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Round 3 - Return of the Meme
Round 3 - Return of the Meme
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Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 7/30
Mat's apartment was, as one would expect from an artist, very... cluttered with stuff, but not dirty. Guitars, drumsticks, stings, a bicycle, posters and bookcases filled with odd music and movies no one had ever seen. (maybe not even Mat himself.)
They had gone there directly after finishing shooting that day, and bought pizza and then walked up the stairs to get to Mat's apartment. ”Do you do this every day?” Larry asked.
”Yes.” Mat said and laughed. ”How do you think I can eat custard to lunch and look this...” he snapped his fingers. ”fabulous!?” They both laughed at Mat's camp/Gok imitation.
It was the first time that Larry was there, inside of Mat's apartment, and it looked just like he thought it would. The hallway was small and cluttered with Mat's shoes and outwear. Larry suddenly realized that his mother probably had been right when she had pestered him about using the shoe rack, because Larry probably had more shoes than Mat, it just looked like it.
”Come one, let's get you seated....” Mat said and lead Larry to the livingroom. It was painted in a pale blue colour, which was... not really what he expected. The windows where large and led out another cluttered balcony, but this one was cluttered with pots and other gardenstuff. ”It looks better in the summer.” Mat said, he must have noticed that Larry stared at it. ”Much better.”
”Oh, you like... gardening.”
”Oh yes, I love it, when I lived at home we had a garden...” he said, looked at Larry. ”Oh, maybe I should take those, shall we eat first? Watch some tv?” he asked and took the boxes from Larry.
”Yeah, why not?” Larry said. ”I hope you got beer?”
”Beer and coffee and coke, mate!” Mat said as he disappeared into the kitchen. Larry only smiled and sat down, this was going to be a great evening.
Mat was dangerously close to him. He had fallen asleep, with the laptop in his arms, and it had not been long until he had fell against Larry, and now he was drooling on his arm. He wasn't sure what to do. He only knew that he liked it, of course Mat had been closer to him than that but... never in this kind of way, never them all alone, and never had Mat slept on him. (that would've just been weird.)
Larry could smell Mat. He smelled lovely, like soap and cologne. And possibly apples. Or maybe that was the shampoo, Larry wasn't sure. He just leant backwards, to get more comfortable, continued to watch the very boring film that Mat had wanted to watch about... some alien dresses in foile taking over the world?
He pulled up his legs next to him and suddenly Mat's head fell down in his knee. And Mat only mumbled something and snuggled down into Larry's thigh. (that must have been uncomfortable, Larry thought) Larry just sat still and placed a hand on his shoulder. Gently stroked it, he let his hand wander up to his head, buried his hans into the soft curls, continued to let his hand trace down his back...
And as if that darn filmed knew what was going to happen it suddenly started playing really loud (awful) music and Mat woke up. Larry quickly pulled back his hand. ”Oh, sorry man.” Mat said and yawned. ”I didn't... I am so tired, how much is she?”
”Almost 11.30.”
”Damn.” Mat said. ”Well, I guess we should go to sleep.” Larry's brain liked that thought, going to bed with Mat. ”You can crash on the sofa if you like.” he said and smile. ”Brighton is a little bit to far away, right?”
”A little, yes.” Larry said and smiled. They prepared for night, Larry got to borrow a old pair of pants (which where to long) and a washed out t-shirt. Then they said good night.
Larry had only written 346 words that evening, but it was the best write in he had ever been at.
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(Anonymous) 2011-11-08 08:15 am (UTC)(link)Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 7/30
Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 8/30
Larry woke up at seven, or Mat woke him up. His neck and his body ached, and he just wanted to go back to sleep... in a bed. ”Morning, Larry.” Larry only hummed to an answer. ”Coffee?”
”Yes please.” he said, and sat up, the sun coloured the city in front of him. He hadn't noticed last night, he had been to busy talking with Mat, but when he thought about it now... the sunset had been spectacular. He sighed, and stood up. He turned on the tv, the film had returned to the menu and played that horrible music.
It was to early trying to find the remote control. ”Here you go.” Mat said, and gave him a cup (it was green) with coffee and milk, just like he wanted it.
”Thank you.” he said. Mat looked adorable, his hair was even more messy and only dressed an old t-shirt and boxers. Larry tried not to think about the latter part.
They sat down in Larry's bed, or well Mat's sofa, agreed that they would much rather have scrambled eggs when they arrived on set. ”Can I use your shower?” Larry asked.
