Tuesday: Sidekicks
Apr. 2nd, 2013 12:01 amHello, I’m your guest host
clay_roses here again for my second day of hosting. Today's theme is 'sidekicks'. You know who they are: awesome characters that are the confidant, foil, or best friend of a main character. Today's their day to shine! Want to see the sidekick step out of the hero's shadow and into their own adventure? Great! Think it'd be cool to see a role reversal with a main character in the role of supporter? Fantastic! Use it as you will.
The rules are still:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
No spoilers in prompts.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
A few examples:
+ Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Xander, hero of his own story
+ Supernatural, Becky/Chuck, he called her Girl Friday
+ any, any, "People don't ever talk to the sidekick".
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.
Have fun!
tag=sidekicks
The rules are still:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
No spoilers in prompts.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
A few examples:
+ Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Xander, hero of his own story
+ Supernatural, Becky/Chuck, he called her Girl Friday
+ any, any, "People don't ever talk to the sidekick".
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.
Have fun!
tag=sidekicks
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Date: 2013-04-02 04:50 am (UTC)Psych/Leverage fill: Holy Sidekick, Batman!
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"I am not the sidekick, Shawn."
"Don't be such a chocolate syrup-covered sundae, Gus! You're my plucky assistant, which means you're my sidekick!"
"A sidekick is 'a person's close associate, especially one who has less authority.' I do not have less authority!"
"Come on, who's the psychic here? Me. Moi. El psycho is yo."
"Psycho, really? Besides, 'psychic' sounds like 'sidekick.' So there."
"Oh, you wanna go there?"
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah?"
"Will you two shut the hell up?"
"How about Eliot? He can be the sidekick to us heroes."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"He can be the Robin to our Batmans. Batmen."
"Which Robin, though? Dick, Jason, Tim, that girl, or Damien?"
"Wasn't the girl's name Stephanie Romanov?"
"No, that's the actress who played the other evil lawyer on Angel. You know, the one who was always with the one who got his hand chopped off. Girl Robin was Stephanie Brown."
"Oh yeah."
"Yeah."
"Hey, where'd Eliot go?"
"If you two girls are done arguin' about who's the sidekick..."
"Holy pineapple, Batman! Eliot just killed twenty goons while we were talking about-"
"-discussing-"
"-discussing sidekickiness! Which makes Eliot Batman!"
"Or Wolverine. I like Eliot as Wolverine."
"Gus, why would Eliot be Wolverine? He doesn't carry his dog tags with him! And I don't think yellow's his color."
"Boys! Get yer asses goin' or I swear to God I'll leave you here."
"You can't leave us here, Eliot! We're your sidekicks!"
"Yeah, your plucky sidekicks."
"The hell is a plucky sidekick?"
"You know what a plucky sidekick is."
"Yeah, us!"
"Next time, I'm gonna tell Uncle Henry that I ain't a babysitter."
"Babysit?! Gus, did that sound indignant enough?"
"I think you sounded very indignant, Shawn. How dare you insinuate that we can't take care of ourselves, Eliot?"
"He said, get you home in one piece. He didn't say you had to be conscious."
"You wouldn't!"
"Wanna bet, Shawny?"
"He's kidding, right?"
"Yeah, totally kidding."
"I can sense that you are bluffing and that you wouldn't hurt a hair on your dearest cousin's head."
"Or his friend's."
"Or his plucky sidekick's shiny domelike head."
"Hey!"
"Oh yeah, Shawn? I can sense that I can kill you in 3.4 seconds and hide your bodies before your dad even knows you're gone."
"And I can kill you with my brain!"
"..."
"What's he doing now?"
"I think he's meditating."
"The vein in his temple's going like a jackhammer."
"That can't be healthy. Does anyone in your family have a history of hypertension?"
"Arrrrhhhhh!!!"
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Date: 2013-04-02 11:55 am (UTC)The Incredibles fill: what happens when the sidekick loses faith in the hero?
Date: 2013-04-17 08:49 pm (UTC)The Incredibles, Bob Parr
When the Hero Becomes Weak
His family was gone.
It was his fault.
And Bob knew it was his fault when he couldn’t muster the strength to call Buddy’s bluff and kill Mirage. He couldn’t kill like Buddy had. He couldn’t kill period. He had never entertained the thought of causing the ultimate destruction of a human life. He was a hero, or had been, and heroes didn’t do that. The ruthlessness of the man who grew up from the disappointed Number One Fan of Mr. Incredible to become the vicious anti-hero Syndrome truly had outgrown all that Bob had tried to stand for as a hero. Buddy, the former idolizer and self-proclaimed sidekick of Mr. Incredible had defeated Bob the minute he destroyed Bob’s family and taunted him about being weak.
