Gift #29

Jan. 2nd, 2017 04:25 pm
[identity profile] mander3-swish.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] qaf_giftxchnge
TO: [livejournal.com profile] sfscarlet
FROM: [livejournal.com profile] fansee
TITLE: A Pirate's Christmas: A Tail Told in Eight Drabbles
GIFT REQUEST: Fluff/schmooop, angst, hurt/comfort, humor Brian and Justin have an argument and Daphne and Jennifer have to serve as mediators to get them back together before the holidays
NOTE: I think I got the fluff/schmoop and (I hope) humor parts right, and Daphne is front and center: I hope that's enough for you to enjoy the parts where I went off track, [livejournal.com profile] sfscarlet

A Pirate's Christmas


December 23, 2:18 p.m.

Justin hurried out the rear entrance to the Liberty Diner, his shift over, then skidded to a stop. Something rustled in the dumpster next to the door. A rat? There was a yowl. No, a cat, a grey-ish cat, trapped in the nearly empty dumpster. Justin boosted himself up and hung over the side of the dumpster. “Here, kitty. Come on, I’ll get you out,” but the cat only moved as far from him as possible.

“Fuck you, kitty,” he mumbled to himself, “but I can’t leave you like this.” He pulled out his cell. “Daphne? I have a problem.”

December 23, 2:52 p.m.

Daphne jumped out of her car, stood next to Justin, and looked into the dumpster. The cat was busily tearing a piece of ham apart. “He’s starving,” Justin said.

“I see,” Daphne said. “Poor baby. What are you going to do when you get him out?”

“Turn him loose?”

Daphne snorted. “He was desperate for food or he wouldn’t have jumped in there.”

“Yeah, but what can I do?”

She looked thoughtful. “If it were up to me, I’d take him to a vet and get him checked out, see if he’s okay.”

“I could climb in and catch him.

December 23, 4:15 p.m.

“That went well, didn’t it?”

Daphne nodded. “Yep. What a nice guy that vet is! Offering to keep the cat overnight so you’ll get the results of his blood work when you pick him up tomorrow.”

“Not to mention cleaning him up. I didn’t realize until we wrestled him into Bambi’s pet carrier how strong a determined cat is, not to mention armed and dangerous.”

“Do you want me to come with you tomorrow?”

“Would you? Please?”

“After you pick him up, then what?”

“I’m not sure. Take him to the loft?”

Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“No.”

December 24, 3:48 p.m.

Justin slid open the loft door, and Daphne went in cautiously. “Brian’s not here,” she said.

“I’m not surprised. Today’s Kinnetik’s holiday party.” Justin put the small pet carrier on the floor and opened its door. A large, long-haired white cat came out and started exploring the loft.

“Pirate is the perfect name for him,” Daphne said, “with that brown and black patch over one eye. By the way, where did you get the cash to pay the vet, aside from the $100 I lent you?”

“That was the money I set aside for Brian’s Christmas present.”

“Uh-oh,” said Daphne.

December 24, 7:10 p.m.

Brian pushed the door to the loft shut and started struggling with the buttons on his overcoat.

“Merry Christmas,” Justin said and kissed him.

Brian pushed back on his shoulders and said, “Merry Christmas. What the fuck is that?” He was looking over Justin’s shoulder.

Justin turned and followed Brian’s finger. He was pointing to Pirate, sitting in the middle of the floor, licking his paw.

“Merry Christmas,” Justin said again. “That’s your Christmas present. His name is Pirate.”

“It’s a cat.”

“Right.”

“I don’t want a cat. I ‘specily don’t want a cat for Christmas.”

“You’re going to love him.”

December 24, 7:12 p.m.

“Don’t want to love a cat.”

“You will. You’ll see.”

“Won’t.”

The conversation had deteriorated. Justin changed the topic. “I finished trimming our tree. Doesn’t it look pretty?”

“Told you I didn’t want a tree.”

“I remember, but you agreed to a small tree, a table topper.”

“It will still shed needles, make a mess.”

