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some Tintin/Haddock drabbles
Mar. 31st, 2012 10:55 pm*a momentary break from posting Calc/Haddock* lol
Just thought I'd dump these bits here for anyone who wants to see~
All of these were written for friends who prompted me with a word and a pairing c:
---Tintin/Haddock---
1. Awkward
"Blisterin' barnacles, lad...!" Haddock muttered, swiftly crouching over to help the lad up; whatever had caused TIntin to blindly sprint around a corner at Marlinspike Hall must be important (it always was) and the Captain pelted the boy with his usual barage of questions that preluded one of their wacky adventures, only stopping when Tintin (looking oddly pink in the ears) suggested he get dressed before they headed out anywhere, as it was the middle of February, not exactly the type of weather to be wearing nothing but a towel.
2. Stars
It seemed impossible that there was anything Tintin hadn't learned, didn't understand, couldn't do - so when the lad turned to him, a determined look in those crisp ocean-blue eyes, and asked the old seadog to teach him how to navigate by the stars, Haddock felt a rush of gratitude that there was still some way he could be useful to this jack of all trades, this renaissance man; ignoring Tintin's startled gasp, the Captain shoved the rowboat's oars aside and plopped himself right down next to the boy, one big hand finding it's home on his pupil's lean shoulder, the other thrust out towards the heavens as he began his lecture, fueled by the excitement that comes with passing on knowledge.
3. Chess
The game of chess ended when Haddock accidentally nibbled on the head of his Knight, which led to the awe-striking discovery that the pieces were, in fact, made of chocolate (imagine that!); this realization suited Tintin just fine - thus, while the Captain was still staring, bewildered, at the beheaded knight in his hand, the lad gave up the game (it was nearing a stalemate anyway) and playfully prodded his rook into the corner of Captain's gaping mouth, which rewarded him with a splutter of surprise, a startled swear - and, before he knew it, the Captain had plunged over the game board, knocking the pieces everywhere, fighting to stick a pawn or two into Tintin's laughing mouth, limbs atangle, the sweet smell of the candy in the air.
4. Purpose (aka the sappiest thing I've ever written lol)
If the Sea was his darling, then the Bottle was his fierce and demanding mistress, and post Tintin, Haddock still indulges, but less often - wouldn't want some drink to allow him to disappoint the boy, not ever again. Thus, when he does become lost to Alcohol's sweetly suffocating embrace, she strikes like a lover scorned and his beard is sodden as the ocean and memories fall from his lips like broken seashells -- the time when he was young and clean shaven and learning to trust the compass in his gut, the dying words of his grandfather muddled up with the whiskey that made him forget yet ignited in him an unexplainable certainty that he had a destiny to fight for, how he'd happily believed he'd found his life's meaning as a proud Captain until the anchor of their betrayal dragged him down into depths he couldn't, wouldn't be able to withstand again, but why shouldn't he have stayed down there when his only purpose was ever to avenge a long dead ancestor he'd never met yet influenced his life more than anyone ever had? He hadn't done anythign special, hand't change the world, didn't matter--
No, Captain.
This was where Tintin came in and halted his blubbering with logic and facts and crystal clear blue eyes - true, honest, friendly as ocean waves, his, darling, Haddock thought - his words lighting the dark waters of Haddock's fears like the glimmering dawn. That yes, in fact, he DID matter, he was his friend and saved his life more than a thousand times, the business with Sir Francis was done and over, and they'd gone on so many adventures to so many places that he'd probably changed the world many times over already and would continue to do so in the future, together.
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This last one was just somethin' I wrote for some pals on Valentines Day:
It was a complete disaster - the florist had mixed up his order of roses (why petunias? Haddock sniffled, fighting back another sneeze), the boxes of chocolates were reduced to ribbons on the floor (who knew that so much candy could fit into such a small dog?), Calculus was suffering the side effects of one of his more festive-inspired inventions (poor Nestor - of all concoctions to knock over while dusting - a love potion!), and to cap it off, Bianca Castafiore had taken it upon herself to pay them a surprise visit so she could give him a 'romantic' serenade!
Needless to say, the Captain was NOT in a pleasant mood.
If it hadn't been for Tintin - who surveyed the situation with good humor, laughing, catching the Captain's eye with a grin and a promising wink, then Valentine's Day might have been a complete flop.
Thanks to this boy - his boy, the Captain reminded himself - holidays would always be worth celebrating.
