Unfettered Chapter 10
I haven't posted a chapter of this fic since July. I've had this one written for quite a while, but haven't had the guts to post it.
I did do quite a lot of writing at the
slashy_retreat, but am thinking now I will change the direction and order of chapters so it may be as long a wait for the next chapter if anyone is still reading this. Sorry but some muses yelled at me.
TITLE: Unfettered
CHAPTER/WORK IN PROGRESS/COMPLETE: Work in progress
AUTHOR:
owlgrey
PAIRING: Billy/ Elijah
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Elijah gets a bee in his bonnet.
CONTENT/WARNING: AU. You need to suspend belief in the difference in age between Billy and Elijah. Billy is not a cradle snatcher in this!
SPOILERS: Billy has continued to be a bookbinder rather than going in to acting.
DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% fiction. These events never happened. Billy was a bookbinder, but of course followed a different path.
FEEDBACK: I’d love to know what you think of this!
BETA:widdershin , the most patient and beloved beta in the world.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: : This is a sequel to “Bindings”. If you haven’t read that please check it out here. It would help your understanding of this series.
Chapter 10
Billy pushed open the door of his flat, thankful that it was Friday. He had survived another hectic week juggling his study and filming commitments. Tony had been an absolute rock to him throughout the challenging time of filming the wanking scene, giving him advice changing assignment due dates on his student records. Billy had once again thanked him profusely and offered to shout him a few drinks at the pub.
“Hey Lij a few of us from class are heading down the pub for a drink.” Billy held Elijah’s coat out ready, he was always eager to go for a beer or two.
But Billy’s offer was met by a shirt flying past his head and a muttered, “Fuck I know you had one somewhere!”
“Know I had what?” Billy ventured into his room, the origin of the flying shirt, and let out a hissed ‘Fuck!’ as his eyes were met by the image of his normally tidy floor covered in strewn clothing.
“A cape Billy, you had a cape.” Elijah threw over his shoulder and continued rummaging.
“Elijah you’ve gained your mileage out of that thing,” Billy sighed, “I can’t count how many times you’ve made jokes at my expense about that cape. Call me ‘Darth Vader’ one more time and be done with it.” He paused and then explained rather defensively, “My gran made it for a dress up party. I wore it to that and that was the end of it.”
“No no no I want it. It would be perfect for what we need,” Elijah’s head was still buried in the wardrobe.
“What we need?” Billy’s voice was suspicious, “Why are you using my name in vain Elijah Wood?”
Elijah let out another muttered ‘fuck!’ and relinquished his search for a moment. He got up off his knees and handed Billy a piece of paper.
“Lord of the Rings Casting”, Billy read the title out loud and then looked at Elijah, “And…?” He asked not getting the point.
“Read read!” Elijah scanned his fingers down the page until he found Hobbits wanted.
“I want to be Frodo!” he said simply locking his eyes on Billy’s.
“You should audition,” Billy smiled back supportively at Elijah. “But I don’t see how the cape fits in…?”
“Hobbits!” Elijah yelled at Billy. “Hobbits wear capes and I’m going to make a video. Dress up as a Hobbit and film myself…and you…in the wood and then send it off to this…” Elijah referred back to the advertisement, “Peter Jackson guy.”
“You’re mad!” Billy laughed at him. “If you think I’m dressing up in a cape and furry feet to look like a midget you have another thing coming.”
“Dom has a video camera,” Elijah simply replied, “Lucy could film us…or Bob has one doesn’t he?”
“Yeah and I don’t want to think what those two usually film with their cameras!” Billy scrunched up his face. “Dom had this collection of videos labeled Lucy night one, Lucy night two…ewww doesn’t bear thinking about!”
“Yeah well I was thinking Dom could be in on it. If we find your cape Lucy could sew us up a couple more. We already have half mast pants from that beach party we had in the middle of your lounge room last Winter.”
