Fic: Brand New Start
Dec. 24th, 2014 09:56 pmTitle: Brand New Start
Fandom: The Musketeers
Pairing/Characters: Athos/Constance/d'Artagnan, Aramis, Porthos, Ninon
Summary: Modern AU: Constance always has trouble with the holidays. This year may or may not be worse than usual.
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium (9,021 words)
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: My Christmas offering. This was originally conceived as kind of an office AU, which was a silly idea for me to have because- as is undoubtedly apparent- I know very little about working in an office. I fiddled with it a bit and as a result the characters work… somewhere, doing… something, and are frighteningly unprofessional about it. Title from "Drunken Angel" by Thea Gilmore, from her holiday album Strange Communion.
Excerpt: After that, Constance went upstairs and took a shower, as if she could wash away the painful wish that she had just said yes to d’Artagnan’s offer and was currently driving home to see his family with him. She reminded herself of why she’d said no- because she did have work to do, and anyway spending Christmas with the family was a big move for two people who had only been dating for a few months. A voice in her head protested that it was more likely her attachment to her own self-imposed isolation that had made her say no, even when she’d already made the leap and started dating d’Artagnan in the first place. The voice sounded horribly like Athos.
Fandom: The Musketeers
Pairing/Characters: Athos/Constance/d'Artagnan, Aramis, Porthos, Ninon
Summary: Modern AU: Constance always has trouble with the holidays. This year may or may not be worse than usual.
Rating: PG-13
Length: Medium (9,021 words)
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: My Christmas offering. This was originally conceived as kind of an office AU, which was a silly idea for me to have because- as is undoubtedly apparent- I know very little about working in an office. I fiddled with it a bit and as a result the characters work… somewhere, doing… something, and are frighteningly unprofessional about it. Title from "Drunken Angel" by Thea Gilmore, from her holiday album Strange Communion.
Excerpt: After that, Constance went upstairs and took a shower, as if she could wash away the painful wish that she had just said yes to d’Artagnan’s offer and was currently driving home to see his family with him. She reminded herself of why she’d said no- because she did have work to do, and anyway spending Christmas with the family was a big move for two people who had only been dating for a few months. A voice in her head protested that it was more likely her attachment to her own self-imposed isolation that had made her say no, even when she’d already made the leap and started dating d’Artagnan in the first place. The voice sounded horribly like Athos.
Constance reminded the Athos-voice that he had no business talking about self-imposed isolation, and did what she always did when her life just didn’t seem right.
She went to work.
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