the master of my sea
рек по Бостон Лигал) В основном про Брэда, плюс совершенно чудесные канонные Дэнни и Алан)
Sometimes a Cigar by Lyrastar
кусочек)
He picks up the phone and dials.
For once Denny doesn't answer with his names.
"Hello?"
Too late, Brad notices it's almost eleven o'clock.
"Denny?"
"Alan."
Alan? "Alan, is Denny there?"
"The adjoining pillow. Won't be a sec."
"Denny Crane."
"Denny. Brad Chase. I didn't wake you, did I?"
"No, not even sleepy. We just finished tying the knot."
"Tying the knot? With Alan?" Some things made more sense when he was getting drunk and passing out every night. "You wouldn't be pulling my leg?"
"Course not, man! It was my idea. I…I mean, Alan asked me to sleep with him, but I came up with the idea of us getting hitched."
In the background, Brad hears Alan snort.
"Well, Denny, I don't know what to say except congratulations, and I appreciate your trust in confiding in me. I'd send a gift, but I suppose you don't need another toaster." He tries for the weak joke to cover his confusion. He really thinks things were simpler during the Desert Storm when all you had to know to understand the world was that oil and America were good and everything else could take its chances.
И вообще кстате у этого автора несколько оч. качественных фиков по Бостон Лигалу)
Sometimes a Cigar by Lyrastar
кусочек)
He picks up the phone and dials.
For once Denny doesn't answer with his names.
"Hello?"
Too late, Brad notices it's almost eleven o'clock.
"Denny?"
"Alan."
Alan? "Alan, is Denny there?"
"The adjoining pillow. Won't be a sec."
"Denny Crane."
"Denny. Brad Chase. I didn't wake you, did I?"
"No, not even sleepy. We just finished tying the knot."
"Tying the knot? With Alan?" Some things made more sense when he was getting drunk and passing out every night. "You wouldn't be pulling my leg?"
"Course not, man! It was my idea. I…I mean, Alan asked me to sleep with him, but I came up with the idea of us getting hitched."
In the background, Brad hears Alan snort.
"Well, Denny, I don't know what to say except congratulations, and I appreciate your trust in confiding in me. I'd send a gift, but I suppose you don't need another toaster." He tries for the weak joke to cover his confusion. He really thinks things were simpler during the Desert Storm when all you had to know to understand the world was that oil and America were good and everything else could take its chances.
И вообще кстате у этого автора несколько оч. качественных фиков по Бостон Лигалу)
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18.02.2014 в 02:18-
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18.02.2014 в 02:28ыыы) ну можед соберусь как-нить с духом и переведу))
тем более што оно короткое))-
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18.02.2014 в 03:39-
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18.02.2014 в 21:44