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Bitter Endings, Sweet Beginnings: Part Two
“Others would claim it is my personality that remains at fault,” remarked Helena sardonically.
“Others are stupid,” stated Alice firmly. They ran in comfortable silence for several minutes then she looked to Helena with a sheepish grin and said, “I take it back. This way is better.”
Chuckling softly, Helena said, “I’m glad. After all, if we are to take Dr. Bradshaw’s advice with attending Yoga lessons as some accompanying form of our therapy,” Helena paused and wore a derisive expression. “Rubbish as it may well be, we ought to take a light run before each session as a proper warm up.”
“Light run, right,” said Alice dryly. “Half a mile is not a light run to me. My idea of exercise is fighting through a sea of women to get the last pair of Manolo Blahniks.” Nodding her head somberly, she announced, “That’s exercise.”
“I find your idea of exercise simply splendid,” said Helena teasingly. “It makes me feel positively Olympian in nature and I haven’t ran in a proper race since attending University.”
“You were on the track team,” Alice managed to say in between breaths, studying Helena with an admiring gaze. “Why doesn’t that surprise me?” The British woman reddened at these words and Alice knew it was from what she said and not the running since they had been doing that for quite some time, during which Helena’s face stayed the same light and perfectly tanned skin tone. Finding this reaction completely endearing, Alice asked, “Did you only run in college or did you do it in high school too? Or whatever they call it in Britain.”
“Grammar school,” said Helena, smiling. “Although one should note I attended a boarding school which didn’t follow the traditional rules established in the British educational system.”
“Yeah?” said Alice curiously. “In a good or bad way?”
“Good for the most part,” said Helena, her expression veiled on thinking of that time.
Her father passed away when she was at the fairly young age of ten. And for a few brief months she lived with her mother in their California home which Alice had already visited for the Foundation fundraiser. Being with her mother after her father died had been so very painful because Helena kept looking to her expecting her to take up his role. To hold her, to comfort her, to understand her and care but it never happened. Peggy avoided her for months on end until one day, in the middle of a typically silent and uncomfortable dinner, she announced that Helena would be attending boarding school in Britain.
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(50 votes, average: 4.76 out of 5)
so ok – you were totally right – i loved dana’s pov and it totally makes sense and you just rock for the way you make me still love her even though she broke Alice’s heart.
And again, you were right, Jenny is the perfect friend for Alice and Helena and her ‘weirdness’ fits perfectly and is something endearing in this, not off putting as it is on the show.
And finally – the comfort that alice and helena find in their shared experiences, insecurities and needs was just perfect! Loved it – but then again, knew I would! Great job!!!
Bagpuss Rocks I and my friends were bought up on him. Best British kids tv show ever!! Bring bagpuss to the world!
Hey now… lol. I’ve got nothing against Bagpuss! The show was cool but I’m mildly freaked out by it. Then again, I’m mildly freaked out by lawn gnomes too. Brrr. Lawn gnomes. Anyway, Helena and Jenny like Bagpuss. They just find it somewhat disturbing, much like me. =P
You’re good.. you’re good. You actually MAKE me like Helena… ;)
Positively loving this, anyone who takes the time to properly write Helena *and* who writes her so damn well gets heaps of gold stars in my book. =) And I’m even picking up on the joys of Helacious =D Squeee
This is great! It’s nice seeing Helena portrayed as someone who does actually have a good side! I’m enjoying it very muchly
Thank You! For reasons in no particular order:
1. For writing Jenny in a way that isn’t about her “bad” weirdss. For actually writing her as someone who underneath all the complexities i still someone who can be kind, and defintely someone can see Alice having a friendsip with.
2. For Dana’s pov–I danish shipper at heart and will be, damn all season 3 spoilers and what not, and even though this is helacious story at heart, there are still those undercurrents of Danish, which will always be true for me, no matter what happens with them.
3. For writing helacious in such a way that even I, as a self proclaimed Danisher, can enjoy and even root for. I can only hope (perhaps foolishly)that the writers of TLW will do as much justice.
You are by far my favorite Fan Fic writer on this board–effortlessly weaving stories together that explore connection, love and all the good stuff in between.
I loved this and I’m a little upset that you got four stars considering some of the crap on this board that gets five stars. Dumb fuckers.
Anyway. I already told you what I liked, but I think my favourite parts were getting into Helena’s background and in her head, particularly with her father and the issues she has with her mother and the thing about her running. Ha! I always got lost running cross-country and as I told you, getting lost 13 times is nothing to me because I got lost a lot more times than that. People totally do get lost! And how cute was it that Helena was all fixated and upset that she placed fourth after going a mile and half out of her way? Priceless and so her because she would totally demand so much of herself even at age 15.
And ohh, that last part with the phone call and the dinner arrangements and everything? God.
You’re killing me with Helacious cuteness!
great as always
Not content with making us love Helacious, now you’re going to make me like Jenny! This is a great chapter. The insight into Dana: the scene where she watched Alice in the Planet was just painful. I loved the scene at the end when Alice called Helena. Great mix of tension and humour. And, finally, speaking as someone from the UK: don’t knock Bagpuss! (OK, it was weird, what can I say).