Is anyone else starting to ship VH1/AfterElton? Or Vhelton, as I call it.
Sterek would find it rude if you didn’t, VH1. Have you voted on the Ultimate Slash Madness Tournament yet?
Oh don’t you worry, AfterElton. We’re voting until our fingers bleed.
Sterek is pleased with you, VH1. Very pleased.
Vhelton sounds delicious. We anxiously await the fanfic.
I wonder if Vhelton will make the tournament next year? Better make the slash hot!
Like a proud matchmaker? After all, EW helped inspire all this shipping.
BRB shipping Vhelton like there’s no tomorrow. So many feels.
“Hey, vh1,” afterelton said, “it’s actually a thing now.”
“What is?” vh1 asked absently, as it went over the contracts for the next season of Basketball Wives.
vh1 blinked. “What do you mean, ‘a thing’?”
“The fans on tumblr totally ran with it. There’s fanfic, fanart, meta.” afterelton minimised the episode recap it’d been working on, bringing up tumblr. “Here, I’ll show you.”
vh1 peered over afterelton’s shoulder with interest. Its eyes widened. “Well, definitely great publicity.”
“You can say that again,” afterelton laughed, tipping its head to one side, probably trying to figure out the physics of the fanart on the screen the same way vh1 totally, totally wasn’t. Ahem.
“A little surprised they took it so far, though,” vh1 admitted. “I mean…I’m all for having fun, but we have the same parent company. Isn’t that a little…incest-y?”
“Let me guess,” afterelton said dryly, “never looked up Supernatural on tumblr, right? Trust me, incest is practically a requirement, these days.” It paused. “You know…” it began speculatively. “It’s generating a lot of interest - and like you said, it’s great publicity.”
“So…maybe we should make it a thing. Actually a thing.” afterelton fixed its gaze on vh1 intensely.
vh1 didn’t even know what to do with that. Not that it wasn’t interested, per se, it’d just never pictured it happening. “I don’t know,” vh1 said honestly. “Maybe.”
“It’ll be like all the greats before us!” afterelton encouraged, confidence rising. “Remember UPN and The WB? AOL and Time Warner?”
afterelton really wasn’t doing itself any favours. vh1 said as much.
“Hey, you could do worse than The CW.” afterelton paused. “Somehow. And, okay, AOL and Time Warner broke up eventually, but I think they were really happy for a while there.” It took the unimpressed look vh1 was giving it, and caved. “Okay, okay! But you have to admit, they had nothing on the MSNBC/Fox break-up.”
And now vh1 was just confused as hell, because that made no sense. “Fox and MSNBC were never together.”
“Suuuuuure they weren’t,” afterelton smirked. “You hate someone that much, there’s gotta be some history there, you get what I’m saying? Fine line between love and hate, right? Plus,” afterelton lowered its voice to a whisper, glancing around, “wireimage totally got some pictures of them together, but an injunction put a stop to any publication. Spoilsports,” it muttered, turning back to scroll down the screen with its mouse. “Okay,” it announced suddenly, abruptly changing topics, “I can’t help but notice that you haven’t really given me an answer on the whole ‘us’ thing, which means you’re either not interested or actually thinking about it, like you said. Either way,” it took a breath, “to save us both some awkwardness for the time being, I’m going to show you that UPS/FedEx slash I found the other day.”
“Right,” vh1 muttered, really not knowing what else to say, “because that’s not awkward at all.”