A/N: Just for fun, I decided to use the Generators on the Queertet site (http://www.starlight-tales.com/Queertet/Generator.html) to suggest the pairing and inspiration for a fic.
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Pairing: Jesse Hall/Fulton Reed
Inspiration: A pixie / the TV show Boy Meets World / A vampire
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"Tricking and Treating" (a mighty ducks fanfic by SchizoAuthoress)
It was Halloween night, and Fulton Reed was in a very bad mood. Not only did he have a sprained ankle--that hurt, quite frankly, like a bitch--he was stuck in the house because of it on candy duty. So, here he was, a surly thirteen-year-old kid, dropping handfuls of minature candy bars into the bags of ridiculous-looking little kids and doing his level best to scare them away.
Was it just him, or did there seem to be an increase in goofy pirates, princesses, and gypsies? Not one of these kids were dressed up as something even remotely scary! He bared his teeth at a giggling girl dressed up as a pixie and watched in satisfaction as her eyes went very wide with fright; she backed away down the stairs without waiting for her angel-friend.
He smiled to himself as he shut the door after that, turning the TV back on. A Halloween episode of "Full House" was on; the stations too cheap to afford scary, Halloween-themed movies seemed to be having those kind of marathons on. He flipped the channel until he found the "Boy Meets World" marathon and settled back on the couch to eat all the mini-Mr. Goodbars.
The episode was halfway over when the doorbell rang again. Not bothering to turn off the TV this time, Fulton carefully got to his feet and picked up the bowl of candy. He opened the door to see most of his Ducks teammates on the front porch: Connie, Guy, Charlie, Averman, Peter, Karp, Jesse, Terry, and even Adam Banks.
"Hey, Fulty, where's your costume?" Peter, dressed as a very small werewolf, asked. Fulton sighed, but did not reply, and dumped a couple handfuls of candy into the boy's pillowcase.
Guy--forced by Connie to go as Peter Pan while she was dressed up as Wendy--asked, "Did you get in trouble or something?" Fulton shrugged.
"He-ey, Fulton..." Adam the Reaper said, waving his plastic scythe in front of Fulton's face. "You in there, man?"
"I hurt my ankle. The doctor says that I should avoid running and too much walking, so my mom said I couldn't go out tonight."
"Aww, that sucks, Fulton." Charlie, dressed as a zombie, sympathized.
"Well, I get first dibs on all the candy we have, so I guess it's okay."
Jesse spoke up. "Hey, I'll stay with you if you want." He turned to the others and said, "You can just swing by here again when you're done and pick me up."
Fulton smiled. "Sure, why not? It'll be fun."
~~To Be Continued...~~
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Pairing: Jesse Hall/Fulton Reed
Inspiration: A pixie / the TV show Boy Meets World / A vampire
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"Tricking and Treating" (a mighty ducks fanfic by SchizoAuthoress)
It was Halloween night, and Fulton Reed was in a very bad mood. Not only did he have a sprained ankle--that hurt, quite frankly, like a bitch--he was stuck in the house because of it on candy duty. So, here he was, a surly thirteen-year-old kid, dropping handfuls of minature candy bars into the bags of ridiculous-looking little kids and doing his level best to scare them away.
Was it just him, or did there seem to be an increase in goofy pirates, princesses, and gypsies? Not one of these kids were dressed up as something even remotely scary! He bared his teeth at a giggling girl dressed up as a pixie and watched in satisfaction as her eyes went very wide with fright; she backed away down the stairs without waiting for her angel-friend.
He smiled to himself as he shut the door after that, turning the TV back on. A Halloween episode of "Full House" was on; the stations too cheap to afford scary, Halloween-themed movies seemed to be having those kind of marathons on. He flipped the channel until he found the "Boy Meets World" marathon and settled back on the couch to eat all the mini-Mr. Goodbars.
The episode was halfway over when the doorbell rang again. Not bothering to turn off the TV this time, Fulton carefully got to his feet and picked up the bowl of candy. He opened the door to see most of his Ducks teammates on the front porch: Connie, Guy, Charlie, Averman, Peter, Karp, Jesse, Terry, and even Adam Banks.
"Hey, Fulty, where's your costume?" Peter, dressed as a very small werewolf, asked. Fulton sighed, but did not reply, and dumped a couple handfuls of candy into the boy's pillowcase.
Guy--forced by Connie to go as Peter Pan while she was dressed up as Wendy--asked, "Did you get in trouble or something?" Fulton shrugged.
"He-ey, Fulton..." Adam the Reaper said, waving his plastic scythe in front of Fulton's face. "You in there, man?"
"I hurt my ankle. The doctor says that I should avoid running and too much walking, so my mom said I couldn't go out tonight."
"Aww, that sucks, Fulton." Charlie, dressed as a zombie, sympathized.
"Well, I get first dibs on all the candy we have, so I guess it's okay."
Jesse spoke up. "Hey, I'll stay with you if you want." He turned to the others and said, "You can just swing by here again when you're done and pick me up."
Fulton smiled. "Sure, why not? It'll be fun."
~~To Be Continued...~~