The Redemption of Booster Gold. Epilogue
Title: The Redemption of Booster Gold -- Epilogue: Glorification
Fandom: Justice League
Characters: Booster, Beetle, Junior (OMC), Max
Prompt: "How."
Word Count: 735
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: The how of Booster going from shooting Batman to bringing Ted back from the dead. A prequel of sorts, going over the things the first Mullet-verse Prologue skipped over. Exploring the details and day-to-day of the progression of obsession and mourning, as well as the origins of Junior and Zombie Max.
I just have to say, do you ever have something just...really come together by accident? According to Wikipedia, "In Christianity redemption is synonymous with salvation." Check the story title, now check the little definition blurb for "glorification." Booyah. I don't think I could've planned that so well. :D
CHAPTERS: { Prologue: Absolution }{ Chapter One: Benediction }{ Chapter Two: Consecration }{ Chapter Three: Delegation }{ Chapter Four: Education }{ Chapter Five: Flagellation }{ Epilogue: Glorification }
<-{ previous story: Mullet-verse handbook/guide } { next story: Hairy Situations and Situational Hair }->
Beta by alba_aulbath.
~Epilogue: Glorification
Glorification is the completion, the consummation, the perfection, the full realization of salvation.
-----
Booster didn't understand Junior's fascination with Zombie Max. Maybe it was the novelty of another...vaguely human presence besides Booster. Maybe it was just because he was new and different.
Still, it made the hairs on the back of his neck, weighted down by the hair dye though they were, stand on end every time he saw the boy heading for the closet. Junior didn't seem to understand the concept of "don't mess with the zombie."
He also seemed to have an unusual amount of information on the undead, and a strong desire to test that information. When Booster questioned him on it, Junior said he'd seen something on TV.
It was apparent that Max didn't have superstrength, since he hadn't been able to break out of the closet, so Junior speculated that he needed to eat. Booster couldn't understand wanting the zombie to have superstrength and said as much.
Junior just stared at him and scratched his ear, like he couldn't understand not wanting the zombie to have superstrength.
Clearly this was an issue where Ted's genes won out over Booster's.
So Junior had positioned a stool in front of the closet, opened the door, and threw spoiled meat at Zombie Max for about an hour. Booster finally made him stop when it became obvious that Max didn't have the ability to catch the meat or pick it up where it had fallen. It just seemed kind of sad.
After that, Booster told Junior to stay away from the closet. Junior was disappointed, but obeyed him.
Though Booster couldn't help but be suspicious when he smelled a very strong odor of rotten meat and air freshener whenever he got close to the closet.
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Either TV had lost its appeal or Junior was feeling lonely, because he started hanging out in the basement more and more. Theoretically, it was so he could tinker with a strange robot he'd found hidden under a sheet. But he spent as much time loitering around Booster as he did the robot.
Booster wasn't sure how he felt about that and for the most part tried to ignore him.
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Skinning Max. Where had Junior gotten the idea that that would be okay?
Booster pointed at him. "You." He said sternly, then pointed at the robot. "Go...tinker until you're less creepy."
Sighing, Junior did as he was told while Booster wondered whether it was his fault or if it was another thing he could blame on Ted's DNA. Turning his attention to the egg-shaped chunk of amber known as Cybele's Stone, Booster checked and rechecked the book, his notes, and the pronunciation guide he had found in The Idiot's Guide To Spell-Casting.
He really hoped this one worked.
"Junior, stay out of the way," Booster instructed as he shoved a few boxes out of the way.
Junior glanced up, then turned back to the robot, giving the impression he was very pointedly ignoring him.
"I'm not apologizing for calling you creepy," Booster muttered, moving back to the desk to pick up Cybele's Stone. Again he checked the book, his notes, and the pronunciation. "Just...stay there." He waved a hand in the boy's direction, then shook his head.
Taking a deep breath, Booster carefully spoke the "words of power" just as he had practiced. There was a brief moment of anticipation, then worry that he had somehow done something wrong, then a shimmer in the air followed immediately by a blinding flash of light radiating from Cybele's Stone.
Annoyed that the book hadn't warned of the fairly hard to miss blinding flash of light, Booster blinked the spots from his watering eyes. As his vision slowly returned, the annoyance was quickly swept away in the face of the man standing where Booster had been pointing the Stone.
"You've been nothing but trouble since I met you...but you're the best buddy I ever had."
Ted.
...With a mullet.
"Huh," Booster said, staring blankly.
Swaying a little on his feet, Ted groaned and Booster suddenly felt a flash of horror that he might have created another zombie like Max. Only this time it was Ted and...he really wasn't sure what he would do then.
Ted slowly opened his eyes and glanced around the basement blearily, then focused on Booster. An expression Booster wasn't sure how to interpret flickered over Ted's face before he groggily asked, "Booster, what did you do?"
Booster beamed happily. "It's you."
-----
Quote taken from: Justice League America #35.
[So! Who remembers that I started this fic to stall for research time? :D
Anyone? ...Anyone? Bueller?
Anyway! ;D
This next one? Is quite likely going to be big. In size and...well, other stuff. I just hope I can pull it off. ^_^ Aaand I'm going out of town for two weeks, so I won't be starting immediately.
That said, who wouldn't laugh in my face if I made up a preview/teaser "movie poster" pic? (And if you've forgotten what was going on in Mullet-verse "present time," go check out Little Boy Blue again. I hear it's good stuff. :D)]
[Still chuggin' away at my Big Damn List, which has been joined by my wtf27 list. That's gonna be some tasty crack, I tell you what. ;D]
Mullet-verse handbook/guide. (AKA "Are you as lost as I am?")
PIMP: The seventh chapter to the crazy!Junior story, Dangers of Dihydrogen Monoxide, has been posted in my journal. New updates to it will be pimped with new updates to this fic. Enjoy.
