Night Vale drabble
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kindkitA double drabble for naraht, who wanted something about Carlos's imperfection. I'd been toying with this idea already, so it was nice to have an excuse to write it.
Title: Perfect Carlos
Fandom: Welcome to Night Vale
Pairing: Cecil/Carlos
Rating: Teen
Word count: 200
Summary: Like the title says. Or not.
Notes: I've listened to all of Night Vale except the most recent episode, which hopefully doesn't include anything that would Joss this.
Perfect Carlos with his perfect hair, perfect skin, perfect smile, perfect golden voice, everything Cecil has ever dreamed of and more, the only thing in Night Vale that's ever made Cecil perfectly happy. After so long he finally came back to Cecil's house, came to bed with him and it was perfect. Even Carlos's shyness and wanting the light off only made it more perfect.
Carlos lies still beside him, his beautiful chest slowly rising and falling, and under the sound of breathing Cecil can hear a faint whirring. Like a motor, a tiny perfect motor for the perfect simulacrum of a man.
How could he have forgotten that Carlos is a government scientist? An outsider. He came from outside, from the government, like the black helicopters and the other secret police.
He came, he said with perfect honesty, to study Night Vale. He came to time the sunsets and test the trees, to take apart the clocks and find that there was nothing inside them. He came to perform experiments, and what more perfect experiment than this, than Cecil Baldwin?
He has tested Cecil's hope to destruction. He has taken Cecil apart and now there's nothing inside Cecil anymore.
naraht, who wanted something about Carlos's imperfection. I'd been toying with this idea already, so it was nice to have an excuse to write it.Title: Perfect Carlos
Fandom: Welcome to Night Vale
Pairing: Cecil/Carlos
Rating: Teen
Word count: 200
Summary: Like the title says. Or not.
Notes: I've listened to all of Night Vale except the most recent episode, which hopefully doesn't include anything that would Joss this.
Perfect Carlos with his perfect hair, perfect skin, perfect smile, perfect golden voice, everything Cecil has ever dreamed of and more, the only thing in Night Vale that's ever made Cecil perfectly happy. After so long he finally came back to Cecil's house, came to bed with him and it was perfect. Even Carlos's shyness and wanting the light off only made it more perfect.
Carlos lies still beside him, his beautiful chest slowly rising and falling, and under the sound of breathing Cecil can hear a faint whirring. Like a motor, a tiny perfect motor for the perfect simulacrum of a man.
How could he have forgotten that Carlos is a government scientist? An outsider. He came from outside, from the government, like the black helicopters and the other secret police.
He came, he said with perfect honesty, to study Night Vale. He came to time the sunsets and test the trees, to take apart the clocks and find that there was nothing inside them. He came to perform experiments, and what more perfect experiment than this, than Cecil Baldwin?
He has tested Cecil's hope to destruction. He has taken Cecil apart and now there's nothing inside Cecil anymore.
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Date: 2013-08-10 03:08 am (UTC)The great thing about Night Vale, for fanfic purposes, is that absolutely anything is possible.