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May 1st Multifandom Promptfest (Commentfic Fest)
I am running a prompt and commentfic fest for May Day, to celebrate spring and give us all a little bit of a boost. Obviously this is not limited just to May 1; you can feel free to keep posting prompts and fills as long as you like! Prompts can be on any subject.
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Edit: List of fills posted here (current as of May 5)
Re: Biggles, EvS + everyone
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After they fed him, he did not relax, if anything he wound up tighter, but he answered their questions with a readiness that surprised Biggles, for some reason; he felt as if it should have been harder.
The stranger, von Stalhein, had been working with the gang they were after as a security consultant - which pinged on something; Biggles realized that the gang had been a lot more elusive than they ought to have been, and he should have seen it before. (Had he seen it before? He almost felt as if he had.) This von Stalhein chap was obviously more competent than their run of the mill arms smugglers. Biggles felt a tingle of satisfaction; at least there was a reason why they had been working so hard on what should have been an easy case.
"You said you were working with them." Algy, perhaps by benefit of being the one to catch him, had not warmed up to von Stalhein at all. "Did you quit?"
"No." Von Stalhein hesitated, looked at him very briefly, but mostly at Biggles. "They -- stopped taking my orders. It was very sudden, and under the circumstances, I assumed they must have been paid off by someone. They refused to acknowledge that they were working for me. It was as if ..." He swallowed. "As if they had forgotten me completely."
"You seemed to feel we ought to know you as well," Biggles said, his brain working busily. "Should we?"
"What do you mean, should we?" Algy asked. "I've never seen him before in my life."
"We have met," von Stalhein said, looking not quite at Biggles but past him.
"On a case? Where? When? Spit it out, if you've got it," Algy said impatiently.
"It's more than that, isn't it?" Biggles said. He gazed at von Stalhein curiously; the man was a mystery and he found that he was enjoying unraveling it, much more than he had been enjoying a rather dull case involving arms smugglers. "You were very surprised when we didn't react to you."
"Biggles, he's trying to swindle us," Algy said.
"Is he? Perhaps he is a highly skilled actor, it's true --" Again a strange, elusive flash of familiarity, as if he'd spoken the first half of a riddle, but the rest was gone before he could catch it. ".... but I think he was sincere. He did think we ought to know him. Something very strange has happened."
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Dull or not, it was at that moment that the arms smugglers decided to take the fight to their enemies. It was the stranger, von Stalhein, who suddenly snapped, "Bigglesworth, down!" and reached for his trouser pocket, where no weapon remained. Several shots zipped above Biggles's head, and he rolled as von Stalhein shoved him down, downslope and away from the attack; in the hollow of ground he reached out and pulled von Stalhein after him, not least to have him out of Biggles's own line of fire. There was a strange confused moment when von Stalhein was sprawled more than half on top of him, panting for breath; then Biggles shoved him aside and returned fire at the clump of bushes where the arms smugglers were taking cover. In a lightning-quick glance he could see Ginger lying flat and fumbling for a weapon, and both Algy and Bertie circling around to flank them.
"Good lads," he murmured, and shot off a quick round as he saw a flicker of movement in the shrubs, covering their approach.
The smugglers's interest in the battle broke as Algy and Bertie enfiladed their position from both sides at once; they fled, with panicked cries. Biggles caught the distant sound of a car starting in a hurry a minute later.
"I think they won't be troubling anyone here for a while," he remarked to von Stalhein. "Now we will have to figure out what to do with you."
"I hardly see what that has to do with you," von Stalhein retorted, in a rather haughty tone as if towards an impertinent underling. Biggles turned to look at him, wondering at what had caused this change. Von Stalhein had regarded him with a kind of wistful hunger before, like a dog waiting to be thrown a ball that didn't exist. Now he looked at Biggles with baffled disdain. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Your former friends--" Biggles began, when Algy and Bertie came running over, guns still in hand.
"There you are, I knew he must be around here somewhere," Algy said, gun levelled at von Stalhein.
Bertie, behind him, had his own gun trained on Biggles. Involuntarily, Biggles glanced over his shoulder, but there was no-one there. He took a step forwards.
"No, you stay right where you are, laddie," Bertie said. "I see you found a friend, von Stalhein."
"Bertie?" Biggles said, a sudden chill in his stomach that had nothing to do with the warm weather. "Algy?"
"You've told him about us, I see," Algy said. There was a steely look in his eye that Biggles didn't like at all. "And all that story about your friends abandoning you was just so much cock and bull, no doubt, von Stalhein. It would be like you to try some ruse, you're always one for a clever ruse, aren't you, El Shareef?"
"You remember me," von Stalhein said flatly. "But--if I may--you have no idea who my companion is?"
Biggles felt his knees go weak as he grasped the truth of what von Stalhein was saying.
"I don't know and I don't want to," Algy said. "Get moving, both of you--ah, no, I'll take that, my bright lad," he added, suddenly snatching Biggles's gun from his nerveless hand. "A British weapon, I see. Bold of you. Get out of here with your filthy trade and don't come back."
"But--Algy--don't you know who I am?" Biggles managed faintly.
"I don't know who you are," von Stalhein said, "but I have an idea of why. Even if you're a friend, you won't persuade him of it."
"You said that was what happened to you," Biggles said. "But--Algy... Ginger, Bertie, you must know who I am. You must."
"Get out of here before I remember how much I hate weapons smugglers," Algy said.
Von Stalhein took Biggles by the arm and ushered him away. Biggles, unable to come up with a better idea, went.
A quarter of a mile away von Stalhein sat abruptly on a fallen log. "I have no idea who you are," he said, "but I wonder if you know who I am."
Biggles had been trying to think matters through. "I--yes, of course I know you, von Stalhein. Though I must say whatever you're mixed up in this time is beyond anything I've ever known you to do. You came to us saying everyone had forgotten you--and it's true, it was like there was some kind of fog, but it's gone now. I know exactly who and what you are. But it seems the reverse is no longer true, and not just for you, but Algy and Ginger and Bertie too. It's... a terrible thing."
"Yes. It is." Von Stalhein seemed to shake himself. "You'd better tell me how it is you know me."
Re: Biggles, EvS + everyone
(Also, of course even amnesiac EvS saves him; he can't stand the idea of Biggles getting shot even when he has no idea who he is. <3)
Von Stalhein seemed to shake himself. "You'd better tell me how it is you know me."
Yeah, that's gonna be quite a story, EvS, I hope you're prepared to settle in for a while ...
(FWIW, I've been kicking around the idea of continuing the original and making an actual fic out of it, so there's a chance it'll turn up on AO3 sometime going in a different direction than this - but I am completely fine, of course, with other takes on the same idea/sequels/etc, and of course would not mind if more of it turns up here!)
Re: Biggles, EvS + everyone
But I just couldn't resist the idea of forgotten-by-everyone Biggles who's assumed to be EvS's new sidekick, and EvS being the only person who has an idea of what's going on...
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