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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...




IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi zuckerberg is fine as she is a public figure both on the internet and on facebook itself. priscilla chan is NOT as she is not a public figure.

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NEW: ♥ PLEASE comment with the first of your fill to the PROMPT and then all future updates as a comment to the FIRST PART of the fill. this makes it easier for both the WIP spreadhseet and for archiving stuff on delicious. it also helps people who are trying to catch up on updates and don't have to look through every fill on the prompt (should it have more than one). thank you.

Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

If you have any questions or ideas that I can help you with, feel free to PM me. I'll be around.



have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D


i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.



AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts three, four, five, six, seven, or eight. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen. We know there's been some issues but we're working on it with pinboard. No duplicates from this round either. THANK YOU.

Eduardo/Mark, Strangers on a Train (modern?) AU

Eduardo is a young, popular and successful businessman, Mark is the misunderstood genius, brilliant mind but generally disliked/hated because of his complete lack of social skills and general disdain for people.
They meet by chance on a train. Despite their opposite personalities, and Eduardo wariness towards mark, a strong bond forms instantly between them. Eduardo ends up telling Mark about his ex-girlfriend Christy, who is crazy and is jeopardizing his business (and his life) with various threats if he doesn't get back with her. Mark tells Eduardo he's been having problems with two rich twin brothers who accuse him of having stolen their idea for a brilliant website. Mark suggests he kills Christy for Eduardo, and Eduardo kills the twins, and both their problems are solved! They don't know each other, met by chance and will probably never see each other again, who would suspect them of the murder of people they've never even crossed path with? Eduardo humours Mark, but forget all about it as soon as he gets off the train.
Three weeks later, Christy is found killed and Eduardo receives a letter from Mark reminding him of his end of the deal.

This is slightly different from the novel (anybody read it? it's brilliant!) but what is important here is the dynamic between Mark and Eduardo. There's manipulation, hatred, harassment. It's a slow descent into hell, with Mark not leaving Eduardo a choice and trying to persuade him by cajoling him and threatening him in turns, but the odd bond between them always keep Eduardo from turning Mark in and keeps him fascinated by Mark. And Mark, for all he puts Eduardo through, is genuinely attached to him, respects him and envy his position. It's unhealthy, destructive and gloriously captivating.

LONG PROMPT IS LONG. Sorry about that.
If anyone feels up to it, though, I would love you forever.

Fill: Five Birds with One Stone, 1a/5

Eduardo settles into the slow train crawl back to New York, the champagne and flirting bridesmaids behind him. Georgetown's farther than he'd usually go for a wedding of peripheral friends, but it was good to get away for a while.

Christy's been exhausting him, and he wonders how being broken up generates more tinder than being together. He tries to be patient and careful, but her latest stunt tapped something inside him that still makes his chest ache.

He needs a drink.

On the club car, he finds two empty seats – one next to a kid with a laptop, and one near a couple in the midst of a fight. The choice is an easy one.

“I hope you don't mind if I sit here. I don't wanna get too close to...that.”

“Understood,” the young man says. They sit in amiable silence until the feminine half of the argument uses the term “selfish bastard,” followed with, “You knew< I was allergic when you got that fucking ferret.”

Eduardo can't help but smile to himself, and the kid pauses typing; he seems relieved that it's okay to find this sort of funny.

Eduardo orders a double scotch. The kid's beer is half empty, but he declines the waitstaff's offer of another.

Their eavesdropping continues. Apparently everything the guy did was custom designed to chap the woman's ass, because she said as much several times.

“She sounds like my ex girlfriend,” Eduardo says.

“She sounds terrifying.”

We should send that guy a drink. Or ten.”


“Fuck you, Mark!” the woman says. The kid flinches and reddens, which Eduardo notices. Another passenger bravely asks if there is a problem, and the arguing couple departs with intentionally loud commentary about people minding their own business.

“Guess the floor show's over,” Eduardo says. After a few minutes, he decides to try something. Why not? They're strangers on a train. They'll never see each other again.

“So, Mark.”

He's startled. “How'd you know my name?”

“Lucky guess.”

He bristles. “No, seriously.”

“You jumped about a foot high when the ferret lady said fuck you Mark. That's all.”

“Oh,” Mark says with a tight little smile.

“So where are you going?”


“How d'y mean?

“I'm on here to get some work done. I get a lot of work done on trains.”

“Computer stuff?”

