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Starsky sets his sights on another high-priced, fancy toy, and Hutch knows what’s in store! Hutch found his partner at the checkout, nose buried in a glossy magazine. “Uh-oh.” Hutch knew that expression. He’d seen it for the first time at the Ford dealership, when the salesman had pointed out an oversized soda can to his car-crazy partner. The next… -
FictionSlash FicSlash FicletSlash Post-SeriesSlash RomanceHutch gives Starsky a Hanukkah surprise. December 20, 1981 “Who was that?” Hutch asked as he tried with marginal success to clean up the powdered sugar that had glued itself to the kitchen counter. “Huggy.” Starsky answered. “He’s got two people out with the flu and can’t make it tonight. Says he’ll see us later in the week, maybe bring…
Traditions End Traditions Begin
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FictionSlash Death FicSlash FicSlash Post-SeriesSlash SHbromanceThey’ll always watch out for reach other. Everyone lingered so long that I finally came out of my silence and started the goodbyes. Assuring and reassuring that I could handle being on my own, that I needed a few hours alone, that I’d call if I wanted anything. When it was finally just Huggy and me, he mumbled, “Be right…
Comfort
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Early in their Academy days. Many thanks to April Valentine, RedLongJohns and Astrid B Caine! Stripping off his sweaty gym clothes, Hutchinson heard Sgt. Arbit’s bellow from his office. “Listen up! The use of water, soap and deodorant is not optional! If I have to hear one more complaint about smelly cadets coming to Borensen’s class, I’m going to… -
A silly tag after the tag. Inspired by Challenge #294: Satan’s Witches on me-and-thee-100.livejournal. Originally published June 15, 2015 on starskyhutch911.livejournal. “HutchHutchHhuuutchh!” “What? Starsky, calm down, what’s wrong now?” “That spider’s back, it’s in the cabin, I need my gun, where’s my gun?!” “We didn’t bring our guns, remember? Though God knows that would’ve come in handy. And will you stand… -
Two double drabbles from the me-and-thee-100 Livejournal challenge #306. #1 Prudholm’s crimes echoed through many lives. Officer Dan Tinker’s widow had kept a photo of him next to their son’s bed. Every night for years they’d ‘kiss daddy goodnight’, until Danny refused, declaring it “Stupid.” Soon, in spite of her efforts, Danny was doing his best to be the epitome…
