Secret Window drabble - Figments of Reality

[order_of_chaos]

Title: Figments of Reality
Author: order_of_chaos
For: khohen1.  As is the one a few entries back, if you missed that.  Enjoy!
Characters: Mort, Mort, Chico.
Rating: G
Summary: Mort can't tell for sure whether he's dead or not, but he remembers killing Chico, and Chico's there with him.
Warnings: Possible deadness.  Mort.
AN: I was tempted to call this As You Like It, because really It's
Disclaimer: Not mine.



Figments of Reality

Mort was dead.  He could tell that, because the familiar weight of warm, semi-incontinent canine had settled across his feet, scattering salt-and-pepper dog hair over his dressing gown.  Zombies weren’t usually warm, he thought – and Chico was dead, wasn’t he?  He hadn’t just imagined that?  He remembered the screwdriver.  Red, it had been red.  Hadn’t it?
Hold it together, Mort.  You’ve seen things that aren’t real before.  What’s one more?
“Too bloody much, that’s what.”  He snarled at his mirror.  “I thought I broke you.”
Did you?  Perhaps we’re all dead, then.  Broken glass is pretty, don’t you think?
Mort shook his head impatiently.  “I can’t be dead – this isn’t hell.”  He ran his fingers through his hair, snagging on the occasional tangle, and frowned.  “Hell wouldn’t have potato chips, for one thing.  And Chico’s here.”
Is he?
The screwdriver had been red; the blood black.  Shouldn’t it have been the other way around?
“Chico?”  The dog’s tail thumped against his leg.  “Chico, boy.  I killed you – Shooter did.  Didn’t I?”
Thump.
You’ll never know for sure, pilgrim.  Does it matter?
Did it matter?  Mort leaned forward to scratch behind his dog’s ears.  “No.  This is fine.”  Chico was there, after all.
His mirror smiled.
Thump.

Comments

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

awwwww! and hee! and many other sounds of joysoysouys joyous, if I can ever type, abandon.

“Hell wouldn’t have potato chips, for one thing. And Chico’s here.”
jeeeeeen-yus! love. so much love. and smooches.

[arabwel.livejournal.com]

I second the awww and sqwuee.

Much love for this :D

[order_of_chaos]

Thank you! *grins madly*

[order_of_chaos]

Yay! So glad you liked it!!

[hippediva.livejournal.com]

Oh this is such FUN! I adored the matter-of-fact train of his thoughts and the contrast of the sheer 'creepiness' of it! Great stuff!

[copper-rose.livejournal.com]

Nice little drabble. I have one mulling around in the back of my mind myself (have never written anything SW yet) but would need to find the time. I would imagine that there is so much you can do with it, considering the nature of the movie and of Mort's...ahem...condition. ;)

God, it is so sad how much I love that movie...

CopperRose

[khohen1.livejournal.com]

Oooooooooooooooooooh. Delighfully twisted and funny and so Mort-y. Mmm. I LOVE you for this. Love love love love love. I did miss these. I'll go back and read the other one now.

He snarled at his mirror. “I thought I broke you.”

HEH! "I just killed my mirror. *skitter, crash, SHATTER!* And my shower door." God did I giggle at that scene.

Did you? Perhaps we’re all dead, then. Broken glass is pretty, don’t you think?

Really nice Shooter/Mort voice there. The dry, sardonic wit. I can just hear it in my head.

“Hell wouldn’t have potato chips, for one thing..."

BWA!!!

Great job babe. Golly, I need to get back to writing Depp-fic.

[order_of_chaos]

You liked it! *bounces* I'm glad you liked it!
Thank you!! This is a wonderful fandom to write in.

[order_of_chaos]

Thank you!

[order_of_chaos]

Ooh, I would love to see that. From the author of Passages comes... Let's just say I hope you find time, sometime. You + SW = Glee.

*blinks out of daze* And I'm glad you liked my one! Mort is such fun to write.

God, it is so sad how much I love that movie...
In that case... *joins you in abject misery*