written_leaves: (amused)
Title: Taken for Granted
Characters: Jo Grant, Mike Yates, Jack Harkness
Wordcount: 267
Summary:  A certain Captain thinks Jo is a lovely thing. Too bad.

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A/N: This was written because it was noted I had never written anything for Jack. This also sums up why.

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A/N:
This rather odd story is the result of a holiday challenge at dw_straybunnies, as I thought it would be rather fun to see how many of the 12 prompts I could shoehorn into one tale.  This included Ace with a girl (in this case, Rani), vampires, evil giraffes, something about Welsh myths, Eleven being threatened by Care Bears, Sarah Jane and the Doctor with an octopus in the TARDIS bathtub, Two with Martha, Evelyn Smythe, Six meeting Rani, the Meddling Monk, Frobisher and it being set in an ancient Earth civilization, in this case Egypt.  Oy.  A couple of these are mere cameos, but they’re all in there.  Really.

Title: The Giraffe Convolution of Doom
Wordcount: 6,619
Characters: Two, Four, Six, Seven, Ace, Evelyn Smythe, Rani Chandra, the Meddling Monk, Frobisher, Jamie and Sarah Jane with a cameo by Eleven.
Summary: There are vampire giraffes reported at the London Zoo. The Doctor must do something about that, seeing as he’s been there before.

All 6 short chapters under the cut, or you may read it at TeaspoonFanfiction.net or AO3.
 

Chapter 1 )
written_leaves: (amused)
As an addition to the "whoniverse1000" community at LJ, which attempts to pair all characters in all imaginable ways, my own theory for what happened to Kamelion.  Not that anyone noticed he was gone.

Title: Closet Romance (or Love Sucks)
Characters: Kamelion, a vacuum cleaner
Rating: G (really)

She breathed in and in and in and in )

written_leaves: (brig)
A small round of drabbling going by as I've revisited a favorite era with a friend who had never seen them before. First a bit of humor regarding the ridiculousness of some of the creatures encountered, then one nod for lost_spook's favorite pair and two for Three and Sarah Jane.

Title: And to Top it off, No One Believes Me
Characters: Jo Grant, Mike Yates
Prompt: 333: grievance
Summary:  Post-Peladon, Jo finally gets her night out with Mike.
-- One minute you're going out...the next thing you know... )
Title: In Good Hands
Characters: Liz, the Brigadier
Prompt: 336: transfer
Summary: Where on Earth could be safer?
-- I want a transfer... )

Title: Rebuild that Sand Castle (it never fell)
Characters: Three, Sarah-Jane
Summary: Sarah-Jane may need a vacation from their vacation.  (set just after Death to the Daleks, prompt 'happy place')
--

Sunshine and warmth seemed impossible )

Title: Relative to Who
Characters: Three, Sarah-Jane
Summary: Smith and Smith.  No relation.  Maybe. (prompt: admission)
--

I'm Doctor Smith... )
written_leaves: (amused)

Title: Acquired Taste
Characters: Three, Jo and Benton

Summary:
It's Christmastime at UNIT, a nice time to sample some homebaked fruitcake...or then again, maybe not.

Read here, or find find Acquired Taste over at Whofic.

 

Can't you smell it...? )

 

written_leaves: (booktower)
Two drabbles recently gone by to tuck in here, one from a random generator list at DbyA that featured Eight/Jo in it's mixing:

Title: Eight Times better than Brazil
Characters: Eight, Jo
Rating: G
Summary:Coming back home can be mutual.

She was a little older and a little wiser in what risks she was willing to take with her life, or with her heart. He was a little older and wiser himself, and much in need of someone who could be there to lift his spirits, to bring him back to a joy of living, exploring.

And what a joy it had been, once more. How well they’d rediscovered now that the sweet spark had not been extinguished by the years. Together they were healed and renewed before a kaleidoscopic universe.

Besides, Jo had always loved the feel of velvet.

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Title: You Look like a Queen
Characters: : Four, Romana II
Rating: G
Summary: Never judge a book by its cover. Or even assume it's a book. (prompt 324: gape)

The Doctor gaped. “Romana, you can’t keep changing bodies like that. It’s disturbing. It upsets the balance of the cosmos, confuses the fashion world. Wig-makers and plastic surgeons everywhere’ll be in revolt. The ginger hair is especially atrocious and whatever were you thinking deciding on that hideous collar?”

She raised her chin. “How dare you address me thus, sir?”

“Oh come, Romana. You don’t have to add the snotty, overbearing persona, I mean, just because you’ve made a horrible, immature decision and looked like Queen Elizabeth…” Someone small and blonde tugged at his sleeve.

“Doctor.”

“What, Romana?”

“I’m over here.”

--
written_leaves: (amused)
He was very, very sorry

Title: Grant Me Just a Little Speech
Characters: The Master, Jo Grant with Third Doctor cameo
Wordcount: 4,250
Summary: The Master kidnaps Jo intending to hold her for ransom, but gets an earful instead.
A/N: A little tale written for JJPOR and Clocketpatch, who wondered what it would be like for the Master to have to spend time around Jo. This is one idea.

