Title: To Give Life a Shape
Rating: R, purely because Geoffrey's mouth is, you know, less than clean.
Pairings/Characters: Fraser/Thatcher, Geoffrey/Ellen (sorta), Oliver, Anna. Mostly, it is a Geoffrey story.
Word Count: 5,000
Summary: Fraser and Thatcher attend one of the New Burbage Festival's corporate workshops, where Geoffrey, because he finds them amusing, attempts to yank their chains by casting them in precisely the two roles they don't want to play. Awkwardness ensues, musings on life and art are pronounced, and all is well ended.
Notes: This takes place in a timewarped universe in which a day several weeks after "Red, White or Blue" coincides with one sometime around episode five of the first season of S&A (Darren is gone, but Claire is still around). The title is part of a quotation from The Rehearsal, by Jean Anouilh: "The object of art is to give life a shape."
Thanks: About a million of them to
rowdycamels, without whom this would be but a pale shadow of itself.
( 'How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?' she asked, completely deadpan. 'The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, and the place death, considering who thou art'—she didn't give the impression that she thought this was much of a problem—'if any of my kinsmen find thee here.' )
Rating: R, purely because Geoffrey's mouth is, you know, less than clean.
Pairings/Characters: Fraser/Thatcher, Geoffrey/Ellen (sorta), Oliver, Anna. Mostly, it is a Geoffrey story.
Word Count: 5,000
Summary: Fraser and Thatcher attend one of the New Burbage Festival's corporate workshops, where Geoffrey, because he finds them amusing, attempts to yank their chains by casting them in precisely the two roles they don't want to play. Awkwardness ensues, musings on life and art are pronounced, and all is well ended.
Notes: This takes place in a timewarped universe in which a day several weeks after "Red, White or Blue" coincides with one sometime around episode five of the first season of S&A (Darren is gone, but Claire is still around). The title is part of a quotation from The Rehearsal, by Jean Anouilh: "The object of art is to give life a shape."
Thanks: About a million of them to
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( 'How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?' she asked, completely deadpan. 'The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, and the place death, considering who thou art'—she didn't give the impression that she thought this was much of a problem—'if any of my kinsmen find thee here.' )