”Sure thing.”
Jim called when he was outside, and Mat mentioned that Larry was with him. And Jim could not miss out on that opportunity. ”Aw, when is the wedding?” he said and laughed. ”Tell me everything Mat, how is Larry in bed?”
Larry, used to being funny all the time said: ”I am wonderful, am I not, Mat?”
”Excellent.” Mat said, and fastened his seatbelt.
Jim laughed, and they laughed to, even the driver did so, used to the odd people he had to drive to sometimes even odder places. ”So said, Ben owes me... and I wonder if I can return the wedding gift I bought last night.”
”Oh stop it Jim.” Mat said. ”Or we will bother you with our wordcounts.”
”Oh please don't, show pity, show pity! I am only a man after all!” Jim said. ”Honestly, did you get any writing done?”
”Nah...” Larry said.
”You didn't?” Mat said. ”I finished my goal for the day.”
”I got distracted by that silly movie.” Larry said and leaned back. He wondered how it would be, being married to Mat, or maybe just being his boyfriend. They would live together, Mat made great coffee and Larry could live with watching bad movies and horrible music. And they could get a dog and name it something cheesy. And of course, Laurence Baynton sounded good, but Mathew Rickard even better.
Oh god, what was he doing? Concentrate Lazza, he thought, you are not going to marry him, he could probably get better than him. Plus you work together. Not a good combo at all.
”Are you listening Laz?”
”What?”
”You haven't tweeted yet, the fans will wonder if you are alive or not?” Mat said, and smiled, oh dear his smile was wonderful.
”Yeah man, if you don't tweet... who knows what will happen?”
Lazabotron Laurence Rickard
@realjimhowick wants me to tell you that I am a live. He haven't killed me yet!
Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 9/30
Larry wrote and wrote, he was soon up in almost seventeen thousand words. Amazing. Even George thought that. ”Have you cheated?” he asked.
”No. I am just very inspired at the moment.” At the very moment the prince and his companion had gotten to greece and was fighting zombie robots (because that was two short word, otherwise he would have called them malfunctioning robots, but he couldn't bother to write that.)
George smile, on the other end of the line. They where still the old-fashion types who rather called the other person when they had a lot to say. ”Is it that guy you have been talking about for the past... three years?”
”I haven't talked about him for three years.” Larry said. He was on the train back home, it wasn't that crowded though, so nobody would hear what he had to say next. ”I slept at his place to night.”
”Oh...” George began, snickered as he drank his coffee. ”Really?”
”Nothing happened, alright. He is writing to, so we decided to write together. And yeah, he fell asleep upon me.”
”Your normal luck then.” George said.
”I am going to ask him out when we have finished shooting for this season. Well, not on friday, but on Saturday.” Larry had carefully taken that decision. If one could be best friends and work together, then why would one not be able to be married... he meant boyfriends.
”Oh really. Good for you Laz!”
”Yes, I was thinking of taking him to a restaurant.”
”Really, that is quite... normal. Would have thought you were the wilder type, Lazza. Like... cooking for him yourself.”
”He doesn't eat meat.”
George fell silent. ”Sorry, sorry, I thought I heard something else.”
”You heard what you wanted to hear, as usual.” Larry said. ”Either way... should I?”
”I say go for it, if he says no, claim you meant as friends.” George said and yawned. ”Either way... say a number, for a hotel room.”
”328.” Larry said.
”Thanks mate. I have to go, but... good luck and all that!”
Yes, good luck. He was going to ask out the king of campness. (but first he needed to get this ridiculous tan of himself, he looked like a carrot.)
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Also, I trust that all know that Martha's dog is named Wally, there is no weird man being patted in this story. (yet)
4000 words in about 3 minutes. Think if he could write as fast as he could talk. Then he would be done with his nano in... 4000 times three... 60 minutes in an hour... uhm, 38 minutes? Well, it would be a confusing story, about helicopters and some war, or more than one world, and... or, that wouldn't be Larry's nano, that would be Bobsie's story, wouldn't it? Larry would really like to read Bob's nano... preferably parted into 12 different ”Bob Report” segments, so that he would not have to write it again.
