Murdock is a fantastic liar. Don't get me wrong, not as good as yours truly, but good—sometimes we wonder if the crazy and the psych ward are just for show.
He's a good actor, but a horrible liar. Take today for example—he was trying to sneak past everyone with this… lump in his jacket—like we're not gonna notice.
We all did, and Hannibal called it first: "Murdock, what's that in your jacket?"
Murdock looks down at the lump—it's about gut level and impossible to miss—and looks up at us. "…Nothin'."
No one had to say it, but we all gave Murdock that, Come on, seriously? look. Well, Hannibal and I gave him that look; BA's always been a little more… hands-on with Murdock—like grabbing his collar. "Hannibal asked you a question, fool."
Murdock looked genuinely bothered by that—moreso than he normally did, like he actually took it personal. "Watch it!" He sounded like he was actually scolding BA. "You'll upset Mittens."
And as if he didn't have our attention already, that did it. I couldn't help it: "'Mittens?'"
"Fool, if you're talking to any invisible animals again—"
Murdock unzipped his jacket and out pops this little furry head. There was a cat in there, apparently—someone's pet, judging by the collar.
"…Do we even want to know where you got a cat from?" That was me again.
"Followed me into the van," Murdock answered, working the cat from his jacket and setting her on the floor. She had a bandage wrapped around her limb, but it was hard telling if that had been there before or after Murdock had gotten ahold of her.
"Murdock, it's someone's pet," Hannibal reasoned. "We can't keep it."
"I'm nursing her back to health until I can give her back to her owner," Murdock protested. He was looking up at Hannibal with these eyes—big, hopeful eyes we all know means he's trying to work us over. Big huge hopeful eyes.
We really shouldn't be, but sometimes it's hard to deny that look. "So, uh… What's Billy think of all this?"
"Face, don't you start him up on—" BA warned.
"Billy, Mittens!" Murdock pointed into the other room. "Go play!"
And damnit if that cat didn't go running into the other room.
-.-.-.-
Title: Cats and Invisible Dogs
Author: TheCrazyAlaskan
Fandom / Setting: The A-Team, TV-verse
Characters / Pairings: Face, Murdock, Hannibal, BA
Genre: General
Rating: K+
Warnings / Notes: 1st person POV (Face)
Prompt from
locoexclaimer : A-Team, 1st person, any. Murdock finds an animal. Theme: Hopefulness / hopelessness.
Here, have a better fill for the Write-a-Day. It was done yesterday but I finished it after the Internet locked itself. It still counts damnit. xD;
Holy mother of God, Murdock you dear, sweet, slightly batshit crazy thing. |3 He’s such a treat to write for… even if he DOES tend to deviate from the given prompt.
I dunno why I ended up writing this from Face’s POV. It just happened that way. It could be because holymotherofGodDirkBenedict’svoooooice; it could be because Face just likes talking to me. I think that I’d like to have Dirk Benedict, William Daniels and somehow, some way Edward Mulhare read my homework to me.
Face, Murdock, Hannibal, BA, The A-Team © Frank Lupo and Stephen J Cannell
He's a good actor, but a horrible liar. Take today for example—he was trying to sneak past everyone with this… lump in his jacket—like we're not gonna notice.
We all did, and Hannibal called it first: "Murdock, what's that in your jacket?"
Murdock looks down at the lump—it's about gut level and impossible to miss—and looks up at us. "…Nothin'."
No one had to say it, but we all gave Murdock that, Come on, seriously? look. Well, Hannibal and I gave him that look; BA's always been a little more… hands-on with Murdock—like grabbing his collar. "Hannibal asked you a question, fool."
Murdock looked genuinely bothered by that—moreso than he normally did, like he actually took it personal. "Watch it!" He sounded like he was actually scolding BA. "You'll upset Mittens."
And as if he didn't have our attention already, that did it. I couldn't help it: "'Mittens?'"
"Fool, if you're talking to any invisible animals again—"
Murdock unzipped his jacket and out pops this little furry head. There was a cat in there, apparently—someone's pet, judging by the collar.
"…Do we even want to know where you got a cat from?" That was me again.
"Followed me into the van," Murdock answered, working the cat from his jacket and setting her on the floor. She had a bandage wrapped around her limb, but it was hard telling if that had been there before or after Murdock had gotten ahold of her.
"Murdock, it's someone's pet," Hannibal reasoned. "We can't keep it."
"I'm nursing her back to health until I can give her back to her owner," Murdock protested. He was looking up at Hannibal with these eyes—big, hopeful eyes we all know means he's trying to work us over. Big huge hopeful eyes.
We really shouldn't be, but sometimes it's hard to deny that look. "So, uh… What's Billy think of all this?"
"Face, don't you start him up on—" BA warned.
"Billy, Mittens!" Murdock pointed into the other room. "Go play!"
And damnit if that cat didn't go running into the other room.
-.-.-.-
Title: Cats and Invisible Dogs
Author: TheCrazyAlaskan
Fandom / Setting: The A-Team, TV-verse
Characters / Pairings: Face, Murdock, Hannibal, BA
Genre: General
Rating: K+
Warnings / Notes: 1st person POV (Face)
Prompt from
Here, have a better fill for the Write-a-Day. It was done yesterday but I finished it after the Internet locked itself. It still counts damnit. xD;
Holy mother of God, Murdock you dear, sweet, slightly batshit crazy thing. |3 He’s such a treat to write for… even if he DOES tend to deviate from the given prompt.
I dunno why I ended up writing this from Face’s POV. It just happened that way. It could be because holymotherofGodDirkBenedict’svoooooice; it could be because Face just likes talking to me. I think that I’d like to have Dirk Benedict, William Daniels and somehow, some way Edward Mulhare read my homework to me.
Face, Murdock, Hannibal, BA, The A-Team © Frank Lupo and Stephen J Cannell
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Date: 2011-07-19 10:57 am (UTC)1. lhaghsdjkgh;adsjghaodfghlakdsfjlasdhflksjgljkdh
2. Your Face = perfect. Holy shit perfect. I can just hear him saying all this.
3. The ending was the best thing ever and I'm going to marry it now.
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Date: 2011-07-19 11:02 pm (UTC)2. Awww, thanks. God, I'm fiercely proud of the way I write Face. <3
3. Be sure to throw the bouquet my way, mmkay?
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Date: 2011-07-20 05:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-07-20 05:58 am (UTC)