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Gah- I'm bored. I shouldn't be- I should be cleaning. But I still am bored. I'm also dealing with writer's block, because this Kara-Felix fic is HARD. I like how it's coming out, but writing Leoben is tough. I actually want to do something with Felix and Louis post-The Space Between Us, something where they DON'T fight, but I have no ideas. Actually, truth? I want to read something with Felix and Louis post-Space Between Us. Weird.

Anyone got short, ficlet sized prompts? Help me procrastinate Kara and Felix getting their hearts ripped out and stomped on? (Also, anyone up for betaing this one when I'm done? I think I want a beta for them.)

TV Meme: Day 13- Favorite childhood show

Hee. Time to embarrass myself. My favorite show when I was a kid?

Thundercats, ho!

Yes, this was my favorite. And I even liked WilyKit and WilyKat.

Okay, big confession here (although I think many of you have heard this before.) Way back, when I was a kid, long before I even knew what fanfiction was, I wrote it. I would write crossover plays, where the Thundercats met He-Man and the Smurfs, and my brother, my sister, my friends and I would read them into a cassette player and record them. (I seem to remember thinking I could do Cringer's voice from He-Man.) Thankfully, I think those tapes are all destroyed now, which is the only reason I confess this. But yes, those were my first fanfics.

The funny thing is this question does remind me of what my first ship was. I am 99% positive now that my first ship ever was Cheetara/Tygra. (Also, if they ever made the live action movie, for some reason I think Ewan McGregor should play Tygra, unless it would taint his career forever.) Of course, Cheetara was like, the token adult female, but still.

This concludes my "Embarrassing Secrets About Me" day :)

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***

Two Rounds

"So I went into the room, and what did I find but the cow!" Ellen's eyes were comically wide as Felix and Tigh laughed. "Well, really," she said. "What could I do? I asked him if he wanted any milk."

Felix laughed until his sides were sore. "If I'm not careful, I'm going to fall off the stool," he said.

"That's nothing," Ellen said. "Saul, tell him about the horse and the prostitute."

"I need another drink for that one," Tigh said. He looked at Felix's empty glass. "And so do you."

Felix didn't argue.

***

Three Rounds

"Do you remember," Felix began, "back before the Cylons hit, when Dee and Boomer took naked pictures of all the pilots?"

"I still think Skulls posed," Tigh laughed.

"Wait. I didn't hear about this!" Ellen protested. She turned to Tigh accusingly. "Why didn't I hear about this?"

"Good God, woman, do you think I was going to let you near a pile of pictures of naked young studs?"

"They were good pictures, too," Felix said wistfully. "Dee always had an eye for... art."

"Were you in there?" Tigh asked.

"Much to my great offense, no," Felix admitted. "They said I wasn't the right type."

"Well, they missed out," Ellen said consolingly, patting Felix on the arm. Tigh looked vaguely repulsed, but nodded anyway.

"Oh well," Felix sighed. "I think they just circulated them to girls anyway. Can I have another drink?"

***

Four Rounds

"Well, she managed to punch Wayback out," Tigh argued.

Felix sighed. "Amazing, isn't it, how so many Galactica stories feature Starbuck?"

"You two never got along much, did you?" Tigh asked.

Felix snorted. "Did you think we would?"

"No. You had a stick up your ass and she was a frak-up and proud of it."

Felix looked at the bar. The whorls in the wood were marred by the condensation rings from numerous glasses. "Was she like that on Earth?" he asked.

"Worse," Ellen admitted. "There were days that Saul and I thought we were the worst parents on Earth."

"We probably were," Tigh grunted.

"She was difficult," Ellen admitted. "Rebellious. She and Saul used to fight all the time. He hated the way she dressed. Like a hooker, I believe was the phrase."

"Let me guess," Felix drawled, "she told him that he would know."

"You always were a smart boy, Felix," Ellen said with a smirk. The smirk faded into a soft smile. "But they had their moments. Especially when the piano was involved." She nodded over to the corner.

"I saw you got Joe's piano," Felix said. "Do either of you play?"

"Only when I don't think too hard about it," Tigh said. "Guess I used to, but I still don't remember much of it."

"Too bad," Felix sighed wistfully.

"He can play when he gets drunk," Ellen said.

"Oh. Well, then. Should we have another?

***

Edited Date: 2010-05-29 05:08 am (UTC)

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Five Rounds

"So when," Ellen said, her voice sounding more salacious now and her words holding the slightest trace of a slur, "are you going to make an honest man out of Louis Hoshi?"

"No kidding," Tigh agreed. "We all thought you'd get married as soon as you could."

"I don't know," Felix admitted. "We said when the house got done."

"Well, kiddo, the house is done," Tigh said.

"It's only been done for two months."

"What's with the feet dragging?"

"Why not?"

"You need an order, Gaeta?"

"You going to give me one? Marry that man or I'll airlock you?"