“You want all of us to go running around the forest, tape ourselves, and send it off? You really have lost it Elijah,’ Billy rolled his eyes.
“Have you read the books Billy? The Hobbits were really great friends. They had the sort of rapport we have, especially you and Dom. You two would be perfect.” Elijah looked at Billy pleadingly, “I’m serious Bills, it’s a perfect opportunity.”
“Sounds dodgy to me,” Billy persisted with his reluctance. “Have you seen the films that Peter Jackson guy makes? One’s so graphically violent it’s nearly been banned and the other’s virtually puppet porn. Fuck knows what he’d have us doing?”
“It’s a classic Billy they’re not going to turn it into puppet porn!” Elijah persisted, “Just give it all a go…please.”
Billy slumped down on the bed. “Sometimes you move too fast for me Elijah Wood. You’ve taken me from being a simple factory worker to studying at Drama School, and then on to starring in a small film. But this is too much; I can’t go auditioning for a major screen part. That’s crazy!”
Elijah sighed and gave up his search for the cape. He sat down next to Billy and wrapped his arm around him. “Remember that night I first dragged you to Theatre Group? I had to keep my arm around you like I’m doing now to stop you from running away.”
“I wondered if that’s what you were doing that night,” Billy gave Elijah a weak smile as he remembered the strong hold Elijah had kept on him.
“Yeah well what would have happened if I’d let you go?” Elijah said, his eyes staring into Billy’s. “You would have run away…back to the binders and that’s where you’d be now. I don’t know if we would have gotten together or not, but you certainly wouldn’t have been the Billy I have now.” Elijah hugged Billy closer. “Take risks Billy. Give it a go. If you make an ass of yourself who’s to see? Just me and Dom and we always see you making an ass of yourself anyway.” Elijah giggled and then gave Billy a supportive kiss on the cheek.
Billy let Elijah hold him for a while longer before he broke away and went over to the dressing table. He opened the third drawer down and pulled out a Marks and Spencer’s bag. He reached in and grabbed the cape. “It’ll need an ironing,” he said with a grin.
I did do quite a lot of writing at the
slashy_retreat, but am thinking now I will change the direction and order of chapters so it may be as long a wait for the next chapter if anyone is still reading this. Sorry but some muses yelled at me.TITLE: Unfettered
CHAPTER/WORK IN PROGRESS/COMPLETE: Work in progress
AUTHOR:
owlgrey PAIRING: Billy/ Elijah
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Elijah gets a bee in his bonnet.
CONTENT/WARNING: AU. You need to suspend belief in the difference in age between Billy and Elijah. Billy is not a cradle snatcher in this!
SPOILERS: Billy has continued to be a bookbinder rather than going in to acting.
DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% fiction. These events never happened. Billy was a bookbinder, but of course followed a different path.
FEEDBACK: I’d love to know what you think of this!
BETA:
widdershin , the most patient and beloved beta in the world.AUTHOR’S NOTE: : This is a sequel to “Bindings”. If you haven’t read that please check it out here. It would help your understanding of this series.
Chapter 10
Billy pushed open the door of his flat, thankful that it was Friday. He had survived another hectic week juggling his study and filming commitments. Tony had been an absolute rock to him throughout the challenging time of filming the wanking scene, giving him advice changing assignment due dates on his student records. Billy had once again thanked him profusely and offered to shout him a few drinks at the pub.
“Hey Lij a few of us from class are heading down the pub for a drink.” Billy held Elijah’s coat out ready, he was always eager to go for a beer or two.
But Billy’s offer was met by a shirt flying past his head and a muttered, “Fuck I know you had one somewhere!”
“Know I had what?” Billy ventured into his room, the origin of the flying shirt, and let out a hissed ‘Fuck!’ as his eyes were met by the image of his normally tidy floor covered in strewn clothing.
“A cape Billy, you had a cape.” Elijah threw over his shoulder and continued rummaging.
