|i *was* going to write about crappy Bl novels...
||[Oct. 12th, 2009|11:19 pm]
But I read more Generation Kill fanfics. Most just didn't work for me, but I did find a delightful one that made up for the meh-ness of the rest: On How Sergeant Colbert is Nothing At All Like Winnie the Pooh, and Other Important Lessons That Can Be Learned While Observing the Sergeant Laying under a Jeep by sparky77. Just the title is made of win, but the fic just gets better. A tidbit:
"Hey, Sergeant," Lilley shouts in the general direction of the hummer. "Tell Ray to stop making shit up about you."
"The Sergeant can't talk right now," Ray says after a moment. "He's busy achieving enlightenment by staring at the underside of a Hummer. Gather round, kiddies, and your Uncle Ray-Ray will tell you a story about the great Sergeant Colbert's formative years."
"It's amazing," Poke observes. "I can actually see the words coming out of your ass."
"Stop looking at my ass, then."