Entry tags:
- character: elizabeth burke,
- character: michael burke (omc),
- character: mozzie,
- character: neal caffrey,
- character: omc,
- character: peter burke,
- genre: crack,
- genre: family,
- genre: friendship,
- genre: ot3,
- pairing: peter/elizabeth/neal,
- type: fan fiction,
- wc verse: paladin,
- white collar,
- written for: love bingo,
- year: 2013
White Collar Fic - The Game of Life - Anarchy Edition (Paladin 'Verse)
Title: The Game of Life - Anarchy Edition (Paladin 'Verse)
Author:
elrhiarhodan
Fandom: White Collar
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Peter Burke, Elizabeth Burke, Neal Caffrey, Mozzie, OMC (Michael Burke, Peter's father), Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: Mention of recreational drug use, really bad nicknames
Word Count: ~ 2000
Beta Credit:
theatregirl7299 and
jrosemary
Summary: Peter and his dad talk every Sunday, mostly about nothing, but sometimes things get a little out of hand. After all, this is Michael Burke, who we first met in Thanksgiving at the Burkes, his alpaca-raising, pot-smoking father.
Author’s Note: Written for the “Parents” square on my Love Bingo card.
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( At precisely eight o’clock, Sunday evening, the phone didn’t ring. Of course not, because Peter was waiting for a call scheduled for eight o’clock that never seemed to happen at that time. Sometimes the call came at 7:42, sometimes at 8:36. Or sometimes, on Monday, a little after nine. )
Author:
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Fandom: White Collar
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Peter Burke, Elizabeth Burke, Neal Caffrey, Mozzie, OMC (Michael Burke, Peter's father), Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: Mention of recreational drug use, really bad nicknames
Word Count: ~ 2000
Beta Credit:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Summary: Peter and his dad talk every Sunday, mostly about nothing, but sometimes things get a little out of hand. After all, this is Michael Burke, who we first met in Thanksgiving at the Burkes, his alpaca-raising, pot-smoking father.
Author’s Note: Written for the “Parents” square on my Love Bingo card.
( At precisely eight o’clock, Sunday evening, the phone didn’t ring. Of course not, because Peter was waiting for a call scheduled for eight o’clock that never seemed to happen at that time. Sometimes the call came at 7:42, sometimes at 8:36. Or sometimes, on Monday, a little after nine. )