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Title: Slip & Slide
Fandom: Star Trek XI (Reboot)
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy
Summary: Bones learns that gay clubs are great places to get his mind off things, with a little help from Jim.
Word Count: 1780
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Public sex.
Author Notes: This is my meagre contribution to smut4flowers, a fic challenge set up in honour and the memory of simons_flower. My everlasting gratitude to my beta, sarka. Without her, this would have been an eye-searing badfic.

( Slip & Slide )

First, a couple of public service announcements.

To the Icelandic people:

There are couple of reasons for the Brits acting so extremely about those savings accounts that the Icelandic banks were offering in the UK.

One. While we like our savings here and would rather not lose them, the Brits care twice as much. For a lot of Brits, their savings are their pension. The state pension in the UK is generally ridiculously meagre so most people have to save up for the twilight years. So people's savings being lost is a huge, huge deal for them. I even dare to say a lot more than it would be for us.

Two. The harsh reaction of the politicians, Gordon Brown and Alistair Darling, threatening law suits and using anti-terrorist laws to freeze the Icelandic banks' assets in the UK both stems from the remarks of Icelandic politicians whom for the most part are rather incompetent (sorry, I'd make a better minister of financial affairs than that veterinarian we have there) and the fact that their government has had an abysmal approval rating and not acting on this, would have cost them dearly in the matter of public opinion. It's not pretty but that's the way it is. In fact it has very little to do with us as the Icelandic nation per se.

Then to the British public:

Sorry for those greedy Icelandic entrepreneurs and the way we stuck our heads in the sand when we should have realised that there was something up with the way how they were doing business. Unfortunately I think our politicians, incompetents as they are, are right. We might have some difficulties with paying back as we need to keep some money to sustain ourself. Plus our own currency is completely down the drain at the moment. Show us some pity, mmm 'kay?

So to sum this up, let's hold hands and be friends and say fuck you to capitalism and its collapses.

On to fun and exciting things.

An oldie but goldie of mine was voted to be a featured fic at The Quidditch Pitch for this month.



Love the banner. Incidentally, the art isn't much in the spirit of the story but it's pretty art nevertheless.