...he began to have misgivings )
written_leaves: (Default)
I seem to be on a roll... either that or this is all my Muse can handle at the moment. Three more, one for each of my favorites again:

Title: Definitely the Water
Characters: Vicki, One
Summary: Oh yes, that’s it, you know what Romans were like. (Prompt 'twitterpated')
They seemed so sensible... )
--
Title: Face It
Characters: Two, Jamie
Summary: It's not something he'd ever wanted to practice.
(reference to the 'other Jamie' of The Mind Robber, prompt 'fairy tale')

How could y' do this to me? )
--


Title: Priorities
Characters: Three, the Master
Summary: Even in times of danger, he remembered what was truly important. (prompt 'steam')
Your face gives you away... )
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written_leaves: (pen)
Plugging along through longer WIPs I found a need to finish *something* hence a set of three drabbles to touch base with my neglected friend [livejournal.com profile] dw100.

First, my favorite of the batch:
Title: Hold Me
Characters: Ian, Barbara
Wordcount: 100
Summary: Just making their way through this adventure together, prompt 'tremor'.

Hold Me )

A bit of humor -
Title: Next Time Just Order a Cake
Characters: Two, Jamie and Zoe
Wordcount: 100
Summary: These look a little too familiar. (Reference to ‘The Seeds of Death’, prompt bloom)

Oh dear... )
And finally, a tiny bit that wants to turn into a tale but I'm tamping it down.
Title: Nearly Sweet as Water
Characters: Three and Jo
Wordcount: 100
Summary: Sheltered from more than the sun.
A/N: A brushing of Three-Jo fluff for starflower, prompt cool.

It was a strange thing... )
written_leaves: (amused)
When [livejournal.com profile] infiniteviking brought up a challenge to take a randomly generated title and add 'IN SPAAAACE' to it then write a drabble I had to at least give it a try. The end result is longer than a drabble, but was good light fun.

Title:Something in the Husband...in Spaaaace!
Wordcount: 407
Characters: Ian and Barbara Chesterton

Ian coughed... )
written_leaves: (amused)
For [livejournal.com profile] curuchamion, whose comment regarding her icon of Three with a blue penguin 'hat' on his head was that he was much more patient about having a penguin on his head than the Brigadier would be. I took this for a (tiny) writing challenge.

Egging On (a double-drabble)
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“You’d not be pecked so much if you’d be quiet,” the Doctor rebuked mildly.

“You truly expect me to be quiet when there’s a penguin sitting on my head?” the Brigadier groused – again.

“If you want to be warm, yes.” The Doctor said softly. He looked up at the sky, taking care not to tip his own off. “As I said, they’re the only heat source we’ll find here. Just be glad their instinct to warm anything egg-shaped is working.”

The Brigadier shifted where he was hunkered in the snow, two large sleepy penguins against his back, and rolled an eye up at his unusual headgear. It clicked, honked and settled down over him again. “I’m not egg-shaped and when are those infernal snowmobiles going to get here? Ow. Ow!”

The Doctor smiled. Nearly all had now moved over to him, as he only occasionally made little penguin noises at them.

“This is ridiculous!” the Brigadier grumbled. “Ow!” His penguin, apparently just as fed up with it as he was, jumped off, shook its head at him and waddled away, the other two following. They added to the penguins circled around the Doctor, who watched him shiver and smirked.

--
written_leaves: (fred)
"I'm a robot! Bzzzt! Bzzzt!"

Title: Ramona and the Blue Box
Characters: Four, Romana, K-9, Ribsy, Ramona and Beezus Quimby, Henry Huggins
Summary: The Doctor finds himself in for an interesting afternoon when he and Romana land on Klickitat Street. Or was it Ramona?

A/N: This entire story stemmed from a slip of the tongue while my family was driving and discussing the varying relationships the Doctor had had with his companions, in which an attempt at saying “Four and Romana” came out as “Four and Ramona.” The reaction in the car was to immediately demand a fic. For those unfamiliar with them, Ramona is a character from a series of well-known classic children’s books by Beverly Cleary, set on Klickitat Street and it’s immediate area in Portland, Oregon in the 1950s, though I don't think you'd really need to be very familiar with them to enjoy the tale.

6 relatively short chapters, the first is here under the cut, the rest may be found at
Ramona and the Blue Box at Fanfic.net
or
Ramona and the Blue Box at Teaspoon, Chapter 1
Chapter 2| Chapter 3 | Chapter 4
Chapter 5 |Chapter 6


No need to jump to conclusions. Klickitat could be a British name. )
written_leaves: (brig)
One more that just occurred...they keep doing that.

Of course, who says the affable Sgt. Benton might not have had a family on the side somewhere? And that he might not be so affable about Ten not properly appreciating that accomplishment in its entirety?


Deuce It

“But - you can’t take only one of them,” John Benton objected.

“Look, I appreciate that you’re being all fatherly and familial and all that,” the Doctor said, backing away. “But I only need one. I mean, I really appreciate your being willing to give him your blessings…”

Them. You’re not splitting them up!”

“But they’re identical!” the Doctor protested. “I don’t want identical companions. Can you imagine the confusion…”

“Yes I can,” smiled Benton, but he was still firm. “Nevertheless, both or none.”

“Nonsense! One for me, one for you.”

“Alistair! Gordon! Come on lads, show’s off.”

“Aw, Daaaaad,” they chorused.

Goodbye Doctor.”

-
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.

--
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!”

--
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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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.

--


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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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.

--

“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.”

--

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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