"If it gets your ass in gear, I will. I can't imagine what either of you would be waiting for."

Ellen had been looking back and forth between them, like a cat watching a game of tennis. "Well," she said, when Felix picked up his glass instead of arguing, "it's nice to see you arguing for marriage for once, Saul. Makes a girl feel like you care, thinking it's a good thing."

"Yeah, well it would be for this bastard," Tigh said, gesturing at Felix. "Just because it was a bad idea for Kara doesn't mean it's a bad idea for everyone else. Gods, you two should have tied the knot ages ago."

"We had our reasons," Felix said primly, and extended his glass.

Ellen refilled it. "We all do, sweetie."

***

Six Rounds

"I should have been there."

"What?" Tigh's one-eyed gaze was looking blurrier, but Felix couldn't look at him. He just stared at the bar.

"I should have been there. I should have stopped them. Louis never should have had to go through that."

"Stop it right there," Tigh ordered. "There's no room in this life for that kind of talk, you got that? Because I was there, son. I was the first person who saw him after they raped him. And I couldn't stop it either. And if you don't think that doesn't haunt me..." he trailed off.

"But you're not the one in love with him," Felix protested.

"No. I was just his commanding officer. Besides, it's not like you were on vacation or something. If memory serves, you were on that damned Colony being tortured."

"I know." There was a tightness in Felix's chest that he'd thought the liquor would have chased away. "But I can't forget it, that maybe it could have been different."

"Yeah, well, it wasn't. Is this why you're dragging your feet?" Tigh demanded. Felix didn't answer. "Well, frak that. Never took you for a coward, Gaeta."

"Sure you did," Felix said sulkily.

"No. Agreed with Starbuck about you having a stick up your ass, thought you were a boot-licker and a brown-noser, thought you were a collaborator, but not a coward. You don't go through with marrying this man because you're afraid of what's going to happen to either of you, then you're the worst kind of coward there is."

Felix looked down, his eyes burning.

"Look, son," Tigh said, leaning in. "I'm not any good at this, but I can say that you know what's going to make you happy, and you can't just throw it away because it might break some day. You got it? I know. I did it once."

I killed Ellen. He didn't say the words, but all three of them felt them. Felix looked up and nodded.

Ellen cleared her throat. "When you finally do get married, you be sure to tell us," she said. "Because you think you're drunk now, we're going to really drink then. Speaking of which...."

***

Seven Rounds

Then you want me to compromise
To sell out my dreams, you say you'll make it worth while
Oh, boys, will you drink to me now?
Here on the hill, halfway up, halfway down.
Oh, boys, will you drink to me now?
Here on the hill, halfway up, halfway down...

The bar resonated with the thundering piano and three boisterous voices.

"Come on," Felix urged as the music died away. "You must know The Hedgehog Can't be Buggered."

"Can't say I've ever heard of it," Tigh admitted from his seat on the piano.

Ellen grinned evilly. "But I'll bet I can make up some words."

***

Edited Date: 2010-05-29 05:09 am (UTC)

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Eight Rounds

"Sit," Tigh ordered Felix. Felix obeyed, if nothing else because he was going to fall over. "All right," Tigh said. He pointed to a key in front of Felix. "This is a C. You got that?"

"C. Got it, sir."

"Pinky there. And then hands go like this. See?"

"Yes, sir. C?"

"No, see."

"That's what I said. C."

"No, not the note C, "see" like with your eyes."

"Aye, sir."

"Gaeta, shut the frak up and let me teach you the piano, will you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Now this is the C."

***

Nine Rounds

The Tighs had gotten a real toilet. Felix gripped the porcelain, hoping that he was done.

Nope.

"Oh, Felix," Ellen sighed. "Guess I'd better get you some water, and some bread. I think you're going to have one hell of a hangover."

***

Ten Rounds

The settlement was quiet. Here and there there were lights, but for the most part, it was dark. Tigh guided the flashlight unsteadily.

"Thanks for walking me home," Felix said, leaning heavily on Tigh's arm. "I'm not sure I could do it alone."

"A sure sign you're drunk," Tigh muttered. "Didn't think I'd ever hear that confession from you."

"Yeah, well." Felix had to concentrate more on keeping his balance on the prosthetic. "Will you get back home okay?"

"Sure, because I'm going to sleep on your couch tonight, and you're going to give me breakfast before I leave."

"Yes, sir."

"Would you stop that?"

"Yes, sir." Felix grinned into the darkness. But the grin faded fast. Already, his head was starting to pound. But they were by the stream now, the one that led out to the banks where their house stood on the same side as the Zareks', across from Sarah and Jesse and Todd and Jim. Felix felt like he was going home.

But of course, he was.

"I was serious, you know," Tigh said suddenly.

"About what?"

"If you want to learn the piano. I'll try to teach you. You obviously understand music."

Felix thought about it. "Yeah. All right."

"Good. And you can teach me physics."

"Sir?" In his drunken shock, the address was automatic.

