written_leaves: (fred)
Of course, Barbara and Ian's household could hardly be overlooked - but then, neither could his own former behaviour.

Irreconcilable Differences

Barbara gasped. “But we’ll never see him again!”

Ian frowned in concern, keeping a hand to his son’s shoulder.

“Bosh, of course you will,” the Doctor assured, bouncing confidently. “I’m much better at steering now.”

Barbara peered in at the tangled nearly unrecognizable mess that was the TARDIS. “Can it even be steered? Ian, look at it! There’s no way I’m going to let our son go off in that.

“Oi!” the Doctor protested, insulted.

“Absolutely not, Doctor,” Ian stated. “John stays here. Who knows where he’d end up otherwise; remember you never did get us home.”

Picky, picky,” he sighed.

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written_leaves: (bessie)
After all, nostalgia for youthful adventures only goes so far... another in the 'It will Come for your Children series'.

Ah, Memories

“Are you sure, Mum?” the petite young woman asked, considering the grinning tall man beside his blue box.

“Of course! Go on,” Jo said, “Just don’t stray too far from the TARDIS. And don’t let anyone hypnotize you. If a man says he’s the Master, run. Oh, and watch out for strange plants, they can be quite nasty, especially fungus. Stay away from…um, just about anything alien, really, some are quite… and… you know, on the other hand, no! No, stop! You’re grounded!”

“But Jo!” the Doctor protested.

“Sorry, Doctor, but it’s all coming back to me now. Shoo!”

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written_leaves: (tardis)
Another for the "It will Come for your Children" series - I always favored the idea that after Season 6B the Doctor would have dropped Jamie off someplace safe, like at Victoria's house. ;-)

Appearance’s Sake

“What d’ye mean y’ saw a great blue box?” Jamie asked his son. The lad was nearly eye-to-eye with him but his imagination ran even higher.

“Just like in your stories!” the boy insisted.

“Did anyone come out of it?”

“Aye, a tall, strapping man. He said he wanted me t’ go with him.”

“Tall? Not a wee chappie, yea high?” Jamie measured with his hand, his brow furrowed.

“No. Then Mum said I wasn’t t’ go and chased him off with a hat-pin!”

Jamie nodded. Obviously an imposter, and Victoria always did have fine lot of common sense.

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written_leaves: (explosives)
Looking back at the fun [livejournal.com profile] dbsklyer, [livejournal.com profile] lost_spook and I were having with extending the concept of Ten rummaging around for new companions in the progeny of his former ones, I've decided it's worth it to set them up as a drabble series at Teaspoon - the others will be added as they become available, and anyone is welcome to take a turn at the wheel. So far we have Tegan, Vicki, Ben and Polly, Harry, Liz and the Brig - so let's add a touch of Leela.

It Will Come for your Children: the Series

Savage Re Dux

The teen girl screamed; the quiet bushes suddenly exploded beside them catching even the Doctor, who thought he'd been ready, off-guard. He was knocked from his feet.

On his back with a razor-honed knife at his throat, he tried an innocent smile.

"Hello Leela. You've aged well."

"You again, Old One," the middle-aged woman hissed.

"Now, now, I only wanted one teensy little..."

"Child poacher!"

"Only one! You practically had an entire tribe of your own, what's one..."

"MOTH-errrr," the girl complained as Leela abandoned her prey and towed her away. "We were just going hunting!"

"That one should hunt alone."
written_leaves: (jo)
“You mean,” he said, waving a couple fingers in vaguely orbiting patterns, “Other things out there are using our honey?”

Title: Sweetest
Rating: G
Wordcount: 12,376
Characters: Three and Jo with brief appearance by Benton
Summary: When bee-boxes turn up mysteriously empty of their honey, the Doctor and Jo are sent out to find out why. A gentle spring adventure with a scoop of fluff.

A/N: This 6-chapter tale started off as a little vignette for Valentine’s day, hence the double scoops of fluff in the resulting story. It is a relatively gentle tale for spring, with a touch of foreshadowing for Jo’s upcoming changes in her next trip out toward Wales.
Sweetest at Fanfiction.net
Sweetest at Teaspoon
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3
Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6


Chapter 1 right under here )
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written_leaves: (Default)
or Deviled Eggs

Title: The Eggs of Destruction
Rating: G
Wordcount: 35,635
Characters: Three and the Brigadier with a touch of Benton and UNIT towards the end.
Summary: The Third Doctor and the Brig go searching for a possible Silurian outpost on the Isle of Wight, only to discover more trouble than they had bargained on when someone begins using the local population of seagulls as weapons.

