Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Pop Culture

[froodle]

So this is for the Fic or Treat prompt, which asks "leave a comment with what you're dressed as or doing for the holiday and I will either give you a fic based off of what you tell me or give you a 3 song mix/graphics/picspam or something else that jumps to mind" and deifire's comment, which was "I mostly had to do work things, and was Special Agent Dale Cooper for a bit."



"I thought you said your class was dressing up for Halloween," said Simon.

Marshall huffed the huff of a thirteen-year-old boy who'd spent the entire school day having this conversation and unclipped a newly-laminated, slightly wonky FBI badge from the breast pocket of his too-large black suit jacket. He waved it in Simon's face. Simon made a grab for it, missed, missed again, and finally captured it on the third try.

"Special Agent Dale Cooper," he read, then looked up at Mars, his face a mask of blank incomprehension.

Marshall huffed again.

"Never mind," he said. "I'll explain it to you when you're older. Did Dash make it?"

"He's outside," said Simon, pushing the goggle-eyed alien mask up on top of his head and pointing beyond the mass of students milling about BF Skinner's tired-looking foyer. "Didn't want to come in in case of... well, in case of people, I think."

"Is he in costume?" asked Marshall. Simon only looked at him.

"Yeah, I should have known," he said, as they threaded their way through the throng of teenagers towards the great double doors that lead to the school parking lot, and freedom.

Dash was leaning against a sculpture of a giant wooden hand that reached skywards with dozens of gnarled and twisting fingers. Each crooked digit ended in a different graven image of a screaming human face. Marshall and Simon were slowly working their way through decades of yearbook photos, matching the awkwardly-smiling teens within to the carved effigies without. So far, they'd found thirty-nine.

"What are you supposed to be?" said Dash, once they were within insult range. He gave Marshall a quick up and down, shaking his head in disgust. "You look like a little kid at his baby brother's christening."

"Shut up," said Marshall. "I know you've seen Twin Peaks. I know you know I'm Agent Cooper."

Dash raised an eyebrow.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he said.

"You do!" Marshall insisted. "You know who the Log Lady is, you've definitely-"

"That's from Northern Exposure," said Dash.

"Which was a reference to Twin Peaks!"

Dash shrugged.

"Never heard of it," he said. "Since their main character is apparently a nerd in a badly fitting suit, I'll give it a pass."

"Where's your costume, Dash?" said Simon, stepping in to change the subject.

"I'm not wearing one," said Dash, stating the blindingly obvious. "I was going to shoplift one from the World o' Stuff, but they were all lame."

Simon looked worried.

"I don't think we'll be able to sneak into Stanley Binkerman's party and check out his cursed hot tub if we're not all in costume," he said.

"It's fine," said Mars. "If anyone asks, you're Christian Slater in Heathers."

"Who's that?" asked Dash.

"Stop it," said Marshall. "There's no way you don't know."

Dash looked at Simon. Simon shrugged.

"Seriously?" said Marshall.




Microwave-verse

Bonfire by froodle, in which Pinocchio is ruined forever

Gingerbread by froodle, in which there is a witch in the Eerie Woods

Leaves by froodle, in which plantlife finds Marshall entirely too enticing

Offspring by froodle, in which there are dragons

Based on Your Previous Purchases by froodle, in which Mars should really pay attention to Amazon's reccomendations

Housework by froodle, in which a rota cannot be agreed upon

Breakfast by froodle, in which Dash's attempts at cookery do not go well

Ghost in the Machine by froodle, in which a new laptop opens an old wound

Consequences by froodle, in which an encounter with leprechauns leaves the boys very tired indeed

The Microwave by froodle, in which Andrea Fantucci returns to Eerie after a considerable absense

The Eldritch Abomination in the Room by froodle, in which the microwave is most definitely not discussed

Basic Household Maintenance by froodle, in which manticores are inconsiderate houseguests

Torrential by froodle, in which there is a storm, and the boys eat ice-cream

Linens by froodle, in which Dash X makes a bed

Night Music by froodle, in which Simon is woken by a nocturnal visitor

In For The Night by froodle, in which Dash refuses to leave the house

Hound by froodle, in which Simon makes a friend

Errands by froodle, in which Simon has a to-do list

Waterlogged by froodle, in which Eerie experiences heavy rainfall

Wildlife by froodle, in which Simon and Marshall go to the beach

Rainbow by froodle, in which Dash fails to properly appreciate Michael Flatley

Jackolantern by froodle, in which the local pumpkin patch has a problem

Comments

[evilinsanemonkey]

Dash X: has no clue who he is or where he came from but he is King of Pop Culture

[froodle]

Even when he doesn't realise it, or when everyone thinks he's quoting village of the damned but he's actually quoting the Simpsons parody "the bloodening".

[deifire]

Bwahaha! This is perfect!

I love the creepy sculpture just casually in the middle of everything!

[froodle]

Municipal artwork, just hanging out, maybe consuming students, maybe just a really ill conceived tribute to those lost kids...

[friendof_dorothy]

That's fantastic. I love that Dash is oblivious to his own references. But mostly im just Concerned about the statue.

[froodle]

He doesn't know how he knows that JD is the ultimate expression of cool, he just knows that he knows it.

And yes, we should all be worried about that statue...