Barda and Scott's perfect moment(s)

[seriousfic.insanejournal.com]

So, like all good things, Jack Kirby's Mr. Miracle series was coming to an end. Fortunately, unlike some good things, the King went out with a bang. Full-on war between Team Free and Apokolips, with a side-order of unresolved sexual tension getting resolved.





"Let's get married! Right away!"

"There's still a little matter of our enemy--" (epic ass-kickery ensues)

That just sums it up right there. This perfect, unrepeatable blend of operatic mythology and superhero pop art, where in two pages you can go from declaration of love to marriage proposal and back to the fighting without missing a beat, and it's epic and it's funny and it's romantic and it's just plain fun. Reading it is like watching God make-out with Buddha.

And no one's as good as Jack Kirby at the "I'm announcing what I'm going to do now because I'm a comic book character" patois.

ETA: The wedding is EVEN MORE FUCKING EPIC.

Comments

[currer.insanejournal.com]

Yes! I love Scott and Barda! Thank you for posting this.

Now I really, really, really want to see the wedding.

[greenmask.insanejournal.com]

Oh, I love that. Let's get married! Right away!

Keen.

[liarashadowsong.insanejournal.com]

This is incredibly awesome. Yay, Barda and Scott! And now I want to see the wedding, too.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_dante_sparda_/ (from insanejournal.com)]

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I loled. I couldn't help it. Those poor fuckers. xD

[psychop_rex.insanejournal.com]

A nice detail here is that Barda doesn't go all 'Oh, Scott! Do you mean it? Really? Oh, my darling!' on him - she'd obviously been expecting this, and so had he. It illustrates their relationship very well - they're not just the perfect couple, they're the perfect TEAM, each in tune with the other's way of thinking.

Scott: I was thinking we should...

Barda: Get married?

Scott: Yes. What do you...

Barda: You know perfectly well what I'm going to say. 'Yes, I'll marry you, of course I will, kiss me, you fool, mwah mwah mwah', etc. But that's for later.

Scott: Right. First, though, there's...

Barda: The enemy. Right. They're easy, though. The real problem is...

Scott: What kind of food do we serve at the wedding reception?

Barda: Right.

Scott: I was thinking maybe roast beef.

Barda: In a pig's eye.

Scott: Jumbo shrimp?

Barda: Muuuuch better.