Chapter Title: "It's a Kind of Insanity"
Chapter Genre: Humour
Chapter Rating: PG for "gross"
Chapter Notes: Walter displays disbelief to Astrid.
Takes Place: during "The Cure"
Song: "I'm a Member of Red Sox Nation" by Rob Crawford
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Fringe. Surprised? ;)
"I'm a member of Red Sox Nation, it's a kind of a family
Wherever I roam, my Fenway home, that's where I long to be
I'm a member of Red Sox Nation, it's a kind of insanity
Yeah, I'll live and die, with Red Sox pride, for eternity"
"Red Sox. The Red Sox," Walter repeated, utterly baffled, his soupspoon paused midway to his mouth.
The girl, whom was wearing what he assumed was her favourite aubergine sweater, looked up from the file photos they were supposed to be studying. "What about them, Doctor?"
He held up the day's paper, spilling the spoon of potato chowder in his lap. "The Red Soxs have failed to make the series."
She nodded and returned her attention the file they were reading. "Yeah, I saw it in the papers."
"Never did I think I would see the day that people honestly expected them to make the Series. It's the Red Soxs." He smiled at the bowl in front of him. "My, this soup is good. Want some?" he asked, offering a spoonful in her direction.
"No, thanks. The photos have made me lose my appetite."
"I agree. They make me a little nauseous, too. Like the Red Soxs were a viable team in the first place," he scoffed, tossing the paper to the floor.
She raised her eyebrows and pointed to the photographs on the table. "I was talking about these ones."
"Oh." Why on earth would those pictures bother her? All that they showed were dead bodies cooked by radiation. He offered the spoon once more. "Want some?"
A/N: The Red Sox won in 2004, so obviously he either thinks that it didn't count or he didn't know about it. Silly Walter.
Random Fringe Prediction: Broyles is going to do something that Olivia feels like is selling her or the gang out.