The Eggs of Destruction at Fanfiction.net
or
Links to Teaspoon:
1: A Blustery Day (1274) | 2: Slipping Sideways (1602)
3: Under Cover (2537) | 4: Soft Boiled (2258)
5: Jetsam (2450)| 6: Sand and Needles (2622)
7: Throwing a Curve (2233)| 8: Poached (2743)
9: Nest Eggs (2928)| 10: Inner Seagullness (2655)
11: Deviled Eggs (2935)| 12: Over Easy (2598)
13: Scramble (2749)| 14: Empty Nest Syndrome (2330)

A/N:In the works since early this past fall, but I think it's finally ready to start launching. This bit of an adventure is placed just shortly after the events of ‘The Sea Devils,’ and while I've thoroughly enjoyed learning about the wonderful Isle of Wight, I've never had the pleasure of actually being there, so I beg the readers grace in any inconsistencies or missed/mussed details.

‘Sea Devil’ being only a descriptive term assigned them by frightened victims, I’ve used their more official name, Silurian, when referencing them instead.

The young woman they meet partway into the story is based on Sylvania, an actual native to the Island that I've much enjoyed the friendship of. I hope she will approve of finding "herself" in these unusual circumstances. :-)
written_leaves: (explosives)
In the event of an Emergency...

Title: This is your Captain Speaking
Characters: Five, Tegan, the TARDIS
Wordcount: 100

A/N: For [livejournal.com profile] lost_spook, the prompt being Five, Tegan and Locked up as usual, all his fault.

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She was locked in her room again, entirely his fault.

She always seemed so sensible and strong; he relied on her to maintain the ship’s balance. She was the Crew to his Captain, the one who kept the passengers in line.

Yes, they’d seen a few bad scenes. Wasn’t she trained to deal with emergencies? No handy inflatable ramps, but they weren’t needed. He even had peanut packets.

He nudged the TARDIS, hinting Tegan shouldn’t stay alone quite so long. He should be allowed access to tell her all the clever things he’d been thinking.

The door remained locked. Women.

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With it comes the 'other one' that popped up while I was trying to write the above - it lacks the 'locked' prompt, but I found it mildly amusing:

I Think I Used to Work for Those

“I’m freezing my bazongas off!”

The Doctor glanced over, preoccupied with yanking on something in his hands. “You should dress warmer; Australian climate is a rarity in the universe.”

“It’s not like the entire universe plays Cricket either.”

He fell to pulling at the object with his teeth. “Oh, I don’t know. You’d be surprised the places it turns up.”

“What is that?”

“Peanuts! Just the right level of proteins and salt. Stops this Ice Virus from infecting any more villages. Except…I can’t seem to open it.”

“Give it here.” Tegan rolled her eyes. “I can save the world.”

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written_leaves: (explosives)
vworp...vworp...

Title: It Will Come for your Children
Characters: Ten, Polly, Ben
Wordcount: 100
Summary: But they *look* so much like you did when you were younger.

A/N: For [livejournal.com profile] fantom_fan who asked for Ten and Polly - Ben just sort of added himself to the mix spontaneously.

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“You aren’t taking him.” Polly was very firm. “It’s far too dangerous, traveling with you.”

“Weeelll, I admit some things happened, but it wasn’t all bad, was it? Thought you’d like him getting to see the stars...”

“Ben!” Polly yelled, her hand clutching her son’s shirt. “Ben, he’s back!”

A wiry, blonde man catapulted into the flat. “Hands off!” he said. “Go poach someone else’s children, Doctor. None of ours are going off to be monster bait.”

“But Mum…” the teenaged boy complained.

“Maybe the older girl…?”

“No!”

“Sorry, sorry,” the Doctor sighed. “You know, Sarah-Jane said the same thing.”

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written_leaves: (illumination)
To every thing there is a season

Title: This Shining Ember Burns my Hand
Characters: Beren and Luthien
Wordcount: 100

A/N: To everything there is a season - a small gem for Beren and his Luthien written for [livejournal.com profile] siradaono. Nominated for MEFA, 2010.

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When at last he met her eyes again it was like falling into the sea. Wild and shining and deep with an ancient love he could barely comprehend; a jewel of the heavens that he’d captured with the net of his heart. The star forever upon his brow.

Why, he wondered, were all the finest and brightest things in life so rendered with pain, if only in the knowing the years would so soon be lost?

