8 - upwards to infinity

[lolitics_meme]

Welcome to our eighth prompt post.

As ususal, here are a few things to keep in mind:

1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real

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Self prompt

[anonymous]

A long time ago, in a prompt far away that I cannot locate, someone asked for an AU where Peter Mandelson joined the SDP and subsequently the Lib Dems. This is not exactly that fic (I still have ten more years of history to hash out for that to happen >_<) but it is kind of like a little excerpt from the universe. For context, I recall reading somewhere that Peter and Alastair actually knew each other before NuLab, from their jobs in the media. I may be mistaken, but oh well it is an AU anyway.

Re: Self prompt

[anonymous]

As prompter of that AU, this makes me very excite. :D

Re: Self prompt

[anonymous]

o_o no pressure or anything! Your prompt was so epic, I've been pondering this since it was posted. This is just a little tidbit, sadly, the rest is waiting until I can figure out what to do with the 13 years Labour was supposed to be in power. I hope you enjoy!

Re: Self prompt

[anonymous]

Awww, don't get performance anxiety, awesome anon! I loved it. And if this is what you give us for the snippet, then I know what you come up with will be epic. Though I'm just ecstatic to have had this fill.

Re: Self prompt

[anonymous]

Alastair greeted him, as always, with, "So when are you going to get your arse back to the Labour party?"

Peter ignored him and sat down at the table. "Just water," he told the waiter, watching Alastair scoff at his frugality.

"You're freaks of nature, your whole party."

"Freaks of nature who somehow managed to set your party back into political oblivion," Peter replied, blasé as he fiddled with his cutlery.

Obligatory insults out of the way, they spent a minutes commiserating over John Major and their respective leaders' performances in the House of Commons when Alastair's phone went off. He looked at it and groaned. "Fucking idiot, can't go five minutes without-" He picked it up and jerked his head to the side vaguely, as though it would make the call more private.

The conversation was quick: Alastair kept cutting the other man off. Whoever was on the other end had a voice that carried, and Peter delighted in the redness that flooded Alastair's face when he heard the caller say, "Ali, please, I need-"

"I'm fucking on it, Tony

Re: Self prompt--Sort-of-OP

[anonymous]

♥ ♥ ♥ This is delightful! Oh the snark and the UST and Tony being demanding ('whiny little bastard') and, damn, it's so beautiful to see a fic where Peter has an equals kind of vibe with Alastair.

And *especially* Peter being all protective of Charlie! ♥

Re: Self prompt

[anonymous]

Oh, how awesome! <3 Peter's defense of CK & the following conversation ("Do you think this is normal for politics, or are we just unusually fucked up?") is sadly adorable, and I can really feel the chemistry between the two of them here. The scene is, quite simply, believable. ^^ Fabulous stuff, authoranon, really entertaining - I only hope you'll manage to flesh out the world in a bit more detail at some point! ;)

Re: Self prompt

[anonymous]

Loved this fic. Please do consider writing a longer and more in depth piece set in this AU. I would be particularly interested to see how you think the party politics might have played out.