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Since you guys were so sweet and didn't string me up over yesterday's post, tonight I have something a little bit lighter, and in the Ion universe. Ion Vignette 11, I believe. I don't even think I have to deliver any warnings... well unless you are of the ursine persuasion... ^^;

It was like a crime scene. Where all the major suspects were four years old.

Not knowing where Duo was in all the chaos, I dutifully called out, ‘Marco!’ though I’d never really understood why… but it made him grin like a loon every time, so I didn’t much care.

‘Polo!’ he returned and I followed his voice toward the back of the house, stepping carefully over the ‘bodies’ as I went.

He met me in the doorway of his studio and judging from the look on his face, I’d say he’d had a productive day, though I hadn’t known there was any new project on his plate. He was fairly bouncing on the balls of his feet, and when I tried to look past him to where his easel usually sat, I noted it was turned so I couldn’t see it until he was ready.

‘Duo?’ I had to ask, ‘was there a teddy bear orgy while I was at work, or exactly what happened in the living room?’

His burst of laughter had just a touch of maniacal in it, and I judged he was extremely pleased with whatever was on that easel.

‘Sorry about that,’ he grinned, though he really didn’t seem to be. ‘I’ll pick them up. Your bear inspired me, but I wasn’t sure about style so I ended up going out for some variety. Though I ended up sticking with your choice… he’s plain, but pretty effective for the theme.’

I was burning to push past him to see what exactly we were talking about, but wouldn’t risk his big reveal for him for the world.

‘It’s ok,’ I assured, ‘the toy drive runs the rest of the week. I can take it… him in on Friday.’

‘Him and all his friends, ‘ Duo grinned and I had to glance back at the battlefield of strewn teddies all over the living room. The one hanging upside down by one leg from the stairway railing was kind of disturbing. I couldn’t help wondering if they would all fit in the back of my car. Or how the hell I would carry them all into the building. Perhaps Thursday and Friday…

‘Do I get to see?’ I finally couldn’t help but ask, curiosity fairly making me nuts.

‘Close your eyes,’ I was commanded and with a wry grin and a sigh, I complied.

He took my hand and I felt myself maneuvered carefully around to the front of the easel. Duo let go and I heard him step away.

‘Ok, you can open them now,’ he said, his voice that one I loved above all others… the happy, excited, proud one.

It was not exactly what I’d been expecting.

I blinked for a second, torn between reaching out to snatch the poor bear up in my arms, and wanting to weep for his plight.

He wasn’t just a toy anymore… not an it. He was a bear; the essence of what a teddy bear should be. Fuzzy and brown and… once loved, his little muzzle frozen in a perpetual smile.

He was lying on his back in the grass, grass that was alive with movement from the wind rushing in from the storm billowing up all around. The sky was black and roiling and you could feel the air turning chill and damp; the wind picking up. Could hear the rumble of the thunder coming. A storm to threaten roofs and trees and life.

Far away… so far out of reach… there was a solid, warm looking house. A house with lights in the windows. A house that was sheltering some family. Maybe some other toys. Maybe a child who had run in away from the storm. Maybe a child who had been dragged away by a panicked parent . It looked snug and safe and ... too, too far away.

And the bear’s eyes, above that frozen smile… were terrified. Black button eyes should not be able to convey that much fear. Should not be able to look so bleak… so abandoned. So alone. So hopeless.

I found I had to blink my eyes clear.

‘Yes!’ Duo crowed and threw his arms around me. ‘It works!’

‘Damn,’ I muttered into his hair and found I needed to hold him pretty close for a minute. ‘Duo Maxwell… you are a somewhat twisted man, you know that?’

He snickered against my shoulder, happy as a kid in a candy store and I could hear the grin in his voice. ‘Ain’t it the truth?’

I snorted and he drew back finally to look at the painting with me.

‘Love,’ I had to tell him, ‘that is the single most depressing thing I’ve ever seen.’

I thought his face would split when his grin somehow widened.

‘Awesome,’ he proclaimed, fairly leaking satisfaction. ‘I’m thinking about a whole series. The juxtaposition of the pure innocence of the bears against the backgrounds. Teddy bears have this built in history… this sense of what they are that speaks to…’

I listened to his words with half an ear… plans for more bear chaos and more depressing as hell paintings, but I mostly just drank in the sight and feel of my husband in his creative mode. Happy… confident… proud of his own achievements… his own abilities. Smiling and animated and all together beautiful.

And when he wound down a bit… we spent the rest of the evening staging bears, and it turns out with my Preventers background… I wasn’t half bad at it.

Date: 2016-12-18 02:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
They are still living happily ever after. Hugs! Love a little update on this story whenever you can get around to it. Thanks for sharing and keep on counting down the days. Merry Christmas!

Date: 2016-12-18 11:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
A couple of the stories are a little bit light-weight, but I think I finished the last thing this morning that I needed to fill in the whole twelve days, so a bit of the pressure is off. Sort of... still a bit afraid I'm gonna get lynched come Christmas....

Date: 2016-12-18 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Oh dear gods, Duo... sometimes your mind goes some scary places.  Lol

Love the way you show how Duo has grown into himself and his talent.