She was a plucked flower in his hand, beautiful and perfect and beginning even now to die.

Yet it was she that had chosen.

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written_leaves: (writing)
Did she ever look back?

Title: My Sun was Always Setting
Characters: Barbara, Susan
Wordcount: 100
Summary: There's no sky like that of your childhood.

A/N: For [livejournal.com profile] john_elliott, who offered the prompt of Barbara with Susan being 'alien'.
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The girl was in the library again. Barbara Wright quietly opened the door. “Susan,” she called. “It’s time to go home. The building is being locked up for the night.”

Susan Foreman looked back at her with a detached, strangely dreamy look on her face. “Have you seen the sunset?” she asked.

Barbara frowned, but joined her by the window. “Very pretty,” she observed.

“The colours here are so different,” Susan said softly. “I do like the blue. But the orange of the sunset…”

Miss Wright looked askance at her faraway eyes, curious. “Yes?”

“It makes me so very homesick.”

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written_leaves: (bessie)
When I say run...

Title: Distillate of Starshine
Characters: Three and Liz
Wordcount: 100

A/N: For [livejournal.com profile] curuchamion who requested a touch of cuddle for Three and Liz.

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Liz sat back on the little roadster’s seat wishing she could to pull off her unfortunately fashionable boots so she could rub at her sore feet.

“You all right?” the Doctor didn’t even appear winded by this galloping after alien beings. If anything he looked exhilarated by it, so bright and smiling.

“Just cold.”

What would it be like to stay like this, she thought, the challenges and strangeness and the running, always running. She leaned back against his warm velvet, allowing him to block the cold wind from her shivering frame, just sharing what she could of his life.

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written_leaves: (tardis)
Title: Knowing her Place
Characters: the TARDIS
Wordcount: 1527
Summary: That old Type 40 never did fit in. Now it would never be of use again, such a shame, such a shame. A look at the TARDIS just before the Doctor found her.

A/N: written for [livejournal.com profile] everloyal, who loves the relationship between the Doctor and his ship.

It’s too unruly, I tell you. I might even say rebellious. )

Boo, Rats!

Dec. 30th, 2009 09:22 pm
written_leaves: (fred)
Wolfe's announcement that he would no longer be writing horror novels hadn't slowed down all of his fans....the most die-hard among them still broke their collective piggy-banks for occasional pilgrimages to their chosen mecca of horror to validate their own bubble of denial.

Title: Boo, Rats!
Characters: Boo and other residents of Skary
Wordcount: 16,371 in 12 chapters
Summary: Based on Rene Gutteridge's humorous "Boo" series, set in the small town of Skary, Indiana between the events of her Boo and Boo Who novels. Former horror writer Wolfe "Boo" Boone, eccentric inhabitants and visitors engage in a comedy of errors.

A/N: According to [livejournal.com profile] everloyal, no knowledge is needed of the books this is based on in order to enjoy it - she told me to add this disclaimer. ;-)

This is not only a turn at a classic comedy of errors but also a fun poke at obsessed fans who follow the famous horror writer they admire in that weird quasi-stalker way only fans understand. A hat tip is needed, I think, to Northanger Abbey as well, where the imagination makes events seem other than they are.
Somewhat lengthy explanation for this obscure but amusing tale )
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Read Boo Rats! at Fanfiction.net

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written_leaves: (amused)
I've *always* blithered," he accused.
"Yes, but I used to be able to keep it generally to myself."


Title: Just Fruity
Characters: Three, Ten, the Brigadier, Benton, references to the Master
Wordcount: 2,896
Summary: Ten and Three and exploding fruitcake. Who could ask for more? The Brigadier faces an sugar-filled invasion of UNIT while being aided by two Doctors who have a childhood favor to return.

A/N: A Christmas holiday Fruitcakefic, just because it wanted to be done for my fellows at the 'Death by Aspirin' forums. As required for this obscure cracky genre, Ten loses some clothing, and ends up chained to Three by the Master, and splattered with cake.... yes, that's a requirement. Obviously you can't take it too seriously.

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Just Fruity over at Teaspoon

What? WHAT? Whoever heard of an exploding fruitcake? )
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written_leaves: (jo)
"You're not fat enough for Santa!" declared a small boy's voice.

