Title: WARMTH
Author: A. Kite ( AKite68163@aol.com )
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: PG
Summary: Fraser has to endure a lecture from his dad
Disclaimer: Due South and its characters are owned by a bunch of suit wearing Canadians. No copyright infringement is intended and no money is being made.
Archiving/Distribution: Posted to Serge, to my own webpage: www.oocities.org/a_kite_fic/ and eventually to dsa and dueslash, all others please ask first
Notes: Thanks to BJ Cochran for the beta read and to my dear friend in Canada who is taping and sending me episodes. Constructive criticism and comments are welcome, publicly or privately, and always answered.
A. Kite (Jan 2002)
"Bah! Son, what are you thinking? That one? Yeah, he's cute, in his own way, but think about it. Skinny won't keep you warm out on the tundra."
< sputter, sputter >
"No, not that one. No subcutaneous fat on him. Okay for warmer climates, but home? No, son, he won't do at all."
"Dad!"
"What? I'm trying to be practical here. Seeing that, apparently, there are no grandchildren forthcoming."
"Dad, I have no idea what you're going on about."
< clears throat > "Son, I've seen the way you look at him, and that skinny behind of his. Not that it isn't an attractive behind, it is."
< sputtering from Fraser >
"As I was saying, son, and I'm speaking from experience, now Buck Frobisher, there was a man that could keep you warm at night." < elbow to the ribs > "Darn right hot. A bit smelly at times, but you get used to it."
< flush of red and a moan from Fraser, Jr. now >
"Well, mark my words, Benton. You take that skinny one up to the Territories with you, you'll be sorry. You need someone with more meat on their bones. Like Turnbull, there. Not the brightest bulb on the bush, but..."
< a deep frustrated moan now >
"Okay, okay. I'm leaving now, but think about it, son. He's a good man. A good cop, but will he keep you warm at night? That's what you have to ask yourself."
Fraser, Jr. sank down on his bunk and put his head in his hands. What could he have possibly done to cause his father to go off on this tangent? What could he have seen? And more importantly, did Ray see it too? Another moan issued from his mouth. He sincerely hoped not.
End