One of the stories is titled Dirty Designing and still is being written by a prolific fan-fiction author who goes by the pen name agentverbivore.
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When men scoff at seventeen-year-old Jemma Simmons for wanting to enter the science fair at her summer resort, she refuses to be pushed aside. Fellow teen and resident gadget guy Leo Fitz isn't allowed to participate because he's resort staff, so she suggests they team up. She could use a partner, and he could use her status - as long as they can keep it a secret.Chapter 1 begins as follows:
And maybe it's just the summer air, but the longer they work together, the more it seems like there's something else heating up between them.
Most seventeen-year-old girls loved summertime. Summer meant days lounging by the lake or strolling through the mall, and, most importantly, time away from schoolwork. The latter was Jemma Simmons’ least favorite thing about summertime; after all, what was an afternoon if she couldn’t spend it learning something new?So far, the author has written three chapters -- a total of about 13,188 words, which is about 50 pages of an ordinary book. Chapter 3 was published just yesterday, on September 30. The story will continuing.
The year was 1963, and, frustratingly, people inevitably looked her askance if she spent too many summer afternoons cooped up in the local library. Sometimes people even recognized her, and it just wouldn’t do for the British Ambassador’s daughter to be so anti-social. This year, however, her father had concocted an excuse to spirit her away from the library for the entire summer, meaning that they wouldn’t need to worry about any unnecessary rumors surrounding her behavior. Fortunately, Jemma had thought darkly, for them. An old family friend was the owner of a luxury retreat in the mountains of the Poconos, and he’d invited the whole Simmons family up there for the duration of its operation. It was all “good folk” up there, he’d assured her father; it would be nice for them all to get away from the hustle and bustle of the nation’s capital.
Jemma had frowned when her father had told them this at the dinner table one evening in before school ended. Even though she hadn’t truly ever been exposed to anyone outside of her family’s influence, the exclusionary implication of “good folk” rankled at her. Any good scientist knew that nothing was ever learned by surrounding oneself with likeminded individuals.
Her qualms aside, on June 1st, the three-person Simmons family made the trek up to the Poconos with almost three months-worth of luggage in tow. When Jemma stepped out of the Embassy’s loaned lemon-yellow Chevrolet Impala, hair tied back with a silk scarf and three soon-to-be overdue library books clutched in her arms, she let out a small huff of apprehension. Unless she were quite mistaken, this summer was going to feel very long indeed.
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“That’s right, follow me!” The dance instructor – a woman with perfectly fluffy blonde hair and a fashionable red dress – clapped her hands to the beat of the song emitting tinnily from the record player’s speakers. A group of guests were all packed in rows into the band pavilion, attempting to learn the merengue.
Jemma felt herself pushed forward by the momentum of the surrounding crowd of eager dance students, her own feet at least three steps behind everyone else. At least she’d ignored her mother’s urgings to wear a dress, and was instead wearing jean capris, a white shirt, and a pink scarf to hold back her hair in the humidity. Having to bother with a skirt along with doing possibly one of the last activities that she’d wanted to do would have been punishment at its most complete. Her parents were dancing elsewhere in the crowd, managing to be only around one step behind the crowd, and she tried not to feel quite as resentful towards the group activity as she wanted to be. They were happy, and all they’d wanted was for her to spend time with them.
Below are some of the comments on Chapter 2.
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Did i mention in in love with this story? Because i am. I'm in love with it. And all the set up that i know sometime down the line is going to lead to some verby first time Fitzsimmons smut! Oh I'm so excited!
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For no discernable reason, I'm now singing 'time of my life' to my dog. Lovely chapter, one of those that leaves a silly grin on your face. Can't wait to read the rest! :)
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Your ending line got me, love it so much! Can't wait for more!~M
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LOVE. I seriously just adore Dirty Dancing, and Fitzsimmons, and then I saw you made the most perfect AU of Dirty Dancing/FS and I HAD to read it. I'm so excited for an update!! Such a great chapter!
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YAY! I was so excited to read this! It certainly didn't disappoint (you never do). Thanks so much for taking time to write this for my birthday - you're too nice
I'm really looking forward to reading the next chapter. The way you write always wants me wanting more and that last line in the chapter is just perfect!
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I'm so easily sucked into everything you write. This is so good and such a fun Fitzsimmons twist on Dirty Dancing. Can't wait for more.
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Amazing as always!
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Oh. This is so much fun. I love it. ....
Oh I hope you'll continue this. No matter how long it might take. But even just these two chapters were so delightful!
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Ok so I love dirty dancing with my entire heart and I love fitzsimmons with my whole human soul so you can probably guess that I'm in freaking LOVE with this fic. All of it. I love the image of Jemma in her lil pink button down and red converse, I love Fitz's dorky and brilliant demeanor, I love your effortless writing and your freakin incredible incorporation of those two stories. I can't wait to see what comes next!!
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