“Yeah. My coworkers hate me. Telecommuting is a relief to us all.”


“There are too many distractions at home and checking into hotels doesn't work. I get the most done on trains.”

“No kidding. Where are you based out of?”

“Palo Alto.”

Eduardo laughs. “You're shitting me.”


“That's, like, three thousand miles away.”

“Yeah. People at work really hate me.” He seems almost proud.

"I love it out there. I almost set up a west coast office in San Francisco."

"Why didn't you?"

"Um, it's a long and sordid story,” Eduardo says, and changes the subject. “You must meet lots of interesting people traveling like you do.”

“I make it a point to not talk to people. So, no. I don't.”

The train rocks gently and Eduardo stares out the window. He's mortified that he's foisted himself upon this unsociable stranger and starts to swallow rather than sip.

Mark snaps his computer shut. “Let's get another drink,” he says.

“Yeah...um, are you sure? You don't talk to people, and...I kinda hijacked you.”

“It's okay,” Mark says. “You seem decent. If not neutral.”


“You're welcome.”

Fill: Five Birds with One Stone, 1c/5

Neither says anything for a while and Eduardo studies Mark – they're probably the same age but he looks so young in those soft, sloppy clothes. He shares his seat with a folded Washington Post, which is interesting because what was in there that he couldn't get online?

“Whenever you're done with the Post, can I see that drought article?” Eduardo asks. The whole summer fire cycle's got him thinking TASE:ILCO, and he trusts it because his last hunch bought a two bedroom in Chelsea.

Rather than surrender the entire paper, Mark takes several minutes to meticulously tear out the article, including a narrow continuation on page eight.

“Thanks,” Eduardo says, and takes the paper pieces as if they were scraps of silk. “I think I know why you have problems with other people.”


“Yeah, your wiring's totally different. Look how literal you are, what you just did.”

Mark's embarrassed. “I guess it's kind of weird.”

“No,” Eduardo says. “It's beautiful.”

Mark rewards him with a shy smile.

“It's why you're a social pariah. And a genius.”

“I like you,” Mark says into his beer.

“I like you, too.”

The silence descends again until Mark asks,“What happened with your west coast office?”

Eduardo takes a deep breath. “When I was out there, Christy called, and...”

“The crazy ex-girlfriend?”

“Yeah. Um...” He's lost in thought a minute and then shakes his head. “I'm sorry. It's hard to talk about.”

"It's okay. I don't even know your name."

“It's Eduardo. And...I've never told anyone this."

“Whenever you're ready. Eduardo.”

"Right. Well...she said she was pregnant. No drama or anything, she just asked me to come home, so I did. I couldn't believe it. I started thinking about stuff that seemed so far away before, like marriage and mitzvahs and..."

Mark nodded. "Peru U'revu, I know. One boy one girl.”

"Right!" Eduardo says, pleased somehow that Mark's Jewish, too. "I was happy and...weirdly optimistic, I guess. Like there was hope for us."


"It turned out it was all a lie. She'd made it all up just to get me back on the east coast so we could fight in person."

"That's bad."

"Yeah. It was." He remembered crying on the plane out of sheer nerves and happiness, and then again at the shards of broken mirror she left on his bathroom floor. He'd wanted to throw things, too, but tamped the feeling down in his chest where it still lived and burned sometimes.

“Did you smack her? So she could post about it for real?”

"No.” Eduardo says, ignoring the awful attempt at humour. “The lie about a kid - my kid, was the end for me. I've been trying to shake her ever since."

"And you can't."

"Right. Because she's a fucking lunatic.”

"What's her text record?"

"A hundred twelve in thirty six hours."

"That's a lot."

"It is, and it might be okay if she limited the bullshit to me, but she doesn't. She's called my clients to tell them to pull their money 'cause I've got a coke problem. I don't, but it's one of those things you can't un-hear."


"I hate harboring this much rage against another human being, but after what she's done and stuff she probably hasn't done yet...I dunno. I want her gone."

"That could be arranged."

"Not really."

"Sure it could." Mark looks completely blank in his confidence, as if he'd just said 'kettle chips are my favorite.'

"Sounds like you've looked into it."

"I have."

"A girl?"


"A guy."


“Wait. How can it not be either?”



“Two guys.”


"Yeah, twins.” He drains his beer and looks around for someone who might bring another. “They're giant WASP-y paragons who are successful and athletic and good at everything except inventing Facebook. They have this bizarre notion that it was their idea, which it wasn't. They're suing me.”


