Hurt me, heal me.

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Hurt/comfort this week! Your prompt is:

Minor character death


I want a graphic or 100 words featuring a character dealing with someone you would consider a minor character. Not the love of their lives, but someone who has made an impact and the loss will be felt deeply.

No rewards, no deadline, just hurt and healing!

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Way more than 100 words of mild McDanno

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Warnings: bashing of imaginary fic, meta-ish, discussion of child death.


"Motherfucking, worthless assholes!" A stapler hits the glass of his partner's office window. Danny never throws anything that will break, but the stapler is for anger that needs the sure trajectory you can't get from folders, and a sharp crack of impact the stress ball doesn't deliver.

Good thing they have bulletproof glass all over headquarters.

"Fucking sociopaths, think that's a PLOT POINT? I should find them and show them how minor-"

"Danny!" He checks the computer screen and yup. Why did he ever tell him about that website? "What have I told you about reading that whole really people fantasy stuff?"

"Real Person Fic. Grace schooled me on it this weekend. Also, apparently she knew about the whole McWilliams thing a long time ago but didn't want to upset me."

Steve blanches. "She hasn't read..."

"No, she skips anything related to the task force, but her friends report the best and worst." Danny flops down in his chair, still upset. "She said she understands me being angry about people writing sex stuff about me, but I should look at some of the PG and 'non-shipping' stories so I can see that it's harmless."

He pointedly places the stapler back on the desk. "Guess that didn't work?"

"They killed Charlie."

"...what?"

"There was this stupid 'bromance fic', which is apparently an entire subgenre where we become heterosexual life partners and platonically marry while still seeing girls who cannot touch the depth of our lifebond or... whatever."

That doesn't sound nice, that doesn't sound nice, that...

"And it killed Fong?"

"No, Steven, the asshole thought the perfect plot hook would be Rachel and Stan getting into a car accident that killed their son. THAT Charlie." Danny's anger starts to ramp up again, but he's too shocked to try to diffuse it. "Because the custody hearings over Vegas were in the gossip columns, this little community knows way too much about my extended family, and the Edwards show up as bit players a fair amount. Just, you know, 'minor characters' but they have their own tags."

"That's pretty cold." He knows there are stories where various Five-0 members die, but it's a risk of their job, and the ones he skimmed were largely respectful and even a little emotional. But a civilian kid?

"Oh you want cold? Do you know what they put in the description? 'Minor Character Death'! Because he's not a fucking person to them, or the center of his parents' world, he's just a name that's connected to me - it doesn't even require a real warning, cause," the stapler hits with window again, hard enough pop open this time, "Because no one will CARE that he dies!"

"Hey, hey..." He half kneels beside the chair to get an arm around his partner, and Danny only struggles a little before he leans in. "It's just people not thinking, Danno, they probably had the idea for some fictional characters they like and didn't think about what it would mean when they changed it to us."

"You will hang a guy off a roof if he's a 'bad guy' but have the rosiest glasses for the general populace I've ever seen, you know that, babe?"

"And you think everyone is a bad guy who just hasn't shown it yet. Fine, they're a psycho jerk, I'll have Chin hunt down their real identity and we'll flag 'em on terrorist watch lists and ruin their credit."

"No terror lists, you animal... It's just, it's right there in the name, Real Person. There aren't minor characters in the real world and they're writing about the death of someone's baby like it only matters how you and I respond to it... I guess I kinda lost it there."

He chuckles and gives one last quick squeeze before standing. "Just a little. But I get it. Come on, no more internet for today, we'll head out early and grab dinner. Unless you had plans with Amber?"

"Naw, nothing solid, I'll just call and tell her I'm with my Heterosexual Life Partner again."

Danny has a wiseass smirk, and he tries to return it instead of a dopey smile.

"Don't worry, I know she can never touch the depth of our lifebond."

"Or whatever."

"I or whatever you too, buddy."


A/N Prompt reminded me of a recent a fanfic rant about someone being killed for the angst in a RPF.

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Black Sails (slightly more than a drabble...)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3938005

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