Wheels and Snake are friends, but it’d be better if they weren’t. If they weren’t, maybe things would be different, and he would have made out with Heather without feeling like something was just off. Set during 4×07 “Just Friends.”
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So, the Degrassi franchise is the first soap opera to put canon teenagers in the starting roles. Kicking off in ’79, it ran through the entire 80s, disappeared in the later 90s, came back in 01 and has been running ever since. Located in Canada, we are in the 80s version. Now, the canon gives us all sort of angsty things like AIDS, Suicide, Teen Pregnancy, and molestation.
While this fanfic tones everything down, it still gives off hints at times that relationship issues aren’t the only problems that our protagonists are facing.
So in this story, this guy Wheels (shown in picture) is finished making out with a hot chick (ladies love the mullet) but…. he wasn’t into it. He’s really not that into girls altogether. He knows that he would get labeled as a faggot for the rest of his life if anyone found out, and we start with him on the girl’s porch, panicking as he realizes that his world in on the verge of collapse. Pug does a really good job of bringing this character’s fears to life. I’m reading the words but I can clearly see Wheel’s face as he’s practically shitting himself.
Enter Snake. Probably the best person Wheel’s can talk to for this. Reason 1 being that Snake has a gay brother, Reason 2 that Snake is technically sexually ambiguous in this fic (but there’s a ship name for a reason…).
So Snake has to be the mature one while Wheel’s is scrambling and defending himself in every part of their little back and forth. Pug creates a genuine hurt/comfort/fuck off/shit/ I don’t know what’s next/we’ll deal with this later dynamic. So in the end Wheel’s scoots on off, not as panicky as he was when he started. But there is work to be done, and you don’t know what’s going to happen next. Maybe everything goes well with Heather? Maybe Wheel’s secret spreads and his social life get killed like a dog ran down in the street. We don’t know what happens. We can only hope for the best.
And that’s the realism of teen drama. You don’t know what going to happen next. One minute everything seems fine. And the next minute, everything is gone to all hell because a tiny detail is overlooked. Teenagers are trying to figure out a world they have no clue off. Misteps inevitably happen, and chaos follows. The only thing that really matters is damage control. And that’s what this fanfic is about. Damage Control.
So yeah, give this fic a read if you want some genuine teenage hurt/comfort.
Fan Review (Mine’s better):
Well this has been a long time coming, hasn’t it? I mean all the jokes about writing Snake and Wheels together, and you end up being the first one to do it.
Alas, the ship may seem implausible, impossible even, but you manage to arrive to a point where it seems kind of possible (at a glance). Sure, they don’t kiss, but there’s always that possibility in the air.
I think you represented Snake wonderfully, hopeless naive about the matters of the heart, specially those about those who share the same gender, and reminding his brother…well, like it was 1990 and not 2002, when he’s way more perceptive to it.
Wheels, well he sort of stumbles his way into kind of confessing, of course he doesn’t want to do it, he knows well Snake isn’t into that “stuff”, but he just says something stupid, and then it all comes crashing down. like a wave, it splashes around. Though I think he’s sort of relieved. And panicking.
A wonderful oneshot, and a gift that meant so much to me, in a really crappy week. You did such a good job! Thank you (did you convert to the best ship? /s)