“What's sick is they don't even need the money.”

“So you've thought about killing them?”

“Yes,” Mark says flatly.

Fill: Five Birds with One Stone, 1d/5

Eduardo takes a respectfully grave sip of his drink; he encounters their kind in business all the time, the men for whom getting their way 98% of the time isn't enough and who will exploit any awkwardness or weakness in others for laughter or money. Mark clearly doesn't know how to wear his success or deal with people, and he's doubly – maybe quadruply outmatched by these guys in everything except the one thing that counts. No wonder he's upset.

A bartender swings by and Mark orders another round with a stiff sort of confidence that seems not quite natural. He's pleased with the transaction, though, and faces Eduardo to say, “I'll kill Christy for you.”


“I'll get rid of her and you can take care of the twins. No one would ever suspect a thing. We don't know each other, we don't live anywhere near each other...” His eyes widen at his own brilliance. “It'd be like killing five birds with one stone.”

“Or three?”

“Yes. Oh God, we are so gonna do this.”

“Uh...I don't think so.”

“I do. It's the second best idea I've ever had.” Mark says, draining the last pull of his beer. “You'll come around. Eventually.”

“Yeah,” Eduardo says. “We'll see.” The scotch has caught up with him and his synapses are slow...he strains to think of anything relevant to get off this ridiculous tangent, and then finally, it comes.

“Aren't you on the verge of getting a news feed patent?” he asks, and Mark lights up like the fucking sun.

Somewhere in New Jersey they're in Mark's tiny pod in the sleeper car. It's like a dorm room with rumpled clothes and junk food evidence everywhere, but Eduardo likes the unapologetic environment Mark's created for himself.

Mark's loose and funny and shows off a little by pulling up the the black-backed code structure of Facebook. He calls it “how sausage is made.” Eduardo laughs and shows off that he's about to dump a bazillion dollars into Israel Chemicals thanks to the article in the Post.

“Don't you mean a bazillion shekels?”

“It'd be less after conversion. Do your coworkers know you're funny?”

Mark's smile, when it comes, is utterly charming.

Eduardo might compare this to a first date going very well except for a stretch when Mark spins himself into a dark corner and talks about how he'd love the irony of the asshole twins drowning, but they were so damn big it wasn't practical.

Eduardo plays along. “I could shoot 'em,” he offers.

Mark likes this. “I've always thought that's the best option.” He abruptly switches gears with, “What does Israel Chemicals make that interests you so much?”

“Fire retardant.”

“Huh. Anyway, yes. You should definitely shoot them.”

“Great. I will.”

The mood lightens when Mark asks about Eduardo's birthday party, but Eduardo's peripherally aware that New York gets closer with every minute. He tries to make the most of this fortuitous frat he's half of and repeatedly asks Mark to call him next time he's in the city. At Penn Station he even clasps him in a hug that Mark eventually has to accept.

Only the next day, completely hung over and swilling ice water at his desk, does he realize that Mark never asked for his number.

It makes him sad. He has a ton of friends, but he wants Mark to be one of them.

Re: Fill: Five Birds with One Stone, 1d/5

This is amazing, anon! The way they connect, going from a chance encounter and 'neutral' to drinking together and joking (and Eduardo telling Mark he's funny) and telling each other their fears and worries and Eduardo wanting Mark to be his friend and Eduardo being so obviously fond of him and his mix of weird and genius... I love it!

Re: Fill: Five Birds with One Stone, 1d/5

Thanks so much, I'm glad you like it so far! 99% of the credit has to go to the awesome prompt.


Oh. Oh anon, whoever you are, wherever you are, know that I like you very much and am delighted that you've decided to give the prompt a go.
Am I correct in thinking that you know the original book? There are obvious references. (And if I am correct, then I like you even more.)

This is such a great beginning. Their personalities work both as Mark/Eduardo and Bruno/Guy, you've managed to find the perfect balance to insert the TSN characters into this verse. I couldn't have asked for more! I cannot wait to see how things are going to go from there (and also, if you'll stick to the book until the end.)
This is exciting!
Thank you so much for filling my prompt, lovely author! I shall patiently wait for the next parts.

Re: OP

OP, your beautifully crafted prompt gave me chills! In fact it spawned a discussion w/ a friend about how white!hot gorgeous the prompt *itself* was, and would it be insane to try filling it. I was unfamiliar w/ the book until your prompt - I'm reading it now and LOVE it.

