[Drabble] Chuck - Chuck vs. Nostalgia
Title: Chuck vs. Nostalgia
Author: themaskedmckay
Rating: Gen
Fandom: Chuck
Pairing: None
Words: 539
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me.
Summary: Chuck realizes not all was as it seemed when he was growing up.
Spoilers: Up to and including Season 2 Episode 19 Chuck vs. The Dream Job
Author's Notes: Just a quick drabbley ficlet to get this idea out there.
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"Orion helped build the Intersect and he's my dad." Chuck rested his head on the table and looked sideways at Sarah. "You know, this explains the weird birthday cards he used to give me."
Casey grunted, "This card will self-destruct in five seconds, type weird?" Sarah glared at Casey and put her hand on Chuck's back,
"What kind of cards?"
"Like those Magic Eye posters they used to sell. 'What do you see when you look at the card, Charles?' he used to say to me." Chuck bounced his forehead gently on the table, "He was using me to test his theories."
"Nice." Casey didn't say it like he meant it.
"Of course, back then there would be puppies and maps of the house and Thundercats stuff hidden in the pictures, not government secrets." Chuck's voice cracked a bit, "That normal life I've been whining about wanting, I never really had it, did I?"
Casey and Sarah exchanged a look. Sarah rubbed Chuck's back and Casey got up to rummage in the bar fridge tucked into a cupboard.
"At least you thought you did," Sarah said. "Perception is everything."
"Well, my perception sure has altered." Chuck jumped a bit when Casey slammed a cold bottle of beer down in front of him.
"Cheer up, Chuck. At least we know why the Intersect works so well on you; you're the template." Casey popped the cap off Chuck's beer and pushed it into his hand, "Drink your beer."
The beer went untouched as Chuck stared, open-mouthed, at Casey. "Oh my god, the Intersect was made for me. I mean, not on purpose really, just..." Chuck took a swig of his beer and stared off into space, "Dad probably didn't realize just how different my brain was when he was developing the technology." He shuddered and took another, longer, pull off his beer, "I'm doomed to be the Intersect forever, aren't I?"
"We don't know that, Chuck." Sarah sat down next to Chuck and put her hand on his. "From what you said, your father was confident he could overwrite the Intersect in your head. And you aren't the only person in the world who can handle the Intersect; other candidates have been scouted."
Chuck looked startled then deeply disturbed as something occurred to him. He tilted his head back and chugged the rest of his beer before carefully setting it down in front of him. Casey and Sarah exchanged another look. "What is it, Chuck?" Sarah asked.
"We just really need to find my dad." Chuck took a deep breath, "So, what's our first step? Should I try flashing on um something? Do we know where they might have taken him? We know they have to go back to Roark Industries HQ at some point, they can't have too many computers the size of football fields available to them, right?"
Sarah and Casey were quick to jump on the change in topic and started firing suggestions back and forth. Chuck half-listened to them talk, a horrible thought turning over and over in his head; Ellie always saw what he did in the birthday cards.
He would have to do everything in his power to prevent Ellie from becoming an Intersect candidate.
Author: themaskedmckay
Rating: Gen
Fandom: Chuck
Pairing: None
Words: 539
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me.
Summary: Chuck realizes not all was as it seemed when he was growing up.
Spoilers: Up to and including Season 2 Episode 19 Chuck vs. The Dream Job
Author's Notes: Just a quick drabbley ficlet to get this idea out there.
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"Orion helped build the Intersect and he's my dad." Chuck rested his head on the table and looked sideways at Sarah. "You know, this explains the weird birthday cards he used to give me."
Casey grunted, "This card will self-destruct in five seconds, type weird?" Sarah glared at Casey and put her hand on Chuck's back,
"What kind of cards?"
"Like those Magic Eye posters they used to sell. 'What do you see when you look at the card, Charles?' he used to say to me." Chuck bounced his forehead gently on the table, "He was using me to test his theories."
"Nice." Casey didn't say it like he meant it.
"Of course, back then there would be puppies and maps of the house and Thundercats stuff hidden in the pictures, not government secrets." Chuck's voice cracked a bit, "That normal life I've been whining about wanting, I never really had it, did I?"
Casey and Sarah exchanged a look. Sarah rubbed Chuck's back and Casey got up to rummage in the bar fridge tucked into a cupboard.
"At least you thought you did," Sarah said. "Perception is everything."
"Well, my perception sure has altered." Chuck jumped a bit when Casey slammed a cold bottle of beer down in front of him.
"Cheer up, Chuck. At least we know why the Intersect works so well on you; you're the template." Casey popped the cap off Chuck's beer and pushed it into his hand, "Drink your beer."
The beer went untouched as Chuck stared, open-mouthed, at Casey. "Oh my god, the Intersect was made for me. I mean, not on purpose really, just..." Chuck took a swig of his beer and stared off into space, "Dad probably didn't realize just how different my brain was when he was developing the technology." He shuddered and took another, longer, pull off his beer, "I'm doomed to be the Intersect forever, aren't I?"
"We don't know that, Chuck." Sarah sat down next to Chuck and put her hand on his. "From what you said, your father was confident he could overwrite the Intersect in your head. And you aren't the only person in the world who can handle the Intersect; other candidates have been scouted."
Chuck looked startled then deeply disturbed as something occurred to him. He tilted his head back and chugged the rest of his beer before carefully setting it down in front of him. Casey and Sarah exchanged another look. "What is it, Chuck?" Sarah asked.
"We just really need to find my dad." Chuck took a deep breath, "So, what's our first step? Should I try flashing on um something? Do we know where they might have taken him? We know they have to go back to Roark Industries HQ at some point, they can't have too many computers the size of football fields available to them, right?"
Sarah and Casey were quick to jump on the change in topic and started firing suggestions back and forth. Chuck half-listened to them talk, a horrible thought turning over and over in his head; Ellie always saw what he did in the birthday cards.
He would have to do everything in his power to prevent Ellie from becoming an Intersect candidate.