And it was a weakness, Bob realized as he cried hot tears of guilt. As much as he had worked out to push his body back into shape to defeat crime as the hero he once had been, he had not been able to save Helen, Violet, or Dash. Now he knew what Helen had meant when she said the real life he should live was his secret identity. A hero had no family. It that sense, a hero was weak, because there was no anchor to his life, only the thrill of the next victory, the next save. Bob now knew those thrills were hollow ones. As a hero he had rushed back to the island for the thrill of filling a void in his life, a void he didn’t really have. He was more than a hero, he was a man and he had a family. As a man, he should have told his family the truth, should have come clean about his insecurities, and should have relished every precious moment he had to spend with those he loved.
As a hero, he was a failure. As a man, he was in pieces. Had he caused all this when he rejected Buddy as a sidekick long ago? No, Bob decided as his guilt hardened into determination. It was all about choice. Buddy had chosen to kill. He would do it again, Bob was sure of it. It did not matter now what happened to Mr. Incredible. It did not matter what happened to him. Now what remained of his life boiled down to making sure Buddy didn’t cause anyone else this kind of pain. And Bob was not going to be weak about that.
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Date: 2013-04-04 04:35 pm (UTC)The two men flanking her at the table eyed their own drinks - Iolaus' second and Joxer's first, both still full - and then at the grinning blonde. When Gabrielle's good humor wavered as she realized their hesitation, both of them rushed to bump their tankards against hers.
"To us."
"To the best warrior helpers in the known world!" Joxer cried out a little too happily.
Iolaus raised an eyebrow.
Gabrielle sank back in her chair and dropped her forehead against the table. "We suck," she mumbled to her lap.
Joxer looked across the table in bewilderment . "What?" he mouthed at Iolaus.
This time, Iolaus rolled his eyes. "We don't suck," he said aloud, turning in his chair so he could reach Gabrielle's shoulder for a comforting pat. "We're..." He tried to remember Hercules' phrasing when his best friend had stuck Iolaus here with Xena's tag-alongs before the both of them headed out to clean out another mess started by an Olympian. Ah, yes. "We are too valuable to risk."
Joxer perked up. "Really?"
Gabrielle groaned. She also understood it was code for 'why would I need you when I have a real hero in town?'
Next time he heard rumors that the Warrior Princess was around, he'd cajole and, if necessary, guilt his big friend into staying out of the woman's path.
There was no place for sidekicks when Hercules and Xena fought together.
Meanwhile, the so-called Mighty Hero was still beaming. "I'm valuable!"
Not for the first time, Iolaus wondered how Joxer had survived this long - perhaps he'd snagged a powerful luck charm among all that paraphernalia he carried about? He managed a smile, though. "From the hero's mouth himself."
Gabrielle just groaned louder. "Xena said the same thing."
"Nobody said it to me," Joxer mused aloud, his smile fading as he considered that. Both Iolaus and Gabrielle turned to him, a word of reassurance at the tip of their tongues, but they were beat by Joxer's optimism. He clanked his drink on the table and pulled up to his feet, spine straight and head held high. "You know what valuable heros do?"
"That's not -" Iloaus started, but Gabrielle elbowed him.
"Keep going," she told Joxer, a mischievous light in her eye. "Fight local bandits? Rogue soldiers? An angry cyclop needing a lesson?"
Whoa. When had Xena's little companion become this bloodthirsty? But now that she mentioned it... It was difficult to threaten someone from a sitting position, but he'd been taking pointers from the best. "If you know something, you better tell us."
Joxer shuffled his feet. "Uh."
Was the man blushing?
Gabrielle deflated. "Some kid lost his puppy, right?"
Joxer's thumbs twirled around each other. "A kitten, he said."
Gabrielle took a deep breath, counted down from ten, and then shrugged. "Know what? I'll take that."
Not having anything better to do, Iolaus nodded his agreement and followed the other two out of the tavern.
Late that evening, he woke up to Hercules's worried eyes as he studied the deep scratch along his forearm and shoulder. Hopefully he wouldn't realize how close to the throat those claws had come; Hercules always worried too much about things like that.
"Joxer's leg doesn't look half that bad," his friend said. "Gabrielle says thank you for saving her from the wild lion."
"'s okay," Iolaus said sleepily.
Hercules' frown deepened. "A wild lion, Iolaus."
Perhaps it would make a fine story if he started it from the beginning, but frankly? He still couldn't believe it himself. "Lioness," he corrected, then winced as he tried a shrug. "Kitten had a mama."
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Date: 2013-04-02 01:41 pm (UTC)The Hunger Games, Rue, you were beginning the revolution
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Date: 2013-04-02 08:12 pm (UTC)This prompt is beautiful!!!
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Date: 2013-04-02 01:43 pm (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), Scott + Stiles, the Pancho to your Lefty
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Date: 2013-04-02 01:45 pm (UTC)Avengers movieverse, Loki + Thor, Thor’s a sore loser. Loki’s been playing to lose his whole life.
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Date: 2013-04-02 01:48 pm (UTC)A Good Day to Die Hard, author’s choice, AU where Matt was John’s eye in the sky through all the action
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Date: 2013-04-02 01:48 pm (UTC)Teen Wolf (TV), Stiles, riddles in the dark
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