----
(wait, correction - THAT was the sappiest thing I've ever written XD
Enjoy, tindock lovers~! :D
Just thought I'd dump these bits here for anyone who wants to see~
All of these were written for friends who prompted me with a word and a pairing c:
---Tintin/Haddock---
1. Awkward
"Blisterin' barnacles, lad...!" Haddock muttered, swiftly crouching over to help the lad up; whatever had caused TIntin to blindly sprint around a corner at Marlinspike Hall must be important (it always was) and the Captain pelted the boy with his usual barage of questions that preluded one of their wacky adventures, only stopping when Tintin (looking oddly pink in the ears) suggested he get dressed before they headed out anywhere, as it was the middle of February, not exactly the type of weather to be wearing nothing but a towel.
2. Stars
It seemed impossible that there was anything Tintin hadn't learned, didn't understand, couldn't do - so when the lad turned to him, a determined look in those crisp ocean-blue eyes, and asked the old seadog to teach him how to navigate by the stars, Haddock felt a rush of gratitude that there was still some way he could be useful to this jack of all trades, this renaissance man; ignoring Tintin's startled gasp, the Captain shoved the rowboat's oars aside and plopped himself right down next to the boy, one big hand finding it's home on his pupil's lean shoulder, the other thrust out towards the heavens as he began his lecture, fueled by the excitement that comes with passing on knowledge.
3. Chess
The game of chess ended when Haddock accidentally nibbled on the head of his Knight, which led to the awe-striking discovery that the pieces were, in fact, made of chocolate (imagine that!); this realization suited Tintin just fine - thus, while the Captain was still staring, bewildered, at the beheaded knight in his hand, the lad gave up the game (it was nearing a stalemate anyway) and playfully prodded his rook into the corner of Captain's gaping mouth, which rewarded him with a splutter of surprise, a startled swear - and, before he knew it, the Captain had plunged over the game board, knocking the pieces everywhere, fighting to stick a pawn or two into Tintin's laughing mouth, limbs atangle, the sweet smell of the candy in the air.
4. Purpose (aka the sappiest thing I've ever written lol)
If the Sea was his darling, then the Bottle was his fierce and demanding mistress, and post Tintin, Haddock still indulges, but less often - wouldn't want some drink to allow him to disappoint the boy, not ever again. Thus, when he does become lost to Alcohol's sweetly suffocating embrace, she strikes like a lover scorned and his beard is sodden as the ocean and memories fall from his lips like broken seashells -- the time when he was young and clean shaven and learning to trust the compass in his gut, the dying words of his grandfather muddled up with the whiskey that made him forget yet ignited in him an unexplainable certainty that he had a destiny to fight for, how he'd happily believed he'd found his life's meaning as a proud Captain until the anchor of their betrayal dragged him down into depths he couldn't, wouldn't be able to withstand again, but why shouldn't he have stayed down there when his only purpose was ever to avenge a long dead ancestor he'd never met yet influenced his life more than anyone ever had? He hadn't done anythign special, hand't change the world, didn't matter--
No, Captain.
This was where Tintin came in and halted his blubbering with logic and facts and crystal clear blue eyes - true, honest, friendly as ocean waves, his, darling, Haddock thought - his words lighting the dark waters of Haddock's fears like the glimmering dawn. That yes, in fact, he DID matter, he was his friend and saved his life more than a thousand times, the business with Sir Francis was done and over, and they'd gone on so many adventures to so many places that he'd probably changed the world many times over already and would continue to do so in the future, together.
------------
This last one was just somethin' I wrote for some pals on Valentines Day:
It was a complete disaster - the florist had mixed up his order of roses (why petunias? Haddock sniffled, fighting back another sneeze), the boxes of chocolates were reduced to ribbons on the floor (who knew that so much candy could fit into such a small dog?), Calculus was suffering the side effects of one of his more festive-inspired inventions (poor Nestor - of all concoctions to knock over while dusting - a love potion!), and to cap it off, Bianca Castafiore had taken it upon herself to pay them a surprise visit so she could give him a 'romantic' serenade!
Needless to say, the Captain was NOT in a pleasant mood.
If it hadn't been for Tintin - who surveyed the situation with good humor, laughing, catching the Captain's eye with a grin and a promising wink, then Valentine's Day might have been a complete flop.
Thanks to this boy - his boy, the Captain reminded himself - holidays would always be worth celebrating.
----
(wait, correction - THAT was the sappiest thing I've ever written XD
Enjoy, tindock lovers~! :D