Date: 2016-12-18 11:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I imagine he ends up being successful enough one day, that even Quatre's fortune stops intimidating him. ^^;

Date: 2016-12-18 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Argg! Why do you give me these visions!? lol Poor bear *pets him* Where the hell was Frances when Duo was cooking this up? lol damn hamster's laying down on the job...I'm hoping these are for some charity action to help with boosting sales lol I can just see a room full of balding rich guys taking one look at that painting and emptying their wallets lol "Here take it...take it the bears!" lol

Date: 2016-12-18 11:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hehehehehe.... I actually was driving home from work one night and passed this house with a teddy bear lying in the yard and by the time I got home, the rest of the 'painting' had filled itself in. Every time I passed that house, I thought of that bear and then one night... Duo got involved and vignette was born! :D

Date: 2016-12-19 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
aww bless that abandoned lil bear...he was inspirational ^-^

Date: 2016-12-18 07:11 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
routhier says:

this is one of those ones where it'd be a totally different story from duo's perspective, and all would make perfect sense in the world...

i really hope heero sometimes does utterly insane things, just to get revenge for the anarchy!

Date: 2016-12-18 11:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It makes utter and complete sense. And I'm sure he will be lauded for the Great Teddy Bear Series one day. What's-her-name... Quatre's sister, will just eat it up. I can just see the gallery all decked out with bears instead of flowers...

Date: 2016-12-18 12:45 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I believe my 8 years old niece that yesterday was weeping because we were late for the last episode of Castle would love a print of Duo's painting :-)
A beautiful story and disturbing imagery. Definitely our unconventional Duo!

Date: 2016-12-18 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Weirdly, the 'painting' came to me and has been stuck in my head for months. I'm actually hoping that finally being able to do something with the image will make it go away! lol

Date: 2016-12-18 02:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jimena braulio ortíz (from
I feel for the bear! I used to collect stuffed animals, so I really liked this story! Thank you for sharing your talent with us!

Date: 2016-12-18 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Poor bear! Though all the models will end up going to the Preventer's annual Christmas toy drive (I DID manage a slightly seasonal fic!), and will find good homes. ^^;

Date: 2016-12-18 02:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
When the Teddy Bear Picnic goes wrong!
Edited Date: 2016-12-18 02:37 pm (UTC)

Date: 2016-12-19 02:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wish Wu Fei had found out, broken in, and had all the bears facing the stairway when they came down for breakfast.

Date: 2016-12-21 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Bwhahahahahaha! Justice bears!

Date: 2016-12-21 02:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Plain creepy. Especially if he got that glow in the dark paint and painted their eyes.

Date: 2016-12-24 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I think another painting just happened in Duo's head. And it looks a lot like Five Nights at Freddies.... O_o

Date: 2016-12-24 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hopefully Heero wisely doesn't view the next one. Any of those Steiff's?

Date: 2017-01-01 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Not this Duo... much to practical. I'm sure he made a quick trip to Toys R Us and just bought one of every style they had! LOL

Date: 2017-01-01 02:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Have you been in Toys R Us lately? It's insane. They even have the F.A.O. Schwartz line of stuffed animals.

Date: 2017-01-02 02:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I don't go near the stuffed animal area.... it would end badly. I don't need them, but they always look like they need rescued....

Date: 2017-01-02 03:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Same. I have all, but my favorites put up. My niece moved in a few years ago and we decided to donate most of ours to the kids across the street. I think we had 10 garbage bags full.

Date: 2017-01-05 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I don't think I have very many of my own left, but when the off-spring was little she got any stuffed animal she (or I) looked at twice, and there are totes full of them in the basement. We really should weed them out...

Date: 2017-01-05 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Crappy thing is, most thrift/ goodwill stores no longer accept stuffed animals thanks to the bedbug, flea, and roach infestations.

Date: 2017-01-08 12:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I did not know that... o_O

Date: 2017-01-08 03:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It may only be true in states with high immigration rates. One worker said they had issues with needles and razor blades hidden in them too.

Date: 2017-01-29 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Daaaaamn. O_O I feel very naive... never in a million years would have thought about something like that.

Date: 2017-01-29 07:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Of course you wouldn't think about it. You're not out to hurt kids. It amazes me how twisted people can be these days. What stuffies did you two collect?

Date: 2016-12-18 06:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ow! Poor bear. Maybe they should give the picture to Relena for Christmas...

(A long time ago when my kids were kids and smaller than me elder son was a Boy Scout. The Scout Leaders were slightly unconventional and one of the activities they arranged once or twice a year was a stuffed toy raft race on the river behind the Scout Hut. Soft toys were acquired cheaply from Charity shops or car boot sales [translation: thrift shops and yard sales] and the Scouts had to make a raft for their assigned soft toy. Toys were strapped to rafts and consigned to the river. The winner was calculated on some complex formula to do with distance travelled. Most of the rafts were deliberately sunk as that was more fun and none of the toys were rescued. Made me cry and I wouldn't go and watch. Those toys that weren't drowned and left to disintegrate in the river got fed to one of the Scout Leader's pack of five dogs - a quicker death but still no dignity. I refused to sell him soft toys when I was in charge of a charity stall selling them.)

I've never figured out why cruelty to stuffed toys upsets me so much, but at least now I know that even virtual, artistic cruelty is as bad. :)

Date: 2016-12-18 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
O_o That's kinda messed up. Duo's entire theory here is how almost everybody has a gut level reaction to teddy bears because of childhood memories that are almost pre-conscious. They just speak to most people. Gotta wonder what they said to Mr. Scout Leader?
Not to even get into the environmental impact... o_O

Date: 2016-12-18 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wow! That could spark a whole new Investigation Discovery series. ^___^

Date: 2016-12-21 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Duo's kind of a messed up... :D

Date: 2016-12-23 05:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

So great! Love the imagery and Hertos POV when Duo is being artistic :) Reminds me when my husband and I were in college and he did something similiar with rubber duckies. The combination has my imagination gleefuly going wild with ideas of what Duo and Heero will create!

Date: 2016-12-24 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The only rule is the bears have to survive in one piece so they can go to the Preventer's toy drive in the end. :D
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