For the WIP meme - follows on? Not that I'm predictable about my favourite books or anything...
of course you're not ;)
so, you've definitely seen bits of this and I think I might have shared some of it in the WEJ discord :D it's a sort of alternate opening to Follows On, which grew out of an idea about EvS possibly singling out individual guardsmen by picking the ones who'd been doing as guardsmen have traditionally done to earn a bit of extra money... selling it in the park.
I can't say I had EvS/Ian Ross fic on my bingo card, but sometimes that's just how it goes /o\
Ginger and Bertie were out fetching coffee and sandwiches when the 'phone on Biggles's desk rang. After a brief conversation, in which he said little, he hung up, grimacing. Algy lit two cigarettes, handed one to Biggles, and waited. "That," Biggles said after a moment, "was Guardsman Ross, ringing from a call-box with some information he didn't care to share with me while his C.O. was in the room. Apparently, Hugh Macdonald had been… supplementing his income. The old-fashioned way." "Nice to know regimental traditions are being kept alive in the modern age," Algy observed drily. "I'm glad you find it funny," snapped Biggles. "For Pete's sake, keep your hair on. I'm guessing Macdonald wasn't the only one, and not the only culprit who's gone AWOL?" Biggles shook his head. "Then that must be how our old pal von Stalhein's singling them out," said Algy. From the disapproving expression on Biggles's face, he had arrived at the same conclusion, for all he looked as though he would have liked to contest it. "Picking the ones likely to be susceptible to his ignoble advances." Algy tried to keep the amusement out of his voice as best he could, but the idea of the stiff-necked Prussian engaging in furtive assignations behind bushes really was too ridiculous for words. "What about Ross?" he asked. "Has he been working overtime as well?" "He says not," replied Biggles. "Or at least not until Macdonald took off. Then he reckoned hooking up with von Stalhein was his best chance at tracking his friend down; but he had no way of contacting him and didn't even know what he looked like. So he went where Macdonald had gone, and made himself available." "And von Stalhein came calling." "So it seems," Biggles agreed grimly. At that point the others returned and, once their makeshift meal had been disposed of, Biggles filled them in on his most recent conversation with Ian Ross. Bertie shook his head in dismay, clearly finding the whole idea thoroughly distasteful. Algy could sympathise; he wasn't sure he wanted to think too closely about it himself. Ginger, on the other hand, looked mildly curious. Suddenly, Algy had a horrible feeling he knew exactly what Ginger was about to say, and wished he was close enough to kick him in the ankle. "D'you reckon they actually did it? Ross and von Stalhein?" Ginger asked, confirming Algy's fears. "Or would he have skipped the pleasantries and gone straight to desertion?"
Thanks for the ask! <333