He saw Tigh grin in the faint light. "Apparently I was one hell of a scientist," he said. "But try as I can, I can't remember that at all. Maybe bringing back some of the science will bring back some of the memories."

"We can try," Felix agreed.

The light was still on in the window of the small cabin that was now home. Louis was probably in bed, Felix realized, but the light made him smile all the same. They made it to the door, and Felix fumbled for his key.

"Nice place you've made," Tigh said when Felix opened the door.

"Thanks." It was smaller than a lot of places, but Felix hadn't realized how much they'd succeeded in making it cozy and comfortable until he saw it through Tigh's eyes. "The couch thing there is pretty comfortable," he said, pointing. "And our bathroom is through there."

"Great. Go sleep. I can take care of myself."

"All right. There's a cup in the cupboard if you want some water."

"Thanks, Gaeta. Have a good night."

"You, too. And Colonel? Thanks for everything tonight."

"Yeah, well, take it seriously. I meant everything I said."

"I know."

"And stop calling me Colonel, sir, or anything else but Saul or Tigh. Got it?"

"Yes, sir," Felix said, and barely evaded the smack upside the head Tigh sent in his direction. He made his way out of the living area and back through the doorway to the bedroom.

Louis was stretched out under the covers on the big rush-filled mattress that made their bed, sound asleep, his back wedged firmly against the wall. He only stirred when Felix finally slipped into bed beside him.

"Hey, baby," he murmured sleepily. "You home?"

"I'm home," Felix said, sliding over and kissing Louis on the cheek. "Have a good night?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah. Hey, Louis?"

"Yeah?"

"We need to talk in the morning."

Louis opened his eyes more fully. "Something wrong?"

"Yeah. We're not married yet."

"Oh." A smile tugged on Louis's lips, and as Felix slid closer he slipped his arm around his waist. "Yeah. We have to talk in the morning."

"Good. Good night. Love you."

"Yeah. Love you, too."

Felix passed out.

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Aww, I love this universe so much :) So fitting for the Tighs to own a bar and I love that Saul and Gaeta were able to reconcile and get to an almost father/son relationship Ellen had alluded to. It makes me really happy :)

You know, I hadn't thought that Felix might feel guilty about not being able to stop Louis from being raped. But it's so like him to and in a way it makes me even more annoyed with what he said to Louis in Battles Still Unfought. I'm glad Tigh was able to give him a bit of a kick in the ass.

Now I'm imagining Felix, Saul and Ellen getting trashed at Felix and Louis' wedding reception XD

Oh and I liked the little detail of Felix still calling Tigh "sir". I imagine he did the same on New Caprica.

And the ending was wonderful. So glad they've managed to find stability now especially after what they've been through. They deserve each other.

Thank you so much for this!

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Thanks so much! I am loving writing Atlantis fics. Except I had to remember that Hoshi couldn't be playing pyramid with Helo :( But so many happy endings.

But it's so like him to and in a way it makes me even more annoyed with what he said to Louis in Battles Still Unfought.

Oh, poor boys. They really had some rough times. However, don't think Louis was always some saint who never said nasty shit either. That ficlet was a fight that Felix instigated, but I'm betting money Louis did the same at other times. He's definitely got his bitchy side, and while the good far outweighed the bad, they had a rough ride of it for a while. But yeah, as they healed (and got a buttload of therapy- "The House That Tom Built" actually has a section with Tom and Louis going to a Sexual Assault Survivors therapy group together), they found stability and things just got better and better, until they died old and happy. :)

Now I'm imagining Felix, Saul and Ellen getting trashed at Felix and Louis' wedding reception XD

Heee. I've been debating if they were at the wedding! I'm not sure. The wedding was very, very small (also in "The House That Tom Built"), with Tom and Racetrack, Sarah and Jesse, and Todd and Jim all there. I'm debating about Anders, since they were working with him at the time and I sort of like the idea of Anders being there. But they wanted it incredibly small and informal, although I do know that afterward they went to the Tighs' and everyone knew they were getting married and there was some kind of party there anyway.

Hmmm. I think I need a name for the Tighs' bar :)

Thanks so much for the prompt, and I'm glad you enjoyed it!

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but I'm betting money Louis did the same at other times.

Oh I've no doubt. And I suspect Louis probably felt the same guilt over not being able to help Felix.*sigh* Those boys and their angst sometimes but I really like that they stuck it out. Makes me especially happy :)

Hmmm. I think I need a name for the Tighs' bar :)
I want to suggest Dionysus but that sounds a bit too...high scale for the Tighs if that makes sense. I picture them owning something like a typical Irish drinking pub XD

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That's funny- that's exactly what I picture them owning, too! I'm guessing the bar would be named after someone or something, maybe The Blackbird, which also sort of honors Laura, or The Bucket. (Actually, I can really see "The Bucket". I don't know how Ellen would like that, but that was definitely Saul's suggestion.)