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Title: Make and Mend
Fandom: Tintin
Character: Haddock (Haddock/Tintin UST implied)
Rating: all ages
Warnings: None
Word count: 400
Summary: Haddock makes a gift
Notes: This is related to my last drabble, Solo Ascent, in which Tintin's blue sweater is a gift from Haddock. It also owes a lot to my recent Tintin-related discussions with [ profile] halotolerant; Haddock having made the sweater himself was her idea.

Every landsman knows what sailors get up to on long hauls: drinking, fighting, whoring in port and buggery at sea.

True enough, but it leaves a lot out. Sailors make things: they whittle, learn the guitar and write songs, do fancy knotwork. And every sailor Haddock's known could knit and sew, because if your trousers rip in mid-Pacific or your warmest sweater gets covered in engine oil on the way to Greenland, you can't exactly go running to your mother.

If he's got a lot of time on his hands--if he's not inclined to whoring and has (nearly) always had the sense not to bugger men under his command, if he's big enough that his opponents run rather than fight, if he can't be drunk all the time, much as he wants to--then your sailor can get good at making things. Get to like it.

Which is why Haddock sits here in his flat, far from the sea, with the needles in his hands and a half-finished sweater in his lap. He's got the radio on (there's a concert, almost free of German propaganda for once) and a good glass of black-market whisky at his side. A good moderate glass that even Tintin couldn't disapprove of.

He holds his work up to the light, checking the last few rows for evenness and dropped stitches. Not bad. He's getting the trick of this lightweight yarn that makes his fingers clumsy; if he used the heavy wool he's accustomed to, there'd be more sweater than boy. His stitches are smooth, correct; no need to unravel any of tonight's work. At first he made Penelope's progress, unravelling everything, because a few mistakes are all right in something you'll wear on deck but not in a gift.

No, it's turning out well. Soft as anything, too. Haddock strokes it carefully, as though it were alive, as though it could feel his touch.

He likes the color of it against his own sleeve. Two blues, morning and evening.

He strokes it one more time, then takes up his needles. He's got a lot of work to do before it's finished. No matter, there's time enough. This is the longest haul of his life, this voyage into seas he's never known and no one can chart for him, but he thinks that one distant incalculable day, he'll sight land and he will come home.

on 2011-11-13 05:41 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] kay_cricketed
... ♥

This was lovely. The many talents of sailors was fantastic and I loved the small reference to the politics of the world at the time (almost free of German propaganda for once). And alskjdlas, more sweater than boy, love that.

Soft as anything, too. Captain. :)

I also really loved the line, Two blues, morning and evening. What a wonderful way to think about Tintin's sweater. Adopting as headcanon. I promise to take good care of it and bake it monster cookies.

I've run out of Tintin fanfic to comment on, but god, I hope you write more. This is all brilliant. Thank you for sharing!

on 2011-11-16 07:06 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] kay_cricketed
I understand, Captain. Tintin is hard to replace when it comes to the snuggly variety. >.>

I'll definitely keep an eye out for the long-ish Tintin story. The world needs more Tintin fanfiction and longer stories are my favorites. Thanks for the head's up!

on 2012-01-03 09:29 pm (UTC)
Posted by (Anonymous)
Lovely, lovely writing. The tone of this is as soft as that sweater must be.


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