Life Lived Like a Mentos Commercial
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| Title: | Life Lived Like a Mentos Commercial |
| Author(s): | Mallory Klohn |
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| Genre(s): | slash |
| Fandom(s): | The Sentinel |
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| External Links: | Life Lived Like a Mentol Commercial (AO3) Life Lived Like a Mentos Commercial (Seriously Bent) |
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Life Lived Like a Mentos Commercial is a Jim/Blair story by Mallory Klohn.
Summary: (NC-17: J/B, B/o) In which Jim relives the same Baffling Day of Death over and over, only making things worse for himself when he tries to make them better. This story was written for an SOS auction (Save Our Sentinel, not some weird ABBA thing), but I refuse to blame myself for the show's cancellation. Plenty of people wrote stories for that auction, goddamn it.
Reactions and Reviews
A long story, but after the first dozen times you can pick it up pretty much anywhere, read a paragraph, and be pleased and amused.[1]
I swear to any god listening that I've never laughed so hard or so long while reading a story. Jim is caught in his own little "Groundhog Day" loop. Adventures and humor abound. Can he keep Blair from making it with Safety Dog? And while he's at it can he get Blair to make it with him AND keep the bathroom neat? Jim goes through the pain of one Awful Day over and over and.... (NC-17) Also, check out Mallory's other stories while you're there! She is brilliant and crazy--my fav combo![2]
Best FF Featuring the Phrase "Attack on Crack" That Doesn't Succumb to the Temptation to Make the Obvious Pun: Life Lived Like a Mentos Commercial, by Mallory Klohn... The Sentinel, Blair Sandburg/OMC, Blair Sandburg/Jim Ellison. I think we can all agree that being found in flagrante delicto by Wolverine is about as bad as it can get, but Jim Ellison has got to be in the top thousand Worst Interrupters, anyway. And I think we can also agree that if you're having sex with someone who is wearing a Safety Dog costume, being caught by anyone is a bad idea. Unless, I suppose, you're an out-and-proud furry, in which case, go you! I, myself, would be forced to enter the Humiliated Persons Protection Program, seeking a new life under the name "Wanka Slasherson" in Abilene, Texas. (Side note: I'd be grateful if someone could explain to me why this is life lived like a Mentos commercial. Isn't this story based on the movie Groundhog Day? What do lame little candies have to do with this story? Or, for that matter, anything?)[3]
References
- ^ Fanfic Recommended by cmshaw
- ^ Nynaeve. Nynaeve's Rosetta Stone: Nyn's Fanfic Recs, via Wayback. (Accessed 29 April 2016)
- ^ Slashy Nominations 54: We Interrupt These Raptures, thefourthvine, June 17, 2004