Not that he didn't like it. Okay he sort of didn't, it was fun watching but... not as much fun making it. Sitting in make-up for an eternity, and seeing himself grow (even) older, but getting dressed up in a suit was way better than a viking (with a beard, beards where awful.) or an egyptian (though that was more because of the tan, egyptian beards was usually okay actually). But in the end, a normal suit wasn't better than a victorian suit, because that usually meant that Mat would dress up in one to, and Mat with his hair combed and still looking all strange and weird, oh. Larry liked that, quite a lot actually. Sometimes a bit to much.
Back to Bob, oh that sounded good... maybe Bob could say that, trick the viewers that it was ”Back to Sam” but it was really ”or so we taught!”. ”No. I need to stick to the script.” he said. Martha looked at him.
”What?” she said.
”I was mentally adding things to Bobsie's speech, not a good idea.”
”No it isn't.” Martha said.
Larry smiled. He was now transformed into an old man, he must remember to take another picture for his twitter followers. ”Martha.” he said, and she hummed, patting Wally.
”You want to hold him.”
”You make him sound like he is your first born.” Larry said, but gently took the dog in his arms, he really liked dogs, what was not to like about them? They where soft, cuddly, and they loved to distract you from your work, the perfect friend. (but one couldn't take them to the pub, that was the only downside with having a dog as your best friend... and that it seemed a bit mental, but otherwise than that, perfect.)
”Well he sort of is.” she said and patted him, the dog then, not Larry.
He looked at Martha, she was a kind and hilarious. (not hi-larry-ous, no, no, not the same joke twice, it didn't even make sense at this moment, god sake Lazza) ”Martha, what do you think about dating someone you work with.”
Martha looked at him, confused. ”Larry, I do not fancy you in any way...”
”Oh no, oh no, I didn't mean you!”
”You didn't... but then who? Alice isn't available.” she said.
”Mat.” he blurted out, it had not been his intention to tell her who, but she only smiled.
”I knew it!” she said. ”The way you look at him, I knew it. Or actually I didn't at all, but who cares, I always wanted to be able to say that.”
”So, do you think I should ask him out?”
”Yes, why not!” Martha said. ”Do it Lazza.”
”George said so too, so I guess I will do it. Ask him. Oh god.” he said, and smiled down at Wally. Why was he so cuddly?
”Do it, and on your wedding day I want to be properly thanked.”
He smiled. She deserved being nominated for that BAFTA. ”You are a bit mental, aren't you?”
”Of course I am.” she said, and picked up Wally, set him down on the floor. ”Just like you, Laz.”
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Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 11/30
The last day had gone brilliant. Well, of course it would be, they where filming with Simon, and Simon always meant fun. And it was especially fun when Simon was Death. Because... well, it just was. Simon was rather crazy, he had been everywhere, and that made him extremely good at telling stories, and anecdotes. Some of them was probably just made up on the spot, but they where still hilarious.
Larry was dressed up as a tudor man (he can't say more, he would be fired if he said who he was dressed up as) with an arrow through his head. It reminded him of... that evil guys sidekick from Pocahontas, only Larry was younger (older) and worse (better) looking than that guy.
Though the last day was slower, they got in later, and they would only film one or two sketches. He was met by Simon, already in his wig and make-up. He looked scary, freaky and funny at the same time. Especially since he was still in his modern, green pants. ”Hello dude!” he said. ”Last day today! Sad moment, hope we'll get to do this again next year.”
”Yeah. If BBC can afford my salary that is.” Larry replied. ”So, what do you got in store for us today?”
”Not what's in the script at least, haven't learned it yet.” Simon said, Larry smiled. ”Oh by the way, are you going to come tonight?”
”Of course I am!” Larry said, after realizing that Simon meant the... pub party thing. Where Jim was going to dance and they where all going to get drunk, because, yes, that was what they usually did... after finishing a series, not all the time, that wouldn't be good for Horrible Histories reputation. (CHILDREN'S ACTORS FOR POPULAR TV-SHOW GET DRUNK AND DANCE WHILE RECORDING SERIOUS HISTORICAL STUFF!!)
”Nice, so, tudor today, with Mat, right.” Simon made it sound like he was just saying the obvious, but it was really a question. The man was great, but learned his lines in the last minute.
Larry nodded. ”Yes, with Mat, and you, not sure which one I should avoid more.”
”Mat, man, you should avoid Mat, I read the Matfacts.”
”Those are old, Simon!”
”I am a bit slow, alright, it's not my fault that I have more important things to do than to be on twitter and writing number signs before I write funny things without spaces.”