Fandom: Justice League
Characters: Booster, Beetle, Junior (OMC), Max
Prompt: "How."
Word Count: 735
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: The how of Booster going from shooting Batman to bringing Ted back from the dead. A prequel of sorts, going over the things the first Mullet-verse Prologue skipped over. Exploring the details and day-to-day of the progression of obsession and mourning, as well as the origins of Junior and Zombie Max.
I just have to say, do you ever have something just...really come together by accident? According to Wikipedia, "In Christianity redemption is synonymous with salvation." Check the story title, now check the little definition blurb for "glorification." Booyah. I don't think I could've planned that so well. :D
CHAPTERS: { Prologue: Absolution }{ Chapter One: Benediction }{ Chapter Two: Consecration }{ Chapter Three: Delegation }{ Chapter Four: Education }{ Chapter Five: Flagellation }{ Epilogue: Glorification }
<-{ previous story: Mullet-verse handbook/guide } { next story: Hairy Situations and Situational Hair }->
Beta by alba_aulbath.
~Epilogue: Glorification
Glorification is the completion, the consummation, the perfection, the full realization of salvation.
-----
Booster didn't understand Junior's fascination with Zombie Max. Maybe it was the novelty of another...vaguely human presence besides Booster. Maybe it was just because he was new and different.
Still, it made the hairs on the back of his neck, weighted down by the hair dye though they were, stand on end every time he saw the boy heading for the closet. Junior didn't seem to understand the concept of "don't mess with the zombie."
He also seemed to have an unusual amount of information on the undead, and a strong desire to test that information. When Booster questioned him on it, Junior said he'd seen something on TV.
It was apparent that Max didn't have superstrength, since he hadn't been able to break out of the closet, so Junior speculated that he needed to eat. Booster couldn't understand wanting the zombie to have superstrength and said as much.
Junior just stared at him and scratched his ear, like he couldn't understand not wanting the zombie to have superstrength.
Clearly this was an issue where Ted's genes won out over Booster's.
So Junior had positioned a stool in front of the closet, opened the door, and threw spoiled meat at Zombie Max for about an hour. Booster finally made him stop when it became obvious that Max didn't have the ability to catch the meat or pick it up where it had fallen. It just seemed kind of sad.
After that, Booster told Junior to stay away from the closet. Junior was disappointed, but obeyed him.
Though Booster couldn't help but be suspicious when he smelled a very strong odor of rotten meat and air freshener whenever he got close to the closet.
---------------
Either TV had lost its appeal or Junior was feeling lonely, because he started hanging out in the basement more and more. Theoretically, it was so he could tinker with a strange robot he'd found hidden under a sheet. But he spent as much time loitering around Booster as he did the robot.
Booster wasn't sure how he felt about that and for the most part tried to ignore him.
---------------
Skinning Max. Where had Junior gotten the idea that that would be okay?
Booster pointed at him. "You." He said sternly, then pointed at the robot. "Go...tinker until you're less creepy."
Sighing, Junior did as he was told while Booster wondered whether it was his fault or if it was another thing he could blame on Ted's DNA. Turning his attention to the egg-shaped chunk of amber known as Cybele's Stone, Booster checked and rechecked the book, his notes, and the pronunciation guide he had found in The Idiot's Guide To Spell-Casting.
He really hoped this one worked.
"Junior, stay out of the way," Booster instructed as he shoved a few boxes out of the way.
Junior glanced up, then turned back to the robot, giving the impression he was very pointedly ignoring him.
"I'm not apologizing for calling you creepy," Booster muttered, moving back to the desk to pick up Cybele's Stone. Again he checked the book, his notes, and the pronunciation. "Just...stay there." He waved a hand in the boy's direction, then shook his head.
Taking a deep breath, Booster carefully spoke the "words of power" just as he had practiced. There was a brief moment of anticipation, then worry that he had somehow done something wrong, then a shimmer in the air followed immediately by a blinding flash of light radiating from Cybele's Stone.
Annoyed that the book hadn't warned of the fairly hard to miss blinding flash of light, Booster blinked the spots from his watering eyes. As his vision slowly returned, the annoyance was quickly swept away in the face of the man standing where Booster had been pointing the Stone.
"You've been nothing but trouble since I met you...but you're the best buddy I ever had."
Ted.
...With a mullet.
"Huh," Booster said, staring blankly.
Swaying a little on his feet, Ted groaned and Booster suddenly felt a flash of horror that he might have created another zombie like Max. Only this time it was Ted and...he really wasn't sure what he would do then.
Ted slowly opened his eyes and glanced around the basement blearily, then focused on Booster. An expression Booster wasn't sure how to interpret flickered over Ted's face before he groggily asked, "Booster, what did you do?"
Booster beamed happily. "It's you."
-----
Quote taken from: Justice League America #35.
[So! Who remembers that I started this fic to stall for research time? :D
Anyone? ...Anyone? Bueller?
Anyway! ;D
This next one? Is quite likely going to be big. In size and...well, other stuff. I just hope I can pull it off. ^_^ Aaand I'm going out of town for two weeks, so I won't be starting immediately.
That said, who wouldn't laugh in my face if I made up a preview/teaser "movie poster" pic? (And if you've forgotten what was going on in Mullet-verse "present time," go check out Little Boy Blue again. I hear it's good stuff. :D)]
[Still chuggin' away at my Big Damn List, which has been joined by my wtf27 list. That's gonna be some tasty crack, I tell you what. ;D]
Mullet-verse handbook/guide. (AKA "Are you as lost as I am?")
PIMP: The seventh chapter to the crazy!Junior story, Dangers of Dihydrogen Monoxide, has been posted in my journal. New updates to it will be pimped with new updates to this fic. Enjoy.