I found this series on my tumblr feed earlier today; I don't know if it's been posted here, but who cares, it's got Bart! And snarky Thad! And the two of them living together and driving each other crazy! Unfortunately it seems to have stalled at chapter 3 of the third installment. Oh well...I'll leave with a passage from chapter 2 of the second fic, my favourite by far.
A little while later, Bart finished washing his face in the bathroom. Looking up from the sink, he saw his brother’s reflection on the mirror. “You need to go?” Bart asked, still speaking Interlac.
“So, you are attracted to Carol because of the companionship she provides.” It was more of a statement than a question.
“Yeah, I guess.” Bart shrugged, not sure of where this conversation was going. “She’s my best friend! I like hanging out with her and doing stuff with her and having adventures with her. I’m happy when I’m with her and I love her.” He raised an eyebrow inquiringly. “What’s with the interrogation?”
“Nothing, just curious.”
“Uh huh, sure.” Bart treated Thad to a lopsided grin. “You’re thinking about something, aren’t you? And you can’t tell me that it’s because you’re trying to learn about this time period, because I know better. You posed as me for plenty long enough to know how things go around here.” Suddenly, his grin turned sly and he bounced out of the bathroom, chanting in singsong, “Thad’s got a girlfriend! Thad’s got a girlfriend!”
Offended, he sharply rebuked, “I do not!”
“Suuure,” Bart teased, “I was wondering what you did when no one was home.”
“I do not! I rarely ever leave this house! How could I possibly have a relationship with anyone?”
“I dunno. Internet, maybe?” Catching the momentary widening of his brother’s eyes, Bart’s grinned widened to near manic levels. “I was right!” A quick, bubbling laugh ripped through the air as he danced around the room. “I was right! Thad’s got an internet girlfriend!”
Thad’s faced reddened with anger and the edge of his voice lowered into a growl. “I do not! Shut up!”
Bart stopped cavorting and planted his hands on his hips. “Grife, Thad. Lighten up. It’s okay if it helps you to not be lonely.”
“I’m not lonely!”
“You talk to yourself in the garage and in the shower. You talk to Dox all the time. You get lonely just like anyone else does.”
“I do not talk in the shower!”
“Yeah, you do.” Bart started for the door. Switching back to English, he told Thad, “We can argue about this later. I gotta go meet with Carol.”
(all by randomality@Dreamwidth; AU; all are rated T, which I suppose would be PG-13 or thereabouts)