92 fic - Outshone
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still_grrrTitle: Outshone
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deird1
Rating: G
Word Count: 270
Prompt: 092 (shadow)
Character: Andrew
Outshone
He’d lived his whole life in his brother’s shadow.
Tucker was better at sports. Tucker was better at chess. Tucker was better at demon summoning.
And although he’d had the idea of disrupting school events first, Tucker’s prom night debacle was the one everyone remembered, wasn’t it?
Even when they got to meet Jonathan Frakes (Commander William Riker in episode 34 of Voyager), he was so impressed with Tucker’s stupid Klingon translation of Macbeth that he completely forgot to sign Andrew’s security officer uniform.
It was completely unfair.
But now, he finally had something he could do, that Tucker couldn’t.
Something he was the expert at.
Something he could be known for.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t going very well today.
Andrew shifted in his chair nervously.
Herr Schmidt asked him something completely incomprehensible, and sat back, waiting expectantly for an answer.
Andrew looked down at his phrase book, and tried again.
“Deine… um… daughter… Tochter… yep… Deine Tochter ist einen… um… Slayer.”
No response except for a blank look.
This was getting him nowhere.
As Andrew riffled through his phrase book, trying to find a word that meant ‘incredibly-strong-warrior-women-who-can-fight-evil-bloodsucking-fiends’, the door opened, and a woman entered, carrying groceries.
Must be his wife. So – Serena’s mother.
He smiled politely. “Hi. I’m Andrew. Do you… um… speak English?”
She just stood there, looking puzzled.
Herr Schmidt held up his hand. “Entschuldigung Sie, bitte.”
The parents turned to each other and had a muttered conversation.
“Wer ist er?”
“Er heißt Andrew Wells.”
“Wer?”
“Andrew Wells.”
“Ah! Wells. Er ist Tuckers Bruder!”
“Tuckers Bruder? Ahhh…”
They looked at him with a new respect.
Andrew sighed.
Author:
deird1Rating: G
Word Count: 270
Prompt: 092 (shadow)
Character: Andrew
Outshone
He’d lived his whole life in his brother’s shadow.
Tucker was better at sports. Tucker was better at chess. Tucker was better at demon summoning.
And although he’d had the idea of disrupting school events first, Tucker’s prom night debacle was the one everyone remembered, wasn’t it?
Even when they got to meet Jonathan Frakes (Commander William Riker in episode 34 of Voyager), he was so impressed with Tucker’s stupid Klingon translation of Macbeth that he completely forgot to sign Andrew’s security officer uniform.
It was completely unfair.
But now, he finally had something he could do, that Tucker couldn’t.
Something he was the expert at.
Something he could be known for.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t going very well today.
Andrew shifted in his chair nervously.
Herr Schmidt asked him something completely incomprehensible, and sat back, waiting expectantly for an answer.
Andrew looked down at his phrase book, and tried again.
“Deine… um… daughter… Tochter… yep… Deine Tochter ist einen… um… Slayer.”
No response except for a blank look.
This was getting him nowhere.
As Andrew riffled through his phrase book, trying to find a word that meant ‘incredibly-strong-warrior-women-who-can-fight-evil-bloodsucking-fiends’, the door opened, and a woman entered, carrying groceries.
Must be his wife. So – Serena’s mother.
He smiled politely. “Hi. I’m Andrew. Do you… um… speak English?”
She just stood there, looking puzzled.
Herr Schmidt held up his hand. “Entschuldigung Sie, bitte.”
The parents turned to each other and had a muttered conversation.
“Wer ist er?”
“Er heißt Andrew Wells.”
“Wer?”
“Andrew Wells.”
“Ah! Wells. Er ist Tuckers Bruder!”
“Tuckers Bruder? Ahhh…”
They looked at him with a new respect.
Andrew sighed.
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Date: 2008-11-19 07:35 am (UTC)Andrew's life sucks....
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Date: 2008-11-19 12:21 pm (UTC)Oh poor Andrew!! That was funny!
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Date: 2008-11-19 01:41 pm (UTC)Great fic!
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Date: 2008-11-19 09:13 pm (UTC)(Someday, we're going to colonise space, and meet a strange alien lifeform. And when Andrew, in the initial scout party, walks up and introduces himself, the aliens will stare at him and look puzzled for a minute. Then, one of them will go "Ohh... You're Tucker's brother..." and smile...)
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Date: 2009-01-06 09:02 pm (UTC)(Andrew's one of my favourite characters, but I tend to steer clear of Andrew fic as well...)
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Date: 2009-01-06 02:36 pm (UTC)*snickers*
*applauds*
Beautiful vignette. Poor Andrew! *noogies him*
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Date: 2009-12-27 11:40 pm (UTC)Glad you liked this!