A/N: Short AU meme: requested by anonymous.
Also, can anyone guess what movie Jane is watching in this story?
'Why don't more people talk about this movie?'
It's a simple, lazy thing Jane types up on her blog in the middle of her bi-monthly day off Her channel surfing has finally borne fruit in the form of a favorite 1980s comedy that no one else seems to know about. That's a damn shame, because this is one of Jane's favorite movies, and she caught it right at the beginning too, right at Danny DeVito's opening scene with his mistress.
Nobody follows her blog anyway, except for Darcy and a few science geeks who like her astrophysics posts. She doesn't even bother to tag what movie she's talking about. Not like anyone is going to care.
A little notification pops up a minute later. Darcy reblogged her new post. Curious, Jane clicks on Darcy's blog to see if she said anything. Her movie is about at the scene with the main couple (Jane never remembers the names of the actors) discussing their ill-conceived kidnapping plot. Darcy has only written in the tags.
'omg i know!'
Jane's eyebrows shoot up.
'i totally love Hamlet 2!'
Annnnd there it is.
'so underrated'
Right.
She probably should've just tagged it.
Jane shuts her laptop down to finish her movie. Unfortunately, this channel has commercials, and one comes on right before her favorite part where they pretend to torture Bette Midler. On a whim, she goes back to her laptop. Maybe Darcy found one of her many friends to discuss movies she likes with.
To her surprise, her post does have a few more notes. Two people Jane doesn't know have liked it, most likely from Darcy's blog. One other person has reblogged with comments. Jane clicks it mindlessly, without checking the url first to see if this is someone she's familiar with. She only sees that he's reblogged it from Darcy and not from her.
Probably just another one of her friends.
'I doubt Jane is talking about that one, Darcy. It doesn't seem the type for her.'
Or maybe not.
Jane looks at the url. The name 'letmeruleyou' is either a really obvious and uncreative Labyrinth reference or just plain pretentious, but it does ring a bell for Jane. A quick perusal of her fifty something followers confirms that he or she is one of them. Going to their page tells her that it's run by a guy named Loki, but nothing else (Jane thanks the lord that he doesn't identify as 'overlordgender'). He doesn't even have any pictures, but then again, neither does she, so who is she to talk?
The movie is back on, but now Jane feels like playing around a bit. An impromptu live-blog of the final twenty minutes commences.
'Bill Pullman is definitely stupid in this.' she writes.
Again, she doesn't tag, except to add 'I would shoot him'.
Her new friend likes her post, but that's it.
She proceeds to talk a little more about the movie, up to the part where the main characters run happily off into the sunset on the beach. Then she hums along to the Billy Joel song that plays over the credits and prepares to shut down for the night and get some sleep.
She stops at the last second to follow her new friend's blog, and then checks her email once more before going back to her blog page to log out for the night.
She has a new message in her ask. She blinks her eyes, but doesn't think much of it. She'll get an ask now and then from some high school student who needs help with homework or a new person she's followed thanking her for it.
She fully expects the latter, but wouldn't balk at the former either (she'd just save it for tomorrow). What she does find, she has to read twice to comprehend.
'If you want to follow me, you should know that I'm greedy forever and ever.'
It's from letmeruleyou, but it's such an odd thing to say that Jane wonders if he meant it for someone else and will be sending a follow up message to apologize for the mistake any second.
Music filters through her TV speakers now. Familiar music. Music she only just heard about two hours ago.
It hadn't occurred to her that the movie would be a back to back showing, but the theme song is playing again over the animated credits, and now Jane understand perfectly.
Snickering to herself, she types up a response:
'That's fine. I'm greedy and ever so clever.'
She hits post, and though her eyes are getting heavy, she waits around to see if he has anything else to say (if he tries to start one of those song lyric comment chains, she's going to be here all night).
'I hope so,' is his answer.
Now there's something she didn't expect. It's also something that gives her a very slight feeling of foreboding, but that might just be something she ate.
She's by now too tired to even walk across the hall to her bed, so she gives his answer a like and logs off. Maybe tomorrow she'll message him again.
Jane pulls her feet off the floor- the couch is more comfy than her bed anyway- and listens to Bette Midler threaten her kidnappers that her husband will 'explode' when he finds out about this. She's asleep before they cut to Danny DeVito popping open the wine bottle to celebrate his wife's demise.
