[Bill cackles the entire time and is enabling all of this.
There are also pieces of landers and rockets - a TON of them, from five or six different countries. A working Chinese rover grinds on by and Bill draws himself on it.]
[Should Ford be cannibalizing rocket parts while drinking? No, he absolutely should not. But he's doing it anyway.
He puts together a tiny rocket with a tiny little engine, just barely stable enough for ignition, lights it, then lets it go. The thing flies away in screaming loop-de-loops for a few seconds, then explodes into scrap metal and scorch marks.]
[Bill claps like it's a fireworks show, blinks and has his pupil turn into a black number 10. TOP SCORE! He loops his arm fondly around Ford's shoulders.]
[Ford snaps a photo of the scene. It's not particularly artistically composed, but it gets the idea across: they're on the moon, that's Earth back there, and the moon has been trashed.]
[They screw around with the camera for a bit. Underpants flag gets chronicled. Bill tries to show Ford how to do a selfie, but it's hard with a Polaroid camera and duckface is hard to demonstrate with no cheeks.]
[Nope. No, Ford doesn't get duckface, and ends up even more confused than before. There is definitely a photo of Ford with his foot up on some moonrock doing precisely the pose Bill's made fun of him for -- but the underpants flag is in the shot, making the whole thing a self-aware kind of goofy.]
God, just friends is hard when Ford is doing a goofy heroic pose. What a great guy that Bill is extremely fond of.
Bill gives him a dumb tour of all the left-over artifacts and the actual stories behind the landings. There's some really fucking weird stuff here that didn't make it to press.]
[Ford is all about the weird stuff that happened here that didn't make it to the press. Bill gets rapt, engaged attention. This was the best idea for a friendly, friend celebration that is not a date at all.]
[Holding hands was okay when he and Hilda were just friends, Ford reasons, so it should be okay here, too, right?
He takes Bill's hand.
Ohhh no. Oh no, Ford's having a lot of feelings, a lot of feelings that need to be totally fine. Why are interpersonal relationships so complicated?? Ford will take rocket science every time over all of this.]
I--I'd like that.
[Is this how to stay involved in Bill's life without being in a relationship or involved in an ill-advised project?? Is this the answer?]
Ha ha. Well, I -- I think that's an oversimplification.
[They both worked very hard, and made a lot of compromises, and had to change in big ways. Ford was put through a lot because of Bill going after what Bill still wanted!]
[It'd be fun to let himself get caught up in that easy confidence. Three years is a significant length of time, but frankly, compared to the 30+ they've known one another, it's been a whirlwind romance.]
Those three years involved some pretty big changes.
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There are also pieces of landers and rockets - a TON of them, from five or six different countries. A working Chinese rover grinds on by and Bill draws himself on it.]
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He puts together a tiny rocket with a tiny little engine, just barely stable enough for ignition, lights it, then lets it go. The thing flies away in screaming loop-de-loops for a few seconds, then explodes into scrap metal and scorch marks.]
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YOU'RE AMAZING, FORDSY.
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Ah, I've been brushing up on rocket science lately.
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[Ford surveys the damage that's been done. It is really something else, just how much they've fucked up this historic hard-to-reach site.]
...I'm gonna get a picture of this.
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[Ford snaps a photo of the scene. It's not particularly artistically composed, but it gets the idea across: they're on the moon, that's Earth back there, and the moon has been trashed.]
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God, just friends is hard when Ford is doing a goofy heroic pose. What a great guy that Bill is extremely fond of.
Bill gives him a dumb tour of all the left-over artifacts and the actual stories behind the landings. There's some really fucking weird stuff here that didn't make it to press.]
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I MISSED DOING THIS STUFF WITH YOU, FORDSY.
[It's been a high-drama couple of months.]
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When was the last time we did something like this? Coney Island? Hawaii?
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[Bill touches his hand. Hold hands? Is this friends? Is this just friends.]
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He takes Bill's hand.
Ohhh no. Oh no, Ford's having a lot of feelings, a lot of feelings that need to be totally fine. Why are interpersonal relationships so complicated?? Ford will take rocket science every time over all of this.]
I--I'd like that.
[Is this how to stay involved in Bill's life without being in a relationship or involved in an ill-advised project?? Is this the answer?]
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[Bill looks down at their hands.]
NOT THAT WHAT HAPPENED DIDN'T HAPPEN. STILL DID, STILL MY FAULT! THINGS CAN BE REAL AND NOT REAL AT THE SAME TIME.
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[Bill is only angry about it in the very very core of himself - he rarely ventures in there, so the rest of him can take it all pretty lightly.]
YOU'VE SAID THAT BEFORE. DO YOU REALLY THINK SO?
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[They both worked very hard, and made a lot of compromises, and had to change in big ways. Ford was put through a lot because of Bill going after what Bill still wanted!]
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[Bill squeezes his hand.]
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Those three years involved some pretty big changes.
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