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thecrazyalaskanIt was just a hobby.
Well when he said it like that, it sounded like he was trying to justify a bad habit he was trying to hide. Truthfully, it was just a hobby—something he'd taken up to keep himself busy at night when Michael was sleeping.
As a Trans AM, KITT didn't need sleep, making nights long and admittedly, a little lonely. Granted, Michael woke frequently in the night (KITT was swift to discover that the human suffered frequent nightmares), but between Michael's waking hours, he was alone. Poetry filled those hours.
He'd made the mistake of reading newer poems, and was sorely disappointed, swearing to himself he could do better. And he tried it… and found that writing the poems were just as pleasant as reading them. He imagined there was a certain degree of propriety he was missing out on, not holding pen to paper, but he gathered he was getting the same effect, running through a lexicon that put even the finest edition of Merriam Webster to shame in search of the perfect word.
The files were saved in a subroutine in KITT's memory banks, and were kept to himself. He was proud of his poetry, but the subject matter was personal. After all, how could he mention to Michael that he was the subject of some of KITT's most personal poems? He never intended to share them… at least on purpose.
* * *
"Hey KITT?" Michael began one afternoon.
Yes, Michael? KITT was more than grateful for the distraction from the road ahead.
"I think a few of your personal files got shuffled in with the work," the human answered, glancing down at the file folder of assignment files KITT had generated the other day.
The Trans AM only had one set of personal files, and a quick check of those files indicated that they did get printed with the work files. …Did they? he asked lamely..
"Yeah," Michael confirmed. "You write poetry?"
Yes, KITT admitted slowly. If he knew they were KITT's files, and knew they were poetry—Did you… read any of it?
"Some of it," Michael confirmed. "You're a good poet, KITT."
KITT paused, fully prepared to explain himself, to apologize, when Michael's words stopped him. He… liked it? Th-Thank you, Michael… Thank God he was a Trans AM, KITT knew—he was certain he wouldn't look good blushing at the compliment.
-.-.-.-
Title: Poet Laureat
Author: TheCrazyAlaskan
Fandom / Setting: Classic Knight Rider
Characters / Pairings: Michael x KITT
Rating: K+
Genre: General, light romance
Relevant Quote: For a man to become a poet… he must be in love, or miserable. - Lord Byron, 1832
Warnings / Notes: Prompt from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
locoexclaimer : Poetry from or for someone who usually doesn’t read that kind of thing. Obviously errs toward a certain type of pairing, but no limitations on series or characters.
Summary: Never in all his life had KITT been so embarrassed. That file was never meant to be seen by anyone but him—Michael especially.
Obligatory fill is obligatory, but I don’t caaaaaaaaare. <3
Michael, KITT, Knight Rider © Glen A Larson
Well when he said it like that, it sounded like he was trying to justify a bad habit he was trying to hide. Truthfully, it was just a hobby—something he'd taken up to keep himself busy at night when Michael was sleeping.
As a Trans AM, KITT didn't need sleep, making nights long and admittedly, a little lonely. Granted, Michael woke frequently in the night (KITT was swift to discover that the human suffered frequent nightmares), but between Michael's waking hours, he was alone. Poetry filled those hours.
He'd made the mistake of reading newer poems, and was sorely disappointed, swearing to himself he could do better. And he tried it… and found that writing the poems were just as pleasant as reading them. He imagined there was a certain degree of propriety he was missing out on, not holding pen to paper, but he gathered he was getting the same effect, running through a lexicon that put even the finest edition of Merriam Webster to shame in search of the perfect word.
The files were saved in a subroutine in KITT's memory banks, and were kept to himself. He was proud of his poetry, but the subject matter was personal. After all, how could he mention to Michael that he was the subject of some of KITT's most personal poems? He never intended to share them… at least on purpose.
* * *
"Hey KITT?" Michael began one afternoon.
Yes, Michael? KITT was more than grateful for the distraction from the road ahead.
"I think a few of your personal files got shuffled in with the work," the human answered, glancing down at the file folder of assignment files KITT had generated the other day.
The Trans AM only had one set of personal files, and a quick check of those files indicated that they did get printed with the work files. …Did they? he asked lamely..
"Yeah," Michael confirmed. "You write poetry?"
Yes, KITT admitted slowly. If he knew they were KITT's files, and knew they were poetry—Did you… read any of it?
"Some of it," Michael confirmed. "You're a good poet, KITT."
KITT paused, fully prepared to explain himself, to apologize, when Michael's words stopped him. He… liked it? Th-Thank you, Michael… Thank God he was a Trans AM, KITT knew—he was certain he wouldn't look good blushing at the compliment.
-.-.-.-
Title: Poet Laureat
Author: TheCrazyAlaskan
Fandom / Setting: Classic Knight Rider
Characters / Pairings: Michael x KITT
Rating: K+
Genre: General, light romance
Relevant Quote: For a man to become a poet… he must be in love, or miserable. - Lord Byron, 1832
Warnings / Notes: Prompt from
locoexclaimer : Poetry from or for someone who usually doesn’t read that kind of thing. Obviously errs toward a certain type of pairing, but no limitations on series or characters.Summary: Never in all his life had KITT been so embarrassed. That file was never meant to be seen by anyone but him—Michael especially.
Obligatory fill is obligatory, but I don’t caaaaaaaaare. <3
Michael, KITT, Knight Rider © Glen A Larson
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Date: 2011-07-24 04:58 am (UTC)I love it ;w; Oh KITT, you're so sweet.
I love this. The characterization and the writing is all just so perfect!
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Date: 2011-07-24 05:18 am (UTC)Isn't he? ;w; Dear sweet thing.
Thank you very much. I'm glad you liked it.