Um. Yeah. Fic.

[estirise]

tptigger pointed me to a challenge to have characters from one show write fanfic about other (their favorite) shows. I got a plot peep. Blame Beth.

So, this is my bit. Trent of PRDT writes Kamen Rider Blade fanfic.


The fic is set mid-late Dino Thunder, and I figure that Trent's watching episodes somewhere between 21 and 41 of Kamen Rider Blade (both aired 2004). Trent's the creative type, so why wouldn't he be writing fic? I just don't think he'd readily admit it.

For those not familiar with KR Blade, Mutsuki is the good-kid-turned-evil (via possession by a monster instead of being influenced by an evil Gem), similar to Trent. Except he was evil a whole lot longer. He'd probably have been evil for about the same amount of episodes if the writers had known what to do with him, but that's another story. And another series. Both of them were freed by external forces - Trent by Anton and Mutsuki by the combined efforts of the King and Queen of Clubs.


Title: Illegible Fic
Author: Estirose
Fandom: Power Rangers Dino Thunder
Rating: 8+
Spoilers: Some minor ones for PRDT (White Ranger arc) and Kamen Rider Blade (ep 13 on).
Summary: Trent has a lot of secrets. Writing fanfic is one of them.
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine.


"Hey, Trent, what're you working on?" Kira leaned across the table as if to read what Trent was writing.

Trent thanked everything that his writing was generally considered illegible. "Nothing," he said. "Just some random stuff."

"Random stuff, huh?" Kira said, picking up the notebook. "Trent, did anyone ever teach you to write legibly?"

"No," Trent said. He pulled his notebook back, staring at the text that he'd been working on. There were notes scribbled on the side. Height, weight, punching power, kicking power. He'd never have thought that fighting monsters would be useful when it came to creative writing. Garren had just gone to fight the Spider-possessed Leangle, and he owed it to the people that were reading it to get the battle right, and not only that, but on time. He'd been told he wrote Leangle frighteningly well; he supposed it was because he'd been in such a similar situation, and hoped that his fictional counterpart would be freed eventually.

"I could have sworn I could read the notes that you put together for me for math when I was sick," she said.

"That's because I rewrote them so that they were legible," Trent admitted. "I rewrite stuff that matters for legibility, and the rest, I don't worry about."

"Like, whatever that is?" Kira asked, waving at the notebook.

"Yeah." He wasn't going to admit he'd type it up later and post it. After all, he kept some horrible secrets, one of which was that his father was Mesogog. He feared what the others would say, react, do when they found out. But right now, it was more embarrassing to admit to anyone he knew he was writing fiction about characters in a Japanese kids' television program. About superheroes, to boot.

His father would take that just as well as he took Trent's drawing, and at least the drawing might land him a career somewhere.

"All right," Kira said. "Just as long as you can read it, I guess."

"I can read it," Trent said. "Thanks, though."

He wasn't sure what he was thanking her for; it really didn't matter, after all. He returned to writing, remembering where he was and what needed to happen. Soon, he was caught up in a world of battles and lost souls, and knew that he'd get the next part posted that night.

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