“Elijah you’ve gained your mileage out of that thing,” Billy sighed, “I can’t count how many times you’ve made jokes at my expense about that cape. Call me ‘Darth Vader’ one more time and be done with it.” He paused and then explained rather defensively, “My gran made it for a dress up party. I wore it to that and that was the end of it.”
“No no no I want it. It would be perfect for what we need,” Elijah’s head was still buried in the wardrobe.
“What we need?” Billy’s voice was suspicious, “Why are you using my name in vain Elijah Wood?”
Elijah let out another muttered ‘fuck!’ and relinquished his search for a moment. He got up off his knees and handed Billy a piece of paper.
“Lord of the Rings Casting”, Billy read the title out loud and then looked at Elijah, “And…?” He asked not getting the point.
“Read read!” Elijah scanned his fingers down the page until he found Hobbits wanted.
“I want to be Frodo!” he said simply locking his eyes on Billy’s.
“You should audition,” Billy smiled back supportively at Elijah. “But I don’t see how the cape fits in…?”
“Hobbits!” Elijah yelled at Billy. “Hobbits wear capes and I’m going to make a video. Dress up as a Hobbit and film myself…and you…in the wood and then send it off to this…” Elijah referred back to the advertisement, “Peter Jackson guy.”
“You’re mad!” Billy laughed at him. “If you think I’m dressing up in a cape and furry feet to look like a midget you have another thing coming.”
“Dom has a video camera,” Elijah simply replied, “Lucy could film us…or Bob has one doesn’t he?”
“Yeah and I don’t want to think what those two usually film with their cameras!” Billy scrunched up his face. “Dom had this collection of videos labeled Lucy night one, Lucy night two…ewww doesn’t bear thinking about!”
“Yeah well I was thinking Dom could be in on it. If we find your cape Lucy could sew us up a couple more. We already have half mast pants from that beach party we had in the middle of your lounge room last Winter.”
“You want all of us to go running around the forest, tape ourselves, and send it off? You really have lost it Elijah,’ Billy rolled his eyes.
“Have you read the books Billy? The Hobbits were really great friends. They had the sort of rapport we have, especially you and Dom. You two would be perfect.” Elijah looked at Billy pleadingly, “I’m serious Bills, it’s a perfect opportunity.”
“Sounds dodgy to me,” Billy persisted with his reluctance. “Have you seen the films that Peter Jackson guy makes? One’s so graphically violent it’s nearly been banned and the other’s virtually puppet porn. Fuck knows what he’d have us doing?”
“It’s a classic Billy they’re not going to turn it into puppet porn!” Elijah persisted, “Just give it all a go…please.”
Billy slumped down on the bed. “Sometimes you move too fast for me Elijah Wood. You’ve taken me from being a simple factory worker to studying at Drama School, and then on to starring in a small film. But this is too much; I can’t go auditioning for a major screen part. That’s crazy!”
Elijah sighed and gave up his search for the cape. He sat down next to Billy and wrapped his arm around him. “Remember that night I first dragged you to Theatre Group? I had to keep my arm around you like I’m doing now to stop you from running away.”
“I wondered if that’s what you were doing that night,” Billy gave Elijah a weak smile as he remembered the strong hold Elijah had kept on him.
“Yeah well what would have happened if I’d let you go?” Elijah said, his eyes staring into Billy’s. “You would have run away…back to the binders and that’s where you’d be now. I don’t know if we would have gotten together or not, but you certainly wouldn’t have been the Billy I have now.” Elijah hugged Billy closer. “Take risks Billy. Give it a go. If you make an ass of yourself who’s to see? Just me and Dom and we always see you making an ass of yourself anyway.” Elijah giggled and then gave Billy a supportive kiss on the cheek.
Billy let Elijah hold him for a while longer before he broke away and went over to the dressing table. He opened the third drawer down and pulled out a Marks and Spencer’s bag. He reached in and grabbed the cape. “It’ll need an ironing,” he said with a grin.