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Chaos fic: Blanket Statements 1/1 (crack)

May 10th, 2012 (07:49 am)
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feeling: curious

Title: Blanket Statements

Disclaimer: I do not own Chaos.

A/N: For lena7142. Who makes blanket forts and writes torture scenes like nobody’s business. Oh, and this is crackish.

Summary: Michael discovers one of Billy’s more unusual pastimes.


Billy was late.

This wasn’t unusual. This was Billy after all. Timeliness was next to cleanliness on Billy’s list of priorities and neither ranked particularly high.

Or at all.

Still, after five minutes of waiting, ten minutes of honking, and fifteen minutes of trying Billy’s cell, Michael dragged himself out of his car and rapped on the door.

“Billy!” he yelled.

There was a muffled thud. “Just a second!”

“You’ve had a second!” Michael yelled back. He glanced at his watch. They were due at work ten minutes ago. “You’ve had too many seconds.”

There was rustling and grumbling, both of which were cut off abruptly by a resounding thump that reverberated through the door.

Michael frowned. “Billy? What are you doing in there?”

“Just trying to find my way out of this…”

Michael’s frowned deepened. Secrecy came with the job, and Billy had more secrets than most. While Michael had no qualms with Billy keeping his MI6 days under wraps, he’d learned to be wary of secrecy regarding his personal habits. He only had to walk in on Billy playing guitar naked once to realize that sometimes ignorance wasn’t bliss. “Out of what?”

“Nothing,” Billy replied, far too quickly. “Nothing important, anyway. Just something of a project in my off hours that may or may not have gotten just a wee bit out of control.”

Michael’s frown etched so deeply, it almost hurt. “Billy, if you don’t open this door—“

“Just a second!” Billy called, a tinge of desperate now.

Michael waited another beat. There was a boom and a yelp. “Okay, that’s it,” Michael said. “I’m coming in.”

“No, wait—“

But Michael didn’t listen. He turned the knob, finding the sweet spot he knew was there before poking the latch and jimmying it open.

The room was aflutter and the air billowed as everything deflated. Michael was on his guard, going for his gun, but the only thing he could see was a swath of blankets covering the floor.

In the middle was a lump. The lump was Billy-shaped.

After a moment, Billy popped free, his hair disheveled and his tie only half on.

Michael stared. “You want to explain this?” he asked, nodding at the mass of blankets covering the room. They were strung up over furniture, attached to the walls. One was somehow tied to a ceiling fan – a moving ceiling fan.

“Ah,” Billy said, looking up and around as though seeing the blanketed devastation for the first time. “I can see how this might look perplexing.”

“Perplexing,” Michael repeated. “It looks insane.”

Billy smiled sheepishly. “Just a little exercise in survival skills.”

“How could this help you survive anything?” Michael snorted. “Trying to put out a fire by smothering it? It looks like it smothered you.”

“Hardly! It’s improvisational building,” Billy said with due finesse. “The art of creation with found objects and no guidelines by which to navigate.” He examined the mess forlornly. “It looked much more impressive before you undid the key support that was attached to the door.”

Michael blinked, sorting through the verbose Billy-speak. “You were making a blanket fort.”

“It was an exercise in skill and creativity,” Billy clarified. “Challenging the limitations of the coddled adult psyche.”

“A blanket fort,” Michael repeated.

Billy sighed. “The nights are rather long and lonely,” he admitted. “And the tunnels remind me of the intricate box mazes we used to make in the basement of my mum’s flat back home. Countless hours, exploring and building. It well prepared me for time alone undercover, with nothing but the veil of dark to discover and master.” He paused, shrugging. “Plus, I refused maid service all week and kept asking for extra sheets. I needed to put them to some use.”

Michael’s frown returned. “You need new hobbies.”

Billy looked apologetic. “I ran out of books.”

Shaking his head, Michael rolled his eyes. “Be at the car in two minutes or I’m leaving without you.”

Billy extricated himself, almost tripping as a blanket clung to his leg. “You’re just jealous you didn’t get to see it when it was up!”

Michael kept shaking his head and didn’t look back.

(But he didn’t deny it either.)


Posted by: nietie (nietie)
Posted at: May 10th, 2012 01:16 pm (UTC)

LOL *iz perplexed* :D

Posted by: do i dare or do i dare? (faye_dartmouth)
Posted at: May 11th, 2012 03:20 pm (UTC)
billy earnest

LOL, yeah. It probably seems really random unless you know the context in which it was written :) But hopefully you were still able to enjoy it a bit!


Posted by: fara (farad)
Posted at: May 10th, 2012 01:35 pm (UTC)
Vin over his shoulder

LOL - awesome! I do adore Michael and Billy and the - well, perplexity of their relationship. *g* Thanks for sharing!

Posted by: do i dare or do i dare? (faye_dartmouth)
Posted at: May 11th, 2012 06:11 pm (UTC)
chaos team 2

There were so many great relationships on this show. If only we had them for longer.

Thanks :)

Posted by: SamuelJames (samueljames)
Posted at: May 10th, 2012 02:04 pm (UTC)

Loved this. Very fun look at the boys.

Posted by: do i dare or do i dare? (faye_dartmouth)
Posted at: May 11th, 2012 06:11 pm (UTC)
chaos three musketeers

I'm glad it was enjoyable! Thanks :)

Posted by: kristen_mara (kristen_mara)
Posted at: May 11th, 2012 12:48 am (UTC)
Duo Trio

Gorgeous icon!

Naked Billy playing the guitar equals instant hot flush...

LOL at the blanket fort. It must have been really comfortable and successful, for him to sleep in like that *G*. Great banter too

Posted by: do i dare or do i dare? (faye_dartmouth)
Posted at: May 11th, 2012 06:13 pm (UTC)
billy art

lena7142 has been very nice to me and drawn a few Billy pics that make me quite happy (and jealous! That is a talent I will never have!).

And heh. I see where your mind is at :)

I imagine Billy is quite creative in his downtime; I only wish we'd gotten to find out more about it.


Posted by: Lena7142 (lena7142)
Posted at: May 12th, 2012 06:00 am (UTC)

Every time I reread this, it makes me smile. (Especially when I read it on my laptop inside my blanket fort!) It's so silly and quirky and captures the general sense of boyish *fun* that added that wonderful lightness to the show.

Thank you for writing blanketfic! :D

Posted by: do i dare or do i dare? (faye_dartmouth)
Posted at: May 28th, 2012 04:23 am (UTC)
billy guitar

It is a happy image. I'm still a little sad you took yours down, even though I do support your decision to live like an adult.

Thanks for prompting this!

Posted by: smokeygirl19 (smokeygirl19)
Posted at: May 27th, 2012 09:33 pm (UTC)

LOL! Another interesting aspect of Billy's character! I enjoyed this very much! *still laughing at picture of Billy & blanket fort*

Posted by: do i dare or do i dare? (faye_dartmouth)
Posted at: May 28th, 2012 04:23 am (UTC)
billy considers

Billy really is good for crackish fics. His character has a lot of room for these kinds of things. It's still a pity we didn't get to see more.


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