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It's that special time of year again: UPFRONTS!
This week is upfronts. For the people who don't know, upfronts are when the American broadcast networks announce their schedules for the following season, in this case autumn 2007-2008.
Today, NBC announced its schedule, and since it's the only broadcast net with shows I actually watch, this will be the only one I talk about.
The Good: Friday Nights Lights, our most beloved show, is coming back.
The Bad: They're moving it to Friday nights. At 10pm.
Consensus: They could have just stabbed it and saved us all the pain of a slow death.
The Good: Heroes will be back in the same time slot next year.
The Bad: Dude, we have to wait until September. That's, like, a long way away.
Consensus: In conclusion? NATHAN!
The Good: There is going to be a Heroes spin-off called 'Heroes: Origins'.
The Bad: There will be none of the original characters. Actually, this may not be a bad thing at all. Maybe we can get some Daddy Petrelli!
Consensus: I got nothing. That's now 30 hours of Heroes.
In conclusion? NATHAN.
Today, NBC announced its schedule, and since it's the only broadcast net with shows I actually watch, this will be the only one I talk about.
The Good: Friday Nights Lights, our most beloved show, is coming back.
The Bad: They're moving it to Friday nights. At 10pm.
Consensus: They could have just stabbed it and saved us all the pain of a slow death.
The Good: Heroes will be back in the same time slot next year.
The Bad: Dude, we have to wait until September. That's, like, a long way away.
Consensus: In conclusion? NATHAN!
The Good: There is going to be a Heroes spin-off called 'Heroes: Origins'.
The Bad: There will be none of the original characters. Actually, this may not be a bad thing at all. Maybe we can get some Daddy Petrelli!
Consensus: I got nothing. That's now 30 hours of Heroes.
In conclusion? NATHAN.
Option A
Nathan thinks it's the police, but he's a Deputy District Attorney and
he hasn't done anything wrong -- this week -- which really only leaves
one person. Nathan shakes his head sets down a legal tome that weighs
more than a small child. He's got this case starting next week and
he's told Peter repeatedly that he's busy. He has a job. This is
important. Twenty-year old fake-college crises are not important,
putting away mob bosses and child molestors is important.
"I'm coming," he calls, rubbing his forehead as he pads down the
hallway, the lino cool under his feet. "Jesus, Pete, there's a reason
you have a key," he says, unlocking the door after perfuntorily
glancing in the peep hole and seeing the black glossy hair obstructing
his view.
Nathan frowns as the door swings open. "I told you I have a case,
which part of I'm busy and--"
Nathan's voice dies off as Peter raises his head. This -- this is
Peter, but it's not his Peter. There's stubble and a scar and my god,
this Peter has to be a good decade older than his Peter. He looks
like he's Nathan's age.
Nathan can only imagine the shock on his face, but that doesn't even
matter because he's currently being held against the wall by someone
who's stronger than he is and he's kissing Nathan -- Peter is kissing
him like -- like someone who knows how. Like someone who's been
beaten and bruised and has nothing left to lose.
Nathan scrabbles to push the man away. "Who the fuck--" he sputters
wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand, even as Peter steps
inside the apartment and kicks the door closed behind him.
"You won't remember this tomorrow," Peter... not-Peter...
"I'm calling the police," Nathan says.