“I’ll sweep them up.” Another change of topic was in order. “We’re supposed to stop in at Debbie’s tonight. Put your coat on and let’s getting going.”

“No. I’m staying home, having a drink in pieces of quiet.”

“Good. You and Pirate can make friends.”

December 24, 11:16 p.m.

The first thing Justin did when he got back to the loft was to look around for where Brian had passed out. He’d been pretty wasted when he got home. No, not sprawled on the bed, not passed out on the couch.

“Well, look who decided to come home.” Brian said. The comment seemed to be addressed to someone other than Justin.

Justin jerked his head around to the Eames chair and ottoman. Yes, Brian was upright and even sounded somewhat more sober. Sitting next to Brian’s feet on the ottoman was Pirate, looking comfortable. Justin’s eyes widened in shock.

December 24, 11:17 p.m.

“What the fuck!” Justin said, then corrected himself. “Uh…I’m glad to see you two are getting along.”

“I found out that we agree on several things.”

“Such as?”

“He likes barbequed ribs. He was very hungry.” Brian sounded accusing. “We also feel the same way about Christmas decorations.”

Justin swung around and looked for their tree. It took a moment before he found it on the floor, amid a rubble of broken ornaments.

“He pulled it down right after you left.”

“Fuck!”

Brian and Pirate looked at Justin with self-satisfied expressions on their faces. “Good cat,” Brian said to Pirate.

Date: 2017-01-02 10:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] techgirl-on-ij.livejournal.com
This was so great! Loved everything about it.

Date: 2017-01-03 07:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fansee.livejournal.com
Yay! FanSee

Date: 2017-01-03 01:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sfscarlet.livejournal.com
so fun- Although I do agree with Brian- don't like cats- I enjoyed the present and thank you for the gift.

Date: 2017-01-03 07:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fansee.livejournal.com
Had I known, I could have made the stray a dog! On the other hand, Brian has always reminded me of a cat...wanting to cuddle one moment, clawing you the next...so I thought they'd bond. FanSee

Date: 2017-01-04 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sfscarlet.livejournal.com
no worries- I enjoyed the present- stray dogs and cats will both tear down the tree- so I understand

Date: 2017-01-03 08:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bksbracelet.livejournal.com
Brian would love a cat that ruined the tree it makes him feel back in control lol

Date: 2017-01-04 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fansee.livejournal.com
Maybe the cat could do what he wanted to do himself! FanSee

Date: 2017-01-03 09:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wren-kt7oz.livejournal.com
I love the notion of Brian and the Pirate bonding over the trashing of the Christmas tree.

Poor Justin!

Something tells me this is just the beginning.

Date: 2017-01-04 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fansee.livejournal.com
Something tells me this is just the beginning.

Hmmm. I thought this was a one-off, but maybe.... FanSee

Date: 2017-01-03 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Did I tell you how much I LOVE your writing dear Fansee?
I love B/J with pats fics esp when Brian's the one who initially resent the idea of having a cat but ending up bonding with it ;)
I have to admit I kinda felt sorry for Justin when he came home from Christmas Eve at Debbie's though ;)
Thank you for sharing this charming festive tale my friend.
Oh and I'm sure it wasn't easy for you writing the Pirate part of the story but it's one way of coping with losing a part, isn't it?...
Hugs
V.

Date: 2017-01-04 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fansee.livejournal.com
I'm sure it wasn't easy for you writing the Pirate part of the story but it's one way of coping with losing a part, isn't it?

If anything, writing it was cathartic.

Razor was such a Boss Cat: he taught me so much about how cats get us to do what they want. FanSee

Date: 2017-01-03 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cuivresdesaxe.livejournal.com
You certainly got the humor! I loved Justin giving the cat to Brian as a Christmas gift, that was so clever!

Date: 2017-01-04 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fansee.livejournal.com
You certainly got the humor!

Yay! For me, writing humor is hard, harder, hardest...really difficult, even. Thank you so much! FanSee
Edited Date: 2017-01-04 02:28 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-01-04 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ta-wanda.livejournal.com
I'm still smiling. Love it.

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