Many, many thanks for the lovely comment and encouragement!

Re: OP

It isn't my prompt so much as it is an slightly altered/tsn-friendly presentation of the book itself. But I am so happy to hear it got your attention right away and even made you discuss it with your friend! And even happier that you decided to start the book because of it! (and I do mean that, nothing could have made me happier! I found that not many people know about Strangers on a Train as a book. Most know about the movie adaptation that Hitchcock made (which I found horribly disappointing, as he decided to turn Highsmith's brilliant, fascinating characters into two-dimensional characters and thus ruined their dynamics and --for me-- the major interest of the story. But, erm, I'm getting carried away.) but not so much about the book itself, so, hm, yes, you are making me doubly happy.)

I... didn't mean to write all that, I just wanted to thank you again and express my joy at your reply, please do not give up on the prompt because its OP is bit weird.

Re: OP

I figured the movie couldn't live up to the book. Some of the details absolutely kill me – like how Guy doesn't like the idea of Bruno touching or opening his left-behind book. Film can't capture that!

Anyway, thank you again for alerting me to this marvelous book. You're not weird - you're lovely, & I refuse to give up. I'll also try not to take forever on the fill!

Re: OP - (Anonymous), 2012-01-08 05:55 pm (UTC)(Expand)

OP again

I'm so sorry, I know I said I wouldn't bother you and that I was already happy enough the prompt/novel had caught your interest and you'd started filling this and there was no rush at all, but it's been two months. It's not even that I'm disappointed, I'm a little worried actually.
Did you finish the book and not like it? I'd feel bad if that were the case. Not that I wrote it or it has anything to do with me, but it would maybe put you in an awkward position? I don't know, um, it's just that you seemed lovely and I really like what you've written so far, and while I would very much like to read more of it, I wouldn't want you to feel like you have to because you've already started. If you didn't like the novel despite the promising start, you could have lost interest and that's okay. I'm really just rambling by now, and it's anonymous so if you don't check this thread anymore you'll never read this, but in case you do, please let me know if you are still around and if you are still interested in this story! :)

Re: OP again

Oh lovely OP, I've been thinking about you lately (and feeling guilty for not updating sooner)! There's a lot of the fill already written, but mostly towards the back end which doesn't help as far as posting goes. I did finish the book and loved it, and also had a short crisis about omg, Highsmith is so brilliant why am I even doing this [insert gnashyteeth hairpull here], but then I decided that if you and I get some small lift out of it then that's enough. :)

Also, real life has been VERY uncooperative lately, but a few things should die down soon and I WILL finish this!

Re: OP again

Oh, there you are! Hello, I wasn't expecting such a prompt reply! :)
Please do not feel guilty, you have no reason at all to feel guilty. Especially if real life has been complicated. Real life > kink meme fills, always.
I am delighted to hear that you have been working on it, though! A lot of it already written! This is exciting! And please, do not have short crisis again, ahah. What you are doing is a tribute to her work, so you have every right to do it! I am definitely getting some small lift out of it already, so as long as you are too, I'd say we're good :D

Anyway, thank you! I'm happy to read that you loved the novel! (I actually decided to start a campaign on tumblr today to try and make the book more known. Don't know whether I'll be successful. I'm trying to lure people in by promoting a 2009 Japanese stage adaptation that I was desperate to see but was never released on DVD. They made Guy kiss Bruno at the end! They obviously understood the whole thing way better than Hitchcock. Oh god, here I am rambling again, I am so sorry.)

Good luck with real life, lovely author! I shall wait as long as needed! (with, maybe, a poke if I am worried about you again.) And thank you :)

Re: OP again

I feel like such a twat for bothering you again, lovely author, I am so sorry. But I did say I might poke you again to check on you if I got worried. Should we agree on a monthly poke? I am selfish and want more of that brilliant thing you have started, but I feel very guilty about it, so once a month sounds reasonable in terms of being an annoying and demanding OP? (also it leaves you enough time to tell me to piss off if needs be.)
So, hm, I hope you are fine and that real life isn't as uncooperative as it was last time. If it is, well, I wish I could make you some cookies and a warm cup of tea, but I'm afraid that might be a little difficult so, hm, I hope mental support is okay, too?
Anyway, I am still here, but I also still do not mind waiting, so this is more of a friendly wave than anything. /wave

Re: OP again

Hi, OP! I made a little public entry for you over @ lintjulep. :)