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driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
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"Oh look, it's the future Mrs. Cory Matthews," a young Shawn - he can't be more than eleven here - taunts, as his best friend holds up a comic book to hide his face.
Undaunted, the young girl says, "Hello, Cory."
"Cory's not here!" The boy says, from behind the comic book as if his great disguise has worked. (It hasn't.)
"My [relative] rented a video tape which I thought you might be interested in seeing," the young girl replies, clearly not fooled by his shenanigans. "Godzilla goes to college~"
Shawn stares at Cory, wide-eyed, as he almost lets out a low whistle, "Whoa. That's the one where Godzilla scarves down UCLA."
"Yeah," Cory says eagerly, putting down his comic book long enough to properly look at the young girl. "When can we borrow it?"
"You can't. It's my relative's tape." As the two young kids banter on, settling on four PM as the proper time for the girl to come over and bring the tape, she mumbles, "Four's good. That gives me time to go home and get ready."
"Get ready?" Cory says.
"I mean, go home and get the tape. That's all, bye," she says hurriedly, rushing out of the cafeteria as quickly as she can.
Shawn watches this, with an amused expression, before he says in a sing-song voice, "Man, Topanga's got a thang for youuuu..."
"What do I care?" Cory whines as the memory fades back into the road ahead of them. "All I want from her is brownies and videos."
Shawn - driver Shawn - doesn't even have the decency to look embarrassed as he glances back at Bran. Instead, he's so amused that he almost lets out a laugh, before remembering, the kid's gonna need time to process this.]
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What is a "thang"?
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It means they like each other, as more than friends. See, my friends? The ones you just saw? They've been together forever, but right around sixth grade, Cory got weird. He thought guys and girls couldn't really be together - and well. You saw what happened.
[He taps his fingers on the steering wheel, because he can't wait to spoil the future---]
But it's fine. They get married in the future, and I'm their best man.
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[That makes sense to him, mostly. He knows about love from the stories that Sansa likes to hear, even if they don't interest him, and he knows about marriage through politics. He thinks for a moment how lucky Shawn's friends are that they were wedded to each other. One day he would like to marry someone, maybe Meera, and he hopes that it makes people as happy as this seems to make Shawn.
Putting down the guidebook, Bran leans forwards a bit, squinting at the radio.]
This is very strange music.
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[Shawn pulls the car to the side of the road for a sec, so he can pull out a few CDs and toss them into the backseat.] Then why don't you pick something else out?
[The CDs at Bran's disposal are:
A) A video game soundtrack about a cute blue hedgehog
B) A Counting Crows album
C) A smudged album, titled "For Shawn,"
D) Collective Soul album (cw: hospitalization, severe injuries)
E) An album with a flying school bus on it
... He might've changed a few of them up, since you know, he's not gonna trust a kid with EVERY album he owns.]
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incoming tl;dr
[As Bran hands the CD over, the car and the road ahead fade into a winter cabin. It's snowing outside (as expected in this part of the country), and a younger Shawn, a younger Cory, and an elderly man are stuck inside for the night.
"A guy like him is never going to understand a guy like me," Shawn's saying to Cory, gesturing towards the elderly man reading a book.
He knows this song and dance. Feeny's always ragged on him to study more, from asking him to open his history textbook to even making comments about what "seven and a half hours of schoolwork will do for his history grade." Shawn isn't about that lifestyle. As far as he's concerned, Feeny's never going to be in his court.
"We're complete opposites," Shawn says, as if it's the end of the discussion.
Cory looks at him, with a resigned expression, "You should give him a chance."
Shawn sighs. "I'll give him a chance." So he walks over to Feeny, and puts his hands on his hips as he goes, "Mr. Feeny. Why do you hate me so much?"
Mr. Feeny glances up from his book and gives Shawn a surprised once-over. "I beg your pardon?"
"I wanna know why you hate me so much," Shawn repeats, sitting down across from him.
Mr. Feeny again stares at him, closing his book so he can better look at the kid. "Is that what you think?"
"Yeah. You're always getting on my case."
"If, by that, you mean I'm always trying to get the best out of you, then yes, I'm always on your case. But... I certainly don't hate you."
"See, Shawn?"
"It frustrates me to see such a charismatic young man with so much unfulfilled potential," Mr. Feeny finishes, looking at Shawn now as his hand forms a fist.
"Yeah, I got you - so I'm just another one of your hopeless students."
"I suppose, I'm just another stodgy old principal."
"The stodgiest," Shawn says, without missing a beat.
Then, something truly surprising happens. Mr. Feeny asks Shawn what he knows about him. God, what kind of question is that? Shawn reels back a little, struggling to think of a proper answer, because to him, Feeny IS exactly what he just said.
"Oh, like you know anything about ME," Shawn retorts, in a desperate attempt to get the heat off him.
Feeny's actually grinning as he says, "Well, let's see.... Shawn Patrick Hunter, son of Chet and Virna, born in Ohio, lived in Oklahoma, in and out of five schools before he was twelve."
"You've... memorized my transcript." That has to be it. There's no logical, real explanation as to why Feeny would care so much. Shawn's a hopeless, hopeless student with no real future. THAT HAS TO BE IT.
Except, Feeny keeps going. "Oh, and you love a musical group named... Counting Crows."
"That's... not in my transcript." Shawn doesn't know what to say.
Cory, who'd kept silent for most of this exchange, finally dares to ask, "Do you know this much about all your students?"
Feeny glances down at his book, then back at Cory. "No. I don't."
Holy cow, Feeny actually cares. Feeny actually, truly cares - when was the last time a grown-up ever bothered to learn that much about him? Shawn's parents are GONE. They've been gone - Mom to who knows where, and Dad to chase after her. Cory's parents are awesome, but they can't keep up with him, and Mr. Turner, his legal guardian? Turner's so new to parenting it hurts. Even Cory and Topanga're leaving him as they fall deeper and deeper in love. It's the Hunter curse.
Except... Feeny cares. Feeny really, really cares.
The cabin fades back into the car, and this song begins to play in the background. Without another word, Shawn puts his turn signal on, and they start driving on the road again.]