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Title: Flue Blues
Author: avg_62
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: 96K
Why I'm reccing this fic: Ray has the flu and has to stay at home for 2 weeks and Fraser takes care of him. Needless to say, Ray doesn't take it well being stuck in the apartment. I love the ease of their relationship in this fic, while they still are very much themselves. The little projects Ray comes up with to relieve his boredom are just hillarious as is Fraser's reaction to them.
The soup is ready and as I turn to call Ray, I see him lurching to the table. I don't think he can smell the soup in his condition, but I believe that someone who eats as infrequently as Ray does has probably developed a sixth sense regarding the availability of prepared food.
He smiles up at me as I place a bowl of soup in front of him. I can't help but smile back and I'm once again struck by how young he looks when he's ill. It takes all my self control not to reach out and ruffle his hair, but I'm wary of his mercurial moods, now exacerbated by illness.
Next on the table are three boxes of cracker fish and a glass of milk.
Ray eyes the boxes carefully - no doubt debating which flavor goes best with chicken noodle soup - and finally chooses parmesan as the fish cracker du jour.
"Hey, Frase," Ray calls out as I return from the kitchen with my own soup.
"Yes, Ray?"
"Have you ever seen an Esther Williams film?"
"Yes, I have, I believe we were living in Yellowknife at the time..."
"Well, watch this!" Ray interrupts. He takes a fish cracker, balances it on his spoon and then drops the fish into his soup from approximately 20 centimeters above his bowl. The cracker disappears into the soup briefly and then surfaces.
"Ta Daa!"
"Impressive, Ray."
"Thank you, Fraser, although to do it right, I'd need a ring of fire on the top of the soup...hey, we don't have any lighter fluid, do we?"
I shudder mentally at the thought of having to explain to fire investigators just how the apartment building burned down. "No, Ray, we don't. Besides, I think it would leave a bad taste in the soup, even after it burns off."
"Oh." Ray proceeds to launch a dozen more Esther Williams impersonators into his soup and then settles down to eat.
Flu Blues
Author: avg_62
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: 96K
Why I'm reccing this fic: Ray has the flu and has to stay at home for 2 weeks and Fraser takes care of him. Needless to say, Ray doesn't take it well being stuck in the apartment. I love the ease of their relationship in this fic, while they still are very much themselves. The little projects Ray comes up with to relieve his boredom are just hillarious as is Fraser's reaction to them.
The soup is ready and as I turn to call Ray, I see him lurching to the table. I don't think he can smell the soup in his condition, but I believe that someone who eats as infrequently as Ray does has probably developed a sixth sense regarding the availability of prepared food.
He smiles up at me as I place a bowl of soup in front of him. I can't help but smile back and I'm once again struck by how young he looks when he's ill. It takes all my self control not to reach out and ruffle his hair, but I'm wary of his mercurial moods, now exacerbated by illness.
Next on the table are three boxes of cracker fish and a glass of milk.
Ray eyes the boxes carefully - no doubt debating which flavor goes best with chicken noodle soup - and finally chooses parmesan as the fish cracker du jour.
"Hey, Frase," Ray calls out as I return from the kitchen with my own soup.
"Yes, Ray?"
"Have you ever seen an Esther Williams film?"
"Yes, I have, I believe we were living in Yellowknife at the time..."
"Well, watch this!" Ray interrupts. He takes a fish cracker, balances it on his spoon and then drops the fish into his soup from approximately 20 centimeters above his bowl. The cracker disappears into the soup briefly and then surfaces.
"Ta Daa!"
"Impressive, Ray."
"Thank you, Fraser, although to do it right, I'd need a ring of fire on the top of the soup...hey, we don't have any lighter fluid, do we?"
I shudder mentally at the thought of having to explain to fire investigators just how the apartment building burned down. "No, Ray, we don't. Besides, I think it would leave a bad taste in the soup, even after it burns off."
"Oh." Ray proceeds to launch a dozen more Esther Williams impersonators into his soup and then settles down to eat.
Flu Blues
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Amazing--a flu story that can actually enhance the health of the reader (because laughter is good for what ails you!).
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I'm glad you enjoyed......there can't be enough laughter, but sorry that it made your sides hurt. *g*
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