Title: Wishing on a Peppermint Star
Characters: Three, Jo, Benton, Yates with reference to the Brigadier
Wordcount: 5,419
Summary: A light little Christmastide tale for Three, Jo, Benton and Yates. A small, lost alien is somewhere amid the holiday shoppers, but we mustn't let that stop the children from seeing Santa. Ho ho!

A/N: I've always thought Three would've made a dandy Santa. Written for the Christmas season, 2009.

Many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] starbells for dreaming up the concept of this particular creature, and to [livejournal.com profile] everloyal for her creative ideas and helpful advising, you're splendid, both of you. Thank you also to my Brits for being willing to put up with 'Santa' rather than 'Father Christmas' for most of the tale. There is a mild, brief fluffiness in this holiday package.

Read over at Teaspoon, if you prefer
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Read here: Everyone loves candy-canes )
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Star Light, Star Bright, Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night

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written_leaves: (Default)
Jo, I can't let you do this!

Title: Worlds of Betrayal Between Us
Characters: Three, Jo, the Master
Wordcount: 471
Summary: Jo has had enough of the Doctor, now it's the Master's turn to show her the universe.

A/N: This unusual AU scene came into being because of a challenge issued by [livejournal.com profile] lost_spook who gave me a synopsis that I would "never write" - which meant I had to, naturally. Poor Three. [livejournal.com profile] starbells insisted this be tagged 'horror'.

Prompt: Jo decides she's had enough of Three and goes off travelling the universe with the Master, who she's always secretly preferred anyway.
This is the result:
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Are you ready, Miss Grant? )
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Blue Moon

Dec. 30th, 2009 06:59 pm
written_leaves: (one)
"Like dancing," she directed softly.

Title: Blue Moon
Characters: Ian and Barbara with a cameo by Vicki
Wordcount: 1,053
Summary: Ian doesn't dance, or does he? A fluffy interlude among alien foliage and moonlight.

A/N: A bit of fluff for Ian and Barbara just because they deserve a little fluff now and then, dedicated to BookEnd / Agapi42 who loves them both.
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There was only the slightest tremor in her voice, his brave Barbara )
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written_leaves: (three)
"Ah, did we catch him at last?" the Rani purred, patting her TARDIS' console proudly.

Title: Cake and the Rani
Characters: Three, Ten, Delgado!Master and the Rani with a sprinkle of UNIT
Wordcount: 11,365 in 8 chapters
Summary: In which the Master takes up baking, Three disapproves of his culinary planning and Ten loses his britches with the help of the Rani. No TARDISes were harmed in the making of this fic.

A/N: This is a story that grew out of an exceedingly unlikely beginning, in which my dear and slightly deranged fellow fans at a forum called 'Death by Asprin' engendered a request for a story featuring Ten, naked and covered in cake, chained to Three with both of them captive by the Master and Ten hiding under Three's cape at some point. Now some of you may have had the vast enjoyment of reading [livejournal.com profile] jjpor's resulting crackfic, "Let them Eat Cake" - and if you haven't I highly recommend it - but this one isn't as cracky... still, if you have any curiosity of how in the world such an ungainly scene could show up in a quasi-serious tale, and if you wanted there to be an explanation for how Ten could have ended up that way, you are invited to read on. This is very, very low on the smut-o-meter, just so you know lest any readers have their expectation disappointed. ;-)

I've never written for Ten before, so I thank my beta, [livejournal.com profile] everloyal both for her numerous plot suggestions and for her checking over the dialogue for me.

Cake and the Rani at Teaspoon

Cake and the Rani at Fanfiction.net
written_leaves: (jo)
Tea was important; tea always made everything a little more right in this world. He accepted that too.

Title: Morning Tea
Characters: Three, Jo
Wordcount: 1,603
Summary: The Third Doctor and Jo in an introspective interlude.

A/N: Because tea always makes things a little better, because there's always hope, and because I love the subtle relationship between them. A small introspective interlude with a tea analogy woven in, set just before the events of 'The Three Doctors'.
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Brr, it's cold in here )
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written_leaves: (brig)
He grimaced and shot, aiming only to wing his mystery adversary

Title: Variable Similitude
Characters: Benton, Yates, the Brigadier, Three, Jo
Wordcount: 7,721 in 11 short chapters
Summary: John Benton only wanted a cup of tea - but everything just went downhill from there. A late-night runaround at UNIT.

A/N: 'Or When a Duck is not a Duck'. My family complained 'there just isn't enough fic with Benton out there!' and I had to agree, so I thought I'd write one. Enjoy.

Variable Similitude at Teaspoon

Or the same over at FF.net

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