Starsky & Hutch: My gna, gna, gna face is disguised by grim

[valis2]

• With a very paternal parting looking, Hutch turned around, leaving Starsky behind making a "gna, gna, gna"-face to his back.
  
  I am still laughing about this. Even though I originally read this a week ago.


• Without answering, Hutch reluctantly took the ice pack and gently placed it on the ominously looking knot on Starsky's head.
  
  If I had a bump on my head that could look--well, let's just say I understand why Hutch is reluctant to put an ice pack on it. And it's looking at Hutch ominously. Cassandra the Knot.


• Starsky raised his hand in a mock Boy Scout salute. "I pledge to be absolute gentlemen. Word of honor. You can even have my room."


• The salad was followed by a small portion of the lightest, most delicately flavored fetticine Alfredo Hutch had ever eaten.
  
  Um. This is actually from a really good fic. I'm only including it because I'm a dufus and thought for just a moment that the restaurant had named their dish Alfredo Hutch. lol.
  
  It also includes this:
  
  "What check?" she said sharply. "Don't insult us! Of course, I'll wrap the cannoli's--if you promise to eat them tonight. Cannoli's don't keep. And I'll bring you a bottle of wine."
  
  This is a supposedly native Italian speaker. Um. Cannoli is already plural. And, uh, you don't generally use an apostrophe for plurals. Though, given that this is a word from another language, I do think there might be a rule that says you have to. Can't remember now. I'm sure one of you knows.
  
  It really is a great fic, though, despite those little things.


• [Starsky] was now face to face with captain Harold (I hate Monday's) Dobey.


• Starsky stopped [the bad guy] and put the gun into his mouth. "That's not what I'm talking about and you know it. My partner, dammit! The bomb that you strapped to his chest because he killed your brother, you tell me how to diffuse it."
  
  This is actually just a typo. The rest of the fic's great, but this made me laugh like an idjit, so here you are.


• The attacks had everyone with a badge feeling pretty edgy and vulnerable, and Hutch had a tendency to feel in triplicate, but even the routine conversation between them felt strained.
  
  OMG I so love this line. Hutch feeling in triplicate! What a terrific, clever turn of phrase.


• Hutch had made a full and staggering recovery from his four day ordeal underground


• ahahahah! Starsky & Hutch are kidnapped, they're in a van, and one of the villains is sitting in a beanbag chair in the van!


• 'Get real, Hutchinson. You've got to get a life and quit pinning away over your partner. Your *male* partner. You're *straight male* partner at that.'
  
  Another one of those moments where the writer uses "your" correctly, but then within five words uses "you're" for the EXACT SAME SITUATION.


• “The picnic with me and Laura Hutch.” Starsky whined impatiently.
  
  Someone desperately needs a comma, because at first I thought this was Hutch's wife. Nope, Laura is actually Starsky's girlfriend.
  
  And then, in the same fic, Hutch says:
  
  “Awww, I don’t know Starsk.”
  
  Oh, and it has this treasure:
  
  [Hutch's] ivory hair was disguised by grim.


• [Hutch is thinking:] Crap, he was naked! That was all he needed. Bad enough to be left in the hands of some sadistic bastards who wanted to hammer him into the ground, but to loose his clothes too! It left him feeling even more vulnerable and alone.


• Cold eyes. Deadly eyes. Someone had just walked across Hutch's grave and she was contemptuously sitting in the room with him now. He was a turkey the day before Thanksgiving.
  
  This line is especially funny because the rest of the fic is so exceedingly serious.


• Starsky’s body felt like it was about to cave in.


• Eventually, hutch whispered quietly 'Starsk, can ya get up? your C4 is digging into my ribs buddy'.
  
  The brunette looked sheepish and struggled to sit up, cautiously peeing through the remaining glass in the window, checking to see if he could see any evidence of the sniper's presence.
  
  Is that some C4, or are you happy to see me? And Starsky is acting rather territorial here. Oh, wait, the author means peering, I get it. lol.

Comments

[valis2.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad it brought you cheer! *hugs*

You know that I'm going to be trying out my gna, gna, gna face whenever possible. Especially in public. Then again, it might lead to my arrest.

*snorts* I don't even want to consider what Alfredo Hutch might contain. lol!!

*hugs*

[marginaliana]

Or maybe the gna, gna, gna face is like when you accidentally eat something really disgusting that's sort of sticking to your tongue, so you're sort of trying to scrape it off with your top teeth and simultaneously stick out your tongue as if air will magically remove the evil flavor... or something. There should be a word for that.

[valis2.livejournal.com]

There should be a word for that.

Gna!

*laughs*

*giant hugs*