I wrote this as an off the cuff review to Can't Let You Go
, written the the fabulous Linda06
'Can't Let You Go' is her only Veronica Mars fic posted at FF.net, so check it out and give some support for the 'what might have been' Season Four. The story is a Logan/Veronica ship, with the beginnings of an odd Mac/Dick vibe. It's worth checking out for some emotional immersion.The Fragment:
Please keep in mind that while this may be related to the story I rec'd above, that doesn't mean that this is where it will ultimately end up. Spontaneous writing is actually not so rare for me - unfortunately, I tend to go off in tangents in response to other person's stories instead of whipping up my own.Desire
: I wanted to see a scene where Dick sees Mac interact with Mrs. Sinclair on a girlie-girl basis....Result
: Dick calls Mac's birth Mom 'Satan's Handmaiden's Mother' ....
Dick was thinking, on one of those strange subconscious levels, of course. He didn't know what was going on with him - he liked being single, but at the same time he could see what his friends have had for the last four years, and a part of him really wanted that. Only, he couldn't consciously admit it. He didn't have the motivation for a life, or even the girl to share it with. Well, there was Mac, but she might be dating some teacher, and as much time as they spent together - they sure as heck weren't a couple. But--
Mac - somehow in the back of his mind his subconscious viewed Mac as the Veronica to his Logan (without all the Rich Dude Kryptonite; of course, of course they never really talked about what happened that year the bus crashed and Cassidy jumping. He kept putting that conversation off - it would involve a of vodka, gin, Jack Daniels, and down the line.)
Speaking of Mac; what the hey? A waiter just seated the Mac-ster and Mrs. Sinclair
at the corner outdoor café' He would never have seen them if he hadn't seen them standing up. So, when presented with a puzzle, Dick did the only thing he could do: spy - even though Veronica told him the 'subtle' wasn't one of his strongest characteristics.
Situation: Mac having a swanky lunch with Mrs. Sinclair. Mac is telling her how, four or five years ago, Veronica nearly had Madison's new Mercedes cubed, with a bow on top. Mrs. Sinclair is laughing hysterically at this and Dickie's jaw is about to drop - what was so cool about 'subtle' anyway?
"Mac! Dudette, telling in-crowd secrets to Satan's Hand-Maiden's mother --
"I beg your pardon?" But Dick didn't notice the amused smirk behind her protest, nor did he notice the waiter adding another chair, and drink to the table.
"Dick, it's not what--"
"I think you owe an explanation, I'm calling Veronica right this minute-"
This makes both women laugh even more.
"And interrupt my employer's stake-out?" Mrs. Sinclair coolly asked, eyebrow raise.
Mac turned to the older woman, whilst Dick stood gaping, and said, "Or she's probably getting laid. I have it on good authority that second trimester is a real bitch with those hormones."
Mrs. Sinclair started giggling into her drink.
"Chill, Dude! I'm here on legit, and semi-legit business," Mac grinned at Dick, who was still lost in his maze of confusion.
[Veronica has a case where she is proving Mr. Sinclair is stepping out - with Celeste Kane of all people ::snicker:: and Mr. Sinclair is being over-obvious about it, suggesting he wants a divorce. But, Mrs. Sinclair just plans to get the evidence and torment her husband, and perhaps Celeste Kane, who doesn't want to lose her position as ruling Queen of Kane Industries. On the flip side, Jake Kane (via Clarence Weidman) hired Veronica to prove she is having an affair. Yeah, it's all Pot-Kettle-Black, but there it is!]
"Sit down, Dickie!" Mrs. Sinclair ordered him to sit in the MOM voice, which still works on 22 year old surfer dudes. Then she handed him a Cosmo.
"Hey, that's a girlie drink"
"Deal, Dick," says Mac. 'BTW, which daughter is Satan's Hand-Maiden? The oh-so-obvious Madison, which I got the go-ahead to cube her new Jaguar, the shy studious younger sibling, entering High School and already learning Veronica's tricks, or...," Mac paused, winking at Mrs. Sinclair, me, the secret heiress to a lost fortune - wait, is that the plot of National Treasure 3
?" Mrs. Sinclair shook her head.
"Dick, the Sinclairs are my birth parents, but you can't tell anyone - at least not until my family moves to Ohio - which I am not! Not moving, it's obvious that I'm not Ohio...,"
"You were going to leave me alone with the PDA junkies and leave me for Ohio?" He whined. Too much information. Way to fast. Were Mac and Madison twin - ewww - maybe Madison was a clone? Wait, that doesn't make sense--
Mrs. Sinclair physically shut Dickie's jaw, "It's all too much for the poor man, I see that now. It's okay to blame Madison." To Dickie she said, "Sorry dear, but you were starting to leak."
"Boys," said Mac.
"Drool, Dick. You're mouth was catching so many flies you were drooling - they must have been yummy," Mac giggled.
"Mac, when I recover my wits--"
"--you have wits?"
going to get you. Prepare for the TickleTack!"
"Hey," protested Mac. "Not in front of my client, by proxy anyway, not to mention your possible secret future mother-in-law!'
"Have another Cosmo, dear," The waiter refilled his empty martini glass.
Dick has no clue why the two women keep giggling. They were messing with his head, and doing a damn good job! Madison as Mac's evil twin? Right, like that's believable!
DUDE! He's so
got to have a Halo competition with Logan to find out just what the heck is going on, because while Veronica Mars might know it all, and Mac may have Neptune wired, Dick's mind just changed residence to Pluto - so
not a fun place to be - out in the cold without the 411!.