Soo, today is Thursday and and guess what it means? A new Falling skies episode! Alright, not so new to all the people in USA or.... well, anywhere else than Finland. Because Finland comes late to everything (I mean, really? In USA they are showing season eight of Supernatural. Here going on is season six. Well, I'm happy there is internet, I've watched every episode, but still.)
I have one word for you: HAL.
HalHalHalHalHalHalHalHalHal. Hal.
Alright. :D
You can't say he isn't handsome ? I haven't seen Ben unharnessed yet (it sucks), so for now Hal is totally the cutest. And he is so (GOSH it sucks to write in English. I have no clue what the word I'm looking for is, so I'm just going to say) lovely. I mean, when he slept in the same bed with Matt and he had his arm over him and he looked so protective...... I died. He is just too good.
I wrote a fanfic about Falling skies, it's hurt!Hal and suck it up, if you don't like don't read :) It's nothing too major (I feel uncomfortable with too much hurt) or too minor, but just enough.
If anybody feels like reading it, that is a link to it ---> http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8934670/1/The-moment-to-live-and-die
No spoilers, no warnings (except for the language. A little bit blood.) and a little preview for you:
It had been too peaceful. I mean, there had been few skitters and few mechs, but they didn't cause us any major problems. That was strange, but good. Even dad relaxed a little bit. That was good, because Matt needed him. After Mum and Ben it's no wonder.
I really feel sorry for that kid.
But like I said, it had been too peaceful. If there was no skitter trying to kill us, of course there was something else. In this case I mean humans. So when I'm standing back against a brick wall, holding shotgun in a tight grip and listening to bullets being fired, I start to think.
~fixusi