Chris gets bored three hours into a fifteen hour flight. He's already played in-cabin trivia, watched the only good movie, and filled in the crossword puzzle. He'd go hang out with Zach, but Zach and Joe are in the midst of an intense brother vs. brother, one on one MarioKartDS battle, and he's a little frightened of interrupting them.
Chris looks around for someone to distract him. John's on the phone with his wife, Zoe and Simon are watching movies, Karl's on his laptop and Anton... Chris blinks. Anton is asleep. On Karl's shoulder.
Chris jumps out of his seat and drops down on Karl's other side with a huge grin. However, one look at Karl's face and he snaps his jaw shut. Right, ok then. Chris shifts his attention away from Anton and on to Karl's laptop. He squints at the screen. "What are you doing?" he asks incredulously.
Chris looks from Karl's face, to the laptop screen and back again. "Are you secretly a 14 year old girl?" He teases.
"Ass." Karl clicks on a corner of the screen and the internet window closes.
Chris pouts. "Aw come on, I'm bored. Entertain me Karl."
Karl looks at him with exasperation. "Entertain yourself."
Chris grins. "Well I would..."
Karl groans and Chris tries to look affronted. Karl doesn't buy it and Chris starts squirming in his seat. "Come on Karl... please? I'm bored!" The last word comes out dangerously close to a whine.
Karl looks thoughtful, then gets an evil grin on his face. "Ok." He opens the internet back up. "What do you know about RPF?"
Chris frowns in confusion. "Relative Performance Factor?"
Karl laughs. "No."
Chris searches his brain. "Rebel Penguin Federation?"
It's Karl's turn to stare incredulously at Chris. "You are a geek," he declares solemnly.
Chris rolls his eyes. "So what's it mean then?"
Karl twists the computer to face Chris. "Real Person Fiction."
Chris studies the website for a few moments. So fans write stories about celebrities' lives. All kinds of stories it seems. Especially romantic. He turns the computer back to Karl. "Cool."
Karl blinks. "Cool?"
Chris shrugs. "Sure. Ok, a little weird. But still cool. Is there a lot of it?"
Karl nods, overcoming his surprise and grinning. "Oh you'll see. If this movie does half as good as I hope it will, there fans will be putting out all sorts of fiction out on the web."
Chris frowns a little. He's excited about the premiere, he can't wait for everyone to see it, but he keeps forgetting about how it'll effect his life. "Should we warn Zach?" Chris doesn't really mind, fans can make up whatever they want, and will anyway, but Zach takes things a little more personal.
"I figure he's already well aware of fandom. 'Heroes' fans are all obsessed with 'sylinder' and Zach seems ok with that."
Karl leans over and lowers his voice. "Sylar and Mohinder pairing. Sylinder is what the fans call it. Personally I'm more of a Pylar fan."
It takes Chris a moment to figure it out, and then he bursts out laughing.
They're back in LA, after a crazy month of touring the world, when Chris remembers the conversation with Karl. He's exhausted, between promotion and getting ready for the theater, so he fires up his computer and finds livejournal. It takes him a few minutes to figure out how the search engine works, but he's soon looking himself up.
There's a few startrek communities, but fifth on the list is something called pinto_fic. "Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto RPS". He's confused. Karl only mentioned RPF, nothing about RPS. Chris clicks on the link and his jaw drops. Its stories about him. and Zach. Together. Chris grins. Fans are awesome!
He scrolls through a few of the stories, and a lot of them reference themselves as responses to "prompts" from trek_rpf_kink. The name itself makes him laugh, and he clicks over, scrolling through the comments. Oh wow. People aren't just writing about him, they're writing PORN about him. If that's not the coolest thing ever, Chris doesn't know what is.
He clicks through the prompts, highly entertained. Some of the requests are simple, some are complex but all of them are awesome. And the responses! Chris reads a few of the stories and can't decide if he needs a cold shower or a stiff drink. Maybe both.
Chris stops to consider an unanswered prompt. Nothing complex: him, Zach and trying to keep quiet during sex in a public place. Immedietly one of his favourite fantasies comes to mind. He hesitates and walks away from the computer, going to find that stiff drink. He walks back, whiskey in hand and studies the prompt again. Before he can overthink it, he opens up a text document and types out his fantasy. Something he's been secretly wishing for since filming. Just him, Zach and a closet...
He hesitates briefly when the story is finished. It's anonymous right? No one will know it's him. Shrugging, he copy and pastes the story in. He's annoyed when a dialogue box pops up, informing him his story is too long to fit in one comment. He figures out how to reply to his own comment, and pastes the rest of the story in.
Chris runs into Karl at the grocery store, of all places. He eyes him strangely. "Don't you live in New Zealand?"
Karl rolls his eyes and tosses Frosted Flakes into his basket. "I've got auditions. And meetings with my agent."
"Aw, and here I just thought you missed me. You're not at a hotel are you, you know you could crash at my place," Chris offers.
"No I'm staying at Anton's. Thanks though."
Chris looks over his shoulder at Karl thoughtfully. The older man raises an eyebrow, daring Chris to ask. He opens his mouth to, but instead comments, "You know you and Anton fiction gets requested a lot on livejournal." Sort of, not really asking.
Karl laughs and Chris relaxes slightly. Karl looks amused. "I wondered if I was in any of that. Me and Anton hm?" He chuckles to himself, then eyes Chris speculatively. "What about you?"
Chris preens a bit. "I'm requested with everyone. Fans love me." A bag of potato chips bounces off his head and he laughs. "It's true! Mostly with Zach though," he admits.
Karl gets a sudden understanding look in his eyes. "So that's why..." He cuts himself off and shakes his head. "Kirk and Spock, how original," he teases.
Chris sticks his tongue out at him.
He's taking a break from memorizing his lines when he signs back on to the comm. There's pages and pages of prompts now, but he finds his story easily enough. There's a slew of responses, and Chris smiles in delight. People liked it! He's especially proud of the "afnasnf;amfefdsf" comment.
He scrolls through more of the prompts. Even though no one knew it was him writing that fic, he's still very proud of himself. The fan love is a little heady. He wonders if he can write another one; he's certainly got enough fantasies to pull from. Briefly he wonders what Zach would think if he knew Chris was writing porn about the two of them. He doesn't think he'd be too happy about it.
A prompt catches his eye and he's immediately distracted. Wow, what would it be like if Zach caught him masturbating? Fantasies fill his head and he quickly opens a new text file. Hm, he gets bonus points if he uses a dildo..