EndAlthough none of them had aged a single day, deep in their code, all the characters at Litwak’s Family Center knew that they were very, very old. For the past seventy years, they had been working day after day to keep children and adults alike entertained, and for most, that was a record to be proud of.End in Short Stories More Like This
Their only collective regret was that it was all finally coming to an end, for the original Litwak’s son had decided to sell the building and recycle the last few games that were his father’s legacy.
“Tamora,” Felix said softly, his voice gentle as he tried to coax her from her sleep. For a minute, when no answer was given, when she remained quiet and still, he was tempted to allow her to sleep, to spare her the fate that they all knew was coming. This thought was quickly tossed away a moment later, for he knew well enough by now that if he tried to pull something like that, she would never forgive him.
He never would have forgiven himself if he had tried t
Bow Out 3Standing in his doorway, her arