rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (the end)
Riona ([personal profile] rionaleonhart) wrote2010-12-20 10:03 am

Obviously Set Post-Hogwarts, Because He Can't Be A Teenager.

It annoys me that my primary fandoms of the moment are Peep Show and Glee, two shows that are essentially impossible to cross over. I tried to conceive of something involving Mark and Jeremy at school, but... no. Mark Corrigan cannot be a teenager. It simply doesn't work. He was born thirty.

Peep Show is generally quite a difficult programme to cross over with anything, possibly because its main characters are so incapable of normal human interaction. Try to have Mark converse with anyone but Jeremy and he immediately dissolves into panic, desperately trying to maintain his 'I'm a normal person, really, please believe this for long enough for me to get out of this conversation without humiliating myself' mask. I can't imagine he'd approve of Pokémon. Try to send him to Silent Hill and all he'll find is a piece of graffiti saying We considered sending monsters after you, but we decided you'd suffered enough.

The exception is Mark Corrigan/Luna Lovegood, which would be adorable. Mark would worry in her company at first, but eventually he would come to realise that she is a) equally bad at social interaction and b) not self-aware enough to recognise it and therefore probably not aware of how socially incompetent he is. He doesn't feel that he's at risk of fucking up their relationship every time he speaks to her! It's a miracle! Is this how other people feel in interaction with their significant others all the time?

BUT SHE KEEPS TALKING ABOUT THINGS THAT OBVIOUSLY DON'T EXIST AND IT MAKES HIM SO ANGRY.

Eventually, when she's staying over, she steps out onto the balcony to look up at the stars, leaving her wand on the bedside table, and Mark, in a fit of madness, locks her out. It's entirely reasonable; if he hears another word about Nargles, after all, he's fairly certain that he's going to snap and use an Unforgivable Curse on her, so morally this is almost certainly the right decision.

When she tries to get back in, fails and asks him to open the door, Mark is already regretting his rash action, but he's gone too far already; he can't back out now. He pretends that the lock has somehow become stuck.

"Just use an Unlocking Charm," she suggests.

Mark panics and snaps his wand in half. Why did he do that? That was utterly idiotic. And then, of course, he can't find an excuse for not using her wand to unlock the door, so in the end it didn't achieve anything. He lets her in, and she doesn't seem to suspect that any of it was intentional, but he resents her so much for causing him to break his wand that the relationship cannot continue.

...did I say it would be adorable? It would be adorable for a while, at least.
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[identity profile] nomelon.livejournal.com 2010-12-20 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
Couldn't you make MC one of those teenagers who is already thirty? You know the guys in school who should be in the prime of their youth, chasing girls and sneaking cigarettes and getting drunk, but they're wearing jumpers like their dads and polishing their shoes and making out five year plans and the like? Just a thought...

[identity profile] amy-wolf.livejournal.com 2010-12-20 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Knowing Jeremy, it was probably some elaborate scam to get free food/booze/lodgings off the terminally uptight loser by pretending to be his friend, and he found himself more attached than he expected, and then Mark did something genuinely friendly and supportive and Jeremy was all surprised, and then Jeremy found himself doing something genuinely friendly and supportive in order to 'keep the scam going', and he's still sitting around the flat telling himself Operation:Scam A Room Off The Loser is going brilliantly.

(Okay, Jeremy very rarely does anything genuinely helpful and supportive, but when things get exceptionally horrible for Mark, Jeremy tends to actually notice and point out things like "Cutting yourself is not good", which is potentially helpful.)

[identity profile] amy-wolf.livejournal.com 2010-12-21 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm, yeah. Good point.

And clearly you need to do desert island fic, with Mark's prolonged waffling "Is it really that bad if I eat him?" inner monologue. He seems like the type to veer between "It's probably not that bad if I eat him. I'm more important to society after all," and "He's probably still got chlamydia. Can you catch chlamydia by eating someone? That would be difficult to explain to people."

(Anonymous) 2010-12-21 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Mark should have known something horrible would happen to him when his company was taken over by GigantiCorpUSA. That's not quite right, because actually he had. Depending on the time of day and how optimistic he felt it ranged more from the 'oh god, they're going to make us all wear badges telling each other to have a nice day. I haven't had a nice day in years, and I'm hardly going to start now because Jenny in accounting's sporting more plastic on her chest than usual' to 'they'll fire me and I'll never find another job. I'll lose the flat, and spend the rest of my miserable life in a cardboard box, forced to pimp myself out to cater to Jeremy's various disgusting habits'.

It hadn't covered being sent across the Atlantic as a conference delegate, to a room with a now sadly depleted minibar. The one upside Mark had seen to having to tie himself to the inside of a metal can was that at the end of the journey there would be an entire ocean between himself and Jeremy.

That - hadn't worked out as the snoring-in-a-pool-of-vomit flatmate in front of Mark could have attested to if he'd been conscious. He wasn't. Mark had kicked him once to check, and then twice more for being a useless conference ruining git.

That's it. He'd had enough of making sure Jeremy couldn't choke on his own vomit. Mark steeled himself and pushed open the door as a chord swelled. He pushed back against the wall as a horde of improbably pretty - and god he did not just think that - singing teenagers careered symmetrically down the corridor.

What kind of idiot's hold a conference in the same hotel as a childrens' singing contest? (Mark locked Jeremy in - it was probably best to keep him away from teenage girls - he didn't have enough case to bail Jeremy out again.) Oh right, the same idiots who think Mark Corrigan was well suited to international co-operation and was a man who was going places. Shit.