Feather Duster
Captain Kevin Darling was a tidy man. An obsessively clean one. Given his placement, an 'office boy' as it were, he was perfectly suited for the job. It was kind of funny really, the office was alway organized. Always clean.
The books, for instance. The are constantly reorganized. By size, by colour, by author, by title.
Sometimes, General Melchett would wake up to find his socks oganized by colour.
Darling didn't like Captain Blackadder. He was messy. He'd come in and move things and put his hat where hats were not supposed to be. Occasionally he'd look at one of the books on the shelf and he wouldn't put it back where it belonged, or he wouldn't put it back altogether. It didn't occur to Darling the Captain Blackadder lived in the trenches where 'organized' was when you knew to keep yourself out of the line of fire. Where everything was so dirty, there wasn't even a point on trying to keep clean. Blackadder was dirty and grimey and untidy. Darling didn't like Captain Blackadder.
No, Captain Darling didn't like Captain Blackadder at all. Not a bit. Or at least he thought so. Darling puzzled his feeling towards Blackadder. They were somewhere in between fanatical hate and fervent affection.
No. It wasn't that Darling didn't like Blackadder. It was that Blackadder confused him. Darling didn't like being confused. He preferred to know what was going on at all times. And so when he heart leapt to see the captain struting into his office, calling him Darling, like a term of endearment and then, seconds later to be insulted unyeildingly. It was very taxing on his thought process.
The sensible, logical part of Darling told him to go with the hate. Hating was easier, Blackadder seemed to return that paticular feeling and you didn't get shot for hating someone the same rank and gender as you.
You did get shot for acting on any affections you might have for any officers who happened to be the same gender as you.
Everything seems so hush hush when it comes to love.
Darling smiles as he thinks about the whole 'Georgina' affair.
a/n: tbc ^_^
Captain Kevin Darling was a tidy man. An obsessively clean one. Given his placement, an 'office boy' as it were, he was perfectly suited for the job. It was kind of funny really, the office was alway organized. Always clean.
The books, for instance. The are constantly reorganized. By size, by colour, by author, by title.
Sometimes, General Melchett would wake up to find his socks oganized by colour.
Darling didn't like Captain Blackadder. He was messy. He'd come in and move things and put his hat where hats were not supposed to be. Occasionally he'd look at one of the books on the shelf and he wouldn't put it back where it belonged, or he wouldn't put it back altogether. It didn't occur to Darling the Captain Blackadder lived in the trenches where 'organized' was when you knew to keep yourself out of the line of fire. Where everything was so dirty, there wasn't even a point on trying to keep clean. Blackadder was dirty and grimey and untidy. Darling didn't like Captain Blackadder.
No, Captain Darling didn't like Captain Blackadder at all. Not a bit. Or at least he thought so. Darling puzzled his feeling towards Blackadder. They were somewhere in between fanatical hate and fervent affection.
No. It wasn't that Darling didn't like Blackadder. It was that Blackadder confused him. Darling didn't like being confused. He preferred to know what was going on at all times. And so when he heart leapt to see the captain struting into his office, calling him Darling, like a term of endearment and then, seconds later to be insulted unyeildingly. It was very taxing on his thought process.
The sensible, logical part of Darling told him to go with the hate. Hating was easier, Blackadder seemed to return that paticular feeling and you didn't get shot for hating someone the same rank and gender as you.
You did get shot for acting on any affections you might have for any officers who happened to be the same gender as you.
Everything seems so hush hush when it comes to love.
Darling smiles as he thinks about the whole 'Georgina' affair.
a/n: tbc ^_^