Ficbit One

Dawson shifted nervously in his seat, the arm that rested around Jen's shoulders feeling like a dead weight. His eyes slid from Joey to Pacey then back again, unsure of what he was looking for or hoped to see.

"So, you're a couple now?" Joey asked, her voice tight.

"Yeah," Dawson smiled over at Jen, his hand playing with the hair that fell on her shoulder. "We are."

"That's great," Pacey smirked at Joey's demeanor. "Congratulations."

"Thanks."

"And dating? Seriously?"

"yes, Joey," Jen snapped. "We're seriously dating. Do yo have some kind of problem with that?"

"No. It's great. I'm really happy for you."

"Yeah. I can tell." Jen shook her head. "I'll be right back."

Dawson glared at Joey. "What exactly is your problem?"

"I don't have a problem."

He smirked. "Oh, right. I can see that by the welcoming and happy way you're treating Jen."

"What are you talking about?" Pacey didn't even bother to hide his grin. "She's acting like she was glad that Jen was going to look after you then she got bitten in the ass when it turned into something she didn't authorize for her soulmate."

"Pacey…"

"Which doesn't bode well for the relationship, if the past patterns are anything to go by." He nearly laughed out loud at their miserable looks. "Excuse me, won't you?"

He walked over to the bar where Jen was standing and leaned against it. "Do. Dawson, huh?"

"Don't start."

"I believe I told you a long time ago that you needed someone like Dawson." He shrugged. "I wish you the best. What I don't wish for you," he accepted the Coke the bartender set in front of him. "Is the constant reminders that you're cutting in on the soulmate tango."

She watched him drink, waiting until he was done. He offered her the glass and she took it, watchin gDAwson and Joey at the table. "Dawson and I need each other right now."

"A not so casual sex pact?" His voice was calm and unjudgemental. "Sex with affection? Or do you love him?"

"I care about him. I could love him."

"Trust me. You should avoid that at all costs." His gaze strayed to Joey. "Loving one of them is a surefire way to heartbreak."

"You don't think someone could come between them?"

"Until they both decide that they don't need each other, no." Pacey turned away from the sight of the table, facing the myriad of bottles that lined the wall. "They use each other like crutches. Or leashes, holding each other back."

"Who knows?" Jen turned as well, setting the drink between them. "Maybe this will be the final nail in the coffin?"

Pacey looked over his shoulder. They weren't looking at each other, instead staring down at their plates. "Yeah. Looks like it."

"You think I should quit while I'm ahead."

Pacey shook his head. "I don't regret a single moment that Joey and I were togther." He traced the rim of the glass before finishing the soda. "You and Dawson have a great run, Lindley."

She watched his hands as he set the glass down. "This could be an opportunity for you."

"No thanks," he laughed softly. "I'd much rather have the woman I'm with be perfectly satisfied being with me." Turning his head to smile at her, he gestured toward the table. "We should probably get back before Dawson starts to think I'm making a move on you. Since it's common knowledge that I'm only interested in women Dawson has a thing for."

"Right. I forgot that about you."

"You shouldn't," he winked. "Otherwise you'll be completely defenseless when I make my move."

"In that case, I'll keep it in mind."

Ficbit Two

Pacey fell back on the bed, tugging the tangled white sheet over his naked body. It fell short of covering him, the thin material enmeshed with the comforter in a ragged pile at the base of the bed.

Fic conversations

Laura: And there needs to be more physical contact between P/Jo after the drunken night of passing out.
Laura: I think I might scale back the Jo/Jen, just like Joey's getting all nervous, since when she wakes up,s he's going to think things happened, which she'll be assured they didn't, but it's still going to make her re-evaluate what she's doing flirting with Jen.
Roly: That wasn't a lot. God, you had me scared.
Roly: Wait, I'm confused. The foreplay fic is where Jen and Pacey get off on screwing with Joey's head, right?
Laura: Yes.
Laura: And a little bit of not quite screwing of Joey
Roly: But she really wants Pacey and she doesn't really get him; he's all about Jen.

Roly: No matter how they show him on screen, I still don't get the shmoopiness from him. If he fucks, it's got to be all business. Fun, but business. No feelings. And Joey sucks beyond belief.
Laura: I think that Drue's going to expect Joey to be all uptight when he goes to fuck her and he's going to be all gentle and shit and she's going to make him do naughty things to her instead.
Roly: Doug is with Audrey?
Laura: Marriages: Doug/Jen, Pacey/Joey, Drue/Audrey
Swapped Partners: Doug/Audrey, Pacey/Jen, Drue/Joey
Laura: And I haven't decided if the girls will know in advance who their getting. They may just jumble all the keys together and then pick and try doors till they find one.
Roly: But there are family issues.
Laura: Either way, either Doug's fucking Pacey's wife or Pacey's fucking Doug's.
Roly: Oh wait. Jen fucks Pacey!
Laura: I just decided Doug wouldn't fuck Joey because of the FUFF
Roly: How are they all into this again?
Laura: The girls want some fun.
Roly: They're so crazy.
Laura: They present the boys with notes that say "I got you a present. This is her." Kind of thing.
Laura: Seven year itch, baby.
Roly: Gah. I'm nevah getting married.
Laura: Hee.
Laura: Dude, if you had an opportunity to fuck either Drue, Doug or Pacey while being married to either Drue, Doug, or Pacey wouldn't yoU?
Roly: My brain would explode trying to decide.
Laura: You wouldn't have to decide. All chance.
Roly: Of course I'd do it! Damn. Why do they have to be fictional?
Laura: Should the girls say their going out tot he cars to get their stuff to do the switch or should they send out the boys and switch while they're gone?
Roly: Send the boys out
Laura: And the girls could have done their drawing of straws earlier.
Roly: Do we see the straw-drawing, or do we find out at the same time as the boys who got who?
Laura: The same time as the boys I think.
Roly: I had this image of one of them accidentally drawing her own husband and getting pissed.
Roly: <-- Watches too many sitcoms.
Laura: The "things" in the cars are going to be for the girls who get them. So Jen's bag is in Joey's car, etc, etc.
Laura: Or maybe there's just one change of clothes and a bunch of "toys"
Roly: Ah. Very clever. I know the boys are going to enjoy themselves, but I almost feel bad for them. They really want to fuck their wives.
Laura: Maybe three different toys - one of each of the boys favorites.
Laura: Well, their wives really want to fuck them too. but what's a little partner swapping amongst good friends? Hee.
Roly: I know. I'm weird.
Roly: I still love the idea for the fic.
Laura: I don't think it would be as interesting if they weren't all happily married.
Roly: It makes perfect sense. They all boyfriend swapped amicably enough. Why not husbands?

5/15/03