New "/" Starsky and Hutch zine -- part 2
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Written by Mystic Whim and Hutchlover, with a
beautiful cover by Judi Jones, the six tales in this
*thick,* full-sized zine begin in the early days
before Starsky and Hutch joined the police academy,
continue to where they become partners on the force,
and follow up through to end of the series and after
-- and while life is happening, so is love. The two
men discover they have more than brotherly feelings
for one another, and after a few false starts, they
truly become partners in all things. Weaving in and
out of our heroes' lives are a strong and loyal group
of friends who color their days with humor, wit and
courage, in good times and devastatingly bad times,
and whom Starsky and Hutch couldn't imagine themselves
without. Join these two authors as they allow their
love for these men to shine forth in the love Starsky
and Hutch have for each other. A not-to-be-missed
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MICE AND MEN by Hutchlover and Mystic Whim
"Why don't we come back on Monday?" Starsky
suggested. "There's a new kid performing that I've
been hearing good things about. His name's Steve
Goodman, and he's a folk singer."
"I can't make it then," Hutch declined. "I have
a mid-term in BioSciences on Tuesday, and I'll need to
"Who are you taking for Bio?" Gino questioned.
"Franklin," Hutch said, less than
"I had him last semester," Gino complained. "I
had to drop it, man. He wanted u to test these
chemicals on those poor mice. I couldn't do it."
"He didn't do that this semester. He got so many
complaints, he dropped that requirement for Bio. But
he still has all the lab animals in there. I here he
still experiments with them in other classes, though."
"That's not right, man," Gino announced sadly.
"How can you do that to those poor helpless
"Little Mickeys and Minnies?" Starsky squeaked
out, unintentionally mimicking the objects of their
discussion. "Drugging them with chemicals and making
They continued to voice their disgust about the
cruel treatment to the lab animals until Gino
suggested they sneak into the Keck lab building and
set them free.
"We can't do that, Gino!" Hutch laughed. "What
if we got caught?"
"So what are they going to do to us?" he asked,
mischievous eyes twinkling. "Arrest us for aiding
mice in a jailbreak? Who would blame us when they
hear what they do to those animals? Come on! It'll
be fun! Wouldn't you just love to see the look on
Franklin's face when he sees the empty cages in the
Hutch laughed again. "So what is this?
Operation Rodent Rescue?"
"No -- Mousecapade '67." Starsky's eyes twinkled
with a reflection much like the North Star in a clear
Gino laughed with him. "Far out! Let's do it!
Now all we need is someone to help us; someone who
would know how to break into the lab."
Both Hutch and Gino looked to Starsky, who tilted
his head and unobtrusively pointed a finger to
"No way, Starsk." Hutch shook his head at his
friend, who had been listening to their rants about
the mice with silent amusement. "You can't. You
can't afford to get caught if you want to enter the
"Sorry, Hutch, but my stint in the Army prepared
me for this type of mission. Besides, you havea
fiancee and can't afford to get caught, either. You
need my experience in undercover operations to back
Hoping to head off an argument, Gino spoke in a
rather poor imitation of Peter Grave's voice, thereby
giving his agreement to Starsky's accompanying them.
"Your mission, Starsky, should you choose to accept
"This isn't exactly 'Mission: Impossible,'"
Starsky giggled. "More like Mission: Mickey Mouse."
"Now, see?" Hutch cocked a thumb in Starsky's
direction. "Nothing scares this guy. He's a born
hero." He saluted his friend in mock seriousness.
"General Starsky? Private Hutchinson reporting for
"Yes, sir." Gino saluted. "Me, too, sir."
"You guys are nuts, you know that?" Starsky
laughed. "You really want to do this?" The other two
nodded. "Okay, then. Let's go."
BORROWED TIME by Hutchlover and Mystic Whim
The drive back was tense, as each man drove home
in his own car.
Starsky pulled into the driveway and turned off
the engine, but Hutch sat in in his car with the
engine running. Getting out, Starsky walked over to
the Ford and opened the driver's side door. "Hutch?
Hey, you gonna sit here or come inside with me?"
When Hutch turned toward his lover, Starsky was
taken aback by the bleakness in his eyes.
"Come on, babe, let's go in and talk," Starsky
Once inside, not wanting to push him, Starsky
waited, let Hutch take off his jacket and followed him
into the kitchen, where Hutch grabbed a can of ice
"Okay, you're scaring me, Hutch. What's going
on? What aren't you telling me?"
Hutch wrapped his arms around Starsky, burying
his face in his neck. "Cancer, Starsk," he whispered.
"I've got cancer...."
Starsky pulled himself back, stunned,
"C-C...Cancer? Are...Are you sure?"
"Hell, no, I'm not sure, but the doctor's pretty
Hutch waited and watched as the truth sunk in, as
Starsky kept looking his partner up and down for
confirmation. Denial, disbelief, fear, anger.
"How? I don't understand." He ran a hand
through his abundance of curls and began pacing. "I
mean, goddamn it. This isn't fair!"
"I know." A whisper of frustration.
Starsky ignored the remark as his anger grew. "I
survived Gunther's hit; we've started a life together,
dealt with prejudice when we bought this house, and
then -- blam!" Starsky slammed his fist into an open
palm. "Why the hell can't we *for once* have a
simple, normal life?!" He looked up at Hutch as the
other man leaned against the counter watching him.
"Aw, babe, I'm sorry. How are you doing? Tell me
what's going on?"
"You mean besides the fact that my own body's
turning against me?" Hutch was angry now, too. He
didn't want to go through this. He didn't want
Starsky to have to go through it. He was sick, but
Starsky would have to watch as he fought this greatest
of fights. And he knew from past experience how much
harder that could be. "I don't know what I'm feeling,
to be honest. I'm angry, I'm scared." Hutch sighed
and closed his eyes.
Starsky gathered him in his arms. "Tell me what
I can do for you, babe."
"Just be here. Just love me." The plaintive
blue eyes spoke louder than words.
"Always." Starsky leaned in and gently kissed
Hutch's eyelids and smoothed a flushed, pale cheek
with his fingers.
Hutch reache dup to grasp onto the hand that
soothed him and held on tightly as if grasping for a
lifeline while drowning at sea.
Pulling away, but not releasing the hand that
held his, Starsky led his partner into the living room
and onto the couch. "Tell me. Tell me everything the
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