Ridiculous - C/Z, PG-13

[serai]

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For the Birthday...


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"Are you shitting me?"

"No."

"You've actually read this?" Casey's holding up Zeke's ancient, water-stained copy of The Lord of the Rings.

"I was bored at camp and it was the only book around." Zeke sounds annoyed. "What's the big deal?"

"I dunno," Casey replies, thumbing the browned pages. "Just doesn't seem like your thing." He flips through the pages. He read it in eighth grade. "You think they'll ever make a movie out of it?" he asks the older boy.

Zeke snorts. "No way."

That surprises Casey. "Why not?" he asks. "Effects and shit get better all the time. Who knows what they'll be able to do?"

"That's not the problem," Zeke drawls, lifting his gaze from his textbook and pulling his glasses off. He rubs his eyes. "It's the fucking dialog, man. Who the fuck talks like that?"

Casey smirks. "I think that's kinda the point."

"Yeah, and it's my point, too. Listen to this," and he reaches over to pluck the book from Casey's hands, then riffle through it. "'Stir not the bitterness in the cup that I mixed for myself.'" He rolls his eyes.

"Remember what you told me Harrison Ford said to Lucas? 'You can write this shit but you can't say it'? How are you supposed to say this stuff without sounding like a refugee from a Renaissance Faire?"

Casey laughs. "Yeah, I see what you mean. I don't think I could do it." He sits up. "Fucking awesome story, though."

"Yep," Zeke agrees, still paging through the book. "Cried like a motherfucker first time I read it."

"Seriously?" Now Casey's really surprised.

"Uh huh." Zeke puts the book down and sets his elbows on the table. "Couldn't stop for like, two days. Freaked my mom right the fuck out." He shrugs. "I was only eleven, what do you expect? Thing's a fucking gut-punch."

"How long did it take you to read it?"

"Two weeks. You?"

"Couple of months, I think," Casey admits. "I had to keep taking breaks. It was too intense." He looks into Zeke's eyes.

"See, that's the difference between us. I couldn't stop," Zeke answers with a slow, wicked smile. "All that fucking tragedy, man, it was relentless."

Casey licks his lips, then gets up off the sofa and slips onto Zeke's lap, rubbing up against him and making him grunt. "Yeah, it's epic, alright. Blood, battles, all that death." He kisses Zeke's neck and nips at his skin. "Still wish somebody'd make a movie, though. I'd love to watch Frodo take on the Black Riders."

Zeke cups Casey's head in his hand and kisses him. Casey hums and shifts against him, and Zeke hoists him up, stepping to the sofa and dropping him down onto his back, then straddling him. He kisses Casey again, hard, then takes hold of his t-shirt and pulls it off. He slides his hands over the pale skin, then pulls Casey up into his arms.

"I'd rather watch you," he growls, and the book slips forgotten to the floor.

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Comments

[shirebound]

I'd love to watch Frodo take on the Black Riders.

*grins* Wouldn't we all! This is great dialogue.

[addie71.livejournal.com]

Seconds shirebound. I would have loved to have seen Frodo take on the Black Riders.

Nicely different Birthday post.

[mews1945.livejournal.com]

This is a lovely little snippet of their lives, and it makes me inordinately happy that they both liked Lord of the Rings.

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I saw all the posts about the Birthday and wondered what the boys thought about LOTR. And...they told me.

[aliensouldream.livejournal.com]

No wonder Zeke was floored, eleven is young for such an overwhelming book. Imagine how excited they will be when the movies come out! But now they are all wrapped up in each other. What a lovely fic for The Birthday. xx

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Thanks, they have some awfully sweet moments sometimes.

[serai1.livejournal.com]

By the by, I took Zeke's reaction to reading the book from an actual account in one of Tom Shippey's books. It was back in the 50's, I think. It happened just like that - an eleven-year-old boy read the books and after he finished, he couldn't stop crying for two days. Yeah, not surprising. Hell, they made me cry and I was 16 when I read them.