Another drabble. emcue requested Wallace/Weevil. Er. Not sure about this one, but you know, I tried. Possible Doc Holiday/Johnny Ringo still to come, if I get up the courage to write it.

Veronica Mars
Wallace/Weevil
Rated R for adult situations

Go See the Wizard



It all starts with the Snack 'N Pack and Sheriff Lamb, who pretty much makes Wallace want to crawl into a dark hole somewhere while simultaneously beating the shit out of something. But Wallace, he's not a violent guy (except when it comes to protecting his mother), so in the end he tries to get out of the whole shop lifting police scene of 'about to get his ass kicked,' but Lamb, of course, just gets that smirk on his face and tells him to go see the wizard.

What. A fucking. Prick.

But really that humiliation is nothing compared to what happens the next night when Weevil gets a hold of him.

"Now stay very still, you little nark, or my hand just might slip, if you catch my meaning."

It's pretty hard not to catch his meaning when Weevil is waving a knife the size of a small dog in Wallace's face. But it's also seriously hard not to flinch when Weevil brings the knife close, laying the flat of the blade along Wallace's cheek gently with a maniacal grin on his face that makes Wallace wonder if Weevil hasn't been smoking more than pot that night. And then the knife disappears from Wallace's cheek and moves downwards, slicing off his clothing precisely, methodically, and now it's really hard not to move because, well, there are some things Wallace doesn't like to admit even to himself, but the hard on currently tenting his boxers is seriously impossible to ignore. For both of them.

But Weevil just laughs and gives him that look again, like there might be some cutting involved in Wallace's near future, and when he wraps the tape around Wallace's body, he lets his fingers brush against bare skin and Wallace knows—he fucking knows—that Weevil's not going to say anything about this, but there will come a time, maybe not now but in the distant unknowable future, when his stupid dick that can't make up its mind about what it likes is going to come back to haunt him. Weevil will make sure of that.

Well. A boy can hope, anyway.

And for anyone who wants it: Battlestar Galactica 1.01. Enjoy!