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If there's something I really don't need, it's more plot bunnies. So I am giving this one up for adoption:
It's the early Seventies. Giles is in his rebellious phase. His dad, who is approaching the age of sixty, who has divorced Giles's mother (or maybe Giles's mother died), is getting married to a young girl of Giles's age. Giles is appalled and angry. He gets an invitation to the wedding, which will be the social event of the season, a huge garden party, with champagne, salmon and cucumber sandwiches, classical music and whatnot. Giles brings Ethan. The two young men do their best to embarrass Giles's dad, (and they could have sex at the most impossible places) then they get thrown out. The angry young men watch the party from a nearby church or ruin or whatever, and then they summon a violent thunderstorm, disrupting the party.
This could be a slash story, or it could just be friendshippy, with the two young men just pretending to be gay in order to embarrass Giles's dad. And maybe that's when Ethan realizes he likes the idea. There is room for angst and anger and humor. There's even room for scathing social comment. :-)

The idea isn't really my own, I have to say. The rock band Marillion wrote a song called Garden Party:

Garden party held today
Invites call the debs to play
Social climbers polish ladders
Wayward sons again have fathers
Hello, dad!, hello, dad!

Edgy eggs and queuing cumbers
Rudely wakened from their slumbers
Time has come again for slaughter
On the lawns by still cam waters
It’s a slaughter, it’s a slaughter

Champagne corks are firing at the sun again
Swooping swallows chased by violins again
Straafed by strauss they sulk in crumbling eaves again
Oh God not again!

Aperitifs consumed en masse display
Their owners on the grass
Couples loiter in the cloisters
Social leeches quoting chaucer
Doctor’s son a parson’s daughter
Where why not and should they oughta

Please don’t lie upon the grass
Unless accompanied by a fellow
May I be so bold as to perhaps suggest othello
Punting on the cam is jolly fun they say
Beagling on the downs, oh please do come they say
Rugger is the tops, a game for men they say
They say, good God they say

I’m punting / I’m beagling / I’m wining / Reclining / I’m rucking / I’m fucking
So welcome
It’s a party

Angie chalks another blue
Mother smiles she did it too
Chitters chat and gossips lash
Posers pose, pressmen flash, flash
Smiles polluted with false charm
Locking on to royal arms
Society columns now ensured
Returns to mingle with the crowds
Oh what a crowd

Oh, punting on the cam
Oh please do come they say
Beagling on the downs
Oh please so come they say
Garden party held today they say
Oh please do come
Oh please do come, they say


In the music vid that exists for this song, a few boys summon a thunderstorm to mess up a party (not a wedding though). Today that vid, and the lyrics, and Ethan clicked in my head, and I decided that these elements are meant to be turned into a story. The interesting thing in this is the fact that Giles and Ethan are written as young men, which almost makes them original characters.

Well, is anyone interested? I honestly haven't got the time, and I have no intention of starting another WIP. Pretty please?
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