to my ears. She smacked my shoulder when I smirked at her, but then she yanked me down into the booth next to her and wrapped her arms around me.
"Seriously, Case. You kind of ruined me for anyone else," I admitted. "I'm yours whether you want me or not. So, just accept you're stuck with me, okay?" Ralph (and Sam after Ralph tells him) will probably give me grief about being such a sap tomorrow, but I couldn't care less right now. I got my girlfriend back. Speaking of Ralph...
"Wow, Emily! That happened just like you said it would!"
"Shhh! Not so loud, Ralph!"
So this was a plot, huh? Remind me to thank them after I kick both their asses.
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Date: 2010-10-25 09:23 pm (UTC)"It's not like I was planning on doing much of anything for the next five years other than pining after you. I mean, after six you're on your own. You can't expect the ladies of the world to wait forever. It's not fair. But until then, I'm all yours."
Ha! :) Now that's the way to make a declaration of affection :)
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Date: 2010-10-28 12:27 pm (UTC)And I love that Emily (and Ralph) get them back together :)
I was originally going to work Sheldon into this, but the I realized that this wasn't really set in the same world as HEDGEHOG, just inspired by it. Which meant I could use Ralph instead, who worked so much better. (Plus, I'm a little bit of a Ralph/Emily shipper.)
Now that's the way to make a declaration of affection
It seemed like a very Derek way to be sappy. :-D
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Date: 2010-10-28 09:46 pm (UTC)A world without shrimp! Well, Ralph is awesome, so it all works out :)
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Date: 2010-10-29 12:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-19 01:38 pm (UTC)I love the little plot and Emily IS totally awesome here -- that means a lot coming from me as I will NEVER forgive her for how the series ended!!!!
You know I am always tempted to write fan fiction for other fan fiction, (especially for those unfinished chapter fics just sitting around on fan fic net).
Great job here!!!!
Im really glad you made that guilt list so I know just exactly what to nag you about now. Makes my job a lot easier.
:) pheobe
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Date: 2010-11-20 05:58 am (UTC)Emily IS totally awesome here -- that means a lot coming from me as I will NEVER forgive her for how the series ended!!!!
Yes, I know how you feel about her!!! That you liked my Emily is high praise indeed! Thank you!
You know I am always tempted to write fan fiction for other fan fiction
This is only the second time I've written fanfic for fanfic. (I asked permission before, but this time around I figured Liz wouldn't care.) However, I've been known (especially in the West Wing fandom) to write fanfic, after reading something completely dumb and OOC. Sort of like anti-fanfic for fanfic.
Im really glad you made that guilt list so I know just exactly what to nag you about now. Makes my job a lot easier.
That works for me. Got any preferences on what I should try to finish first? :-)
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Date: 2011-01-04 02:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-14 04:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-19 06:08 am (UTC)'"Wow, Emily! That happened just like you said it would!" '
The idea of Emily as Puppetmaster and Ralph as assistant Puppetmaster is very happy-making.
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Date: 2011-01-20 04:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-20 06:06 am (UTC)I'm not sure if Sheldon, as devoid of filter as he can be, would blurt that out. He might get it halfway out and stop himself, but wouldn't spill the entire can of beans.
Anyway, Ralph is awesome. :)
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Date: 2011-01-20 02:15 pm (UTC)