”It's called a hashtag.” Larry had had a problem with writing words together, it just felt wrong! He also tried to save everything he wrote on the internet.
”What ever, where is Baynton?”
”I think that he is going to come any minute now.” Larry said and sat down. ”He is having lunch with Jim, I suspect that they might be drinking.”
”Typical them, typical men!” Simon said and threw himself down next to Larry. ”Larry.” he said.
”Yes?” Larry said.
”I heard from Martha that you where going to ask Mat out.”
Larry rolled his eyes, but then, what had he thought when he told Martha? He should be glad she didn't put on twitter or rang the news or something. ”Yeah, well... yeah.” was all he could do. ”I sort of figured, what's the worst that can happen?”
Simon looked at him: ”He says no, and you will feel awkward?”
”See I thought about that, if he says no, I will laugh and said I was joking.” Larry said.
”What, are you telling a joke, I want to hear it Larry!” Larry turned around to see Mat standing in the doorway, with Jim right behind him.
”No, I am not, I am going to tell someone that though.” Larry said and smiled. Even though he wanted to sink trough the floor. But Mat could not have heard what he had said first, right?
Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 12/30
After the last scene they all got dressed in their regular clothes, and out of wigs and make-up, though Mat argued that he should wear the arrow (Caroline said no, it belonged to the studio, not him and bla bla bla remember what happened to something bla bla bla Larry had stopped listening ages ago), shed a couple of tears and then it was time to get going.
They always went to the same place after wrapping up a new series. It was a modern (sort of) pub not far from where the studio, they would all walk their, laughing with each other, cheering and just being generally happy. Because today was not a day for singing and dancing (but when they got drunk, they did it anyway), it wasn't the happiest day of the year, no.
It was a sad time, every time that their little family got split up, because maybe it would be the last time they ever meet each other (to film) again. They would all see each other at the BAFTAs of course, but it just wasn't the same thing. (BAFTAs was more of a fun party where they won stuff, alright now it sounded like he was boasting, but... yeah, if series two won a BAFTA... then series three was worth about... 7 BAFTAs... okay, Larry wasn't really sure how many BAFTAs there were, he didn't count and before they won theirs he had just been bored, and drinking (and making fun of Ben for bringing his cricket hat), and when they had won he was just focusing on that, to happy to do anything at all then feel awesome)
Larry tried not to think about so many things at once, but sometimes he wondered if his brain just didn't realize that sometimes, sometimes it could shut up?
They all got drunk, drinking not only beer but also vodka and other spirits. The pub/bar was dark, and played great music, and it had some sort of dance floor to those people with less self respect and more selfconsience then Larry could dance.
He was alright with sitting there, just taking everything in, and drinking of course. He wondered how he was going to ask Mat, who looked adorable, sitting on the other side of the table talking to Ben, Larry guessed that they were either talking about cricket or some of Mat's favorite bands that no one had heard of. (oh, that was the charm with Mat, it really was, his odd interests and that he would always stand up for the right thing.)
Soon it was only him, Ben, Simon and Mat at the table. Simon was staring into his bottle, like if he had found a new world inside of it. Then, suddenly he looked up at Ben. ”Let's go dance!”
”What?” Ben said.
”I want to dance with you now, Ben!” Simon stood up, all to sudden and pulled Ben with him, down to the dance floor, leaving Larry and Mat all alone. Bastard.
And Larry started talking with Mat, about NaNoWriMo, and about their worldcounts. And then Larry had a shot, and with the alcohol making him much braver he finally said: ”Yeah, well, eh...” Larry began. ”I have been thinking... and uh, would you like to go out with me.”
It broke every rule he had ever read in his sisters magazines, he should have casually asked Mat if he wanted to grab a coffee, now he sounded like he wanted to get married and get a house together.
During the few seconds that passed Larry regretted what he had said a million times and another million times he said that it would be okay. And then Mat smiled. ”Yes, yes I do want to go out with you Larry. I know a great restaurant, what about tomorrow?”
”Sure.” Larry said, well, that went great, didn't it?
Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 12/30
There will be... a plot!? dun-dun-duuuun...
Oh but the plot is so excellent already! It shall get better? *camps out next to fill*
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(Anonymous) 2011-11-22 03:20 am (UTC)(link)Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 7/30
This is still *snaps fingers* fabulous. It really is. I can't really express my love for it properly :)
Re: [FILL] Larry's Adventures in NaNo-Land Part 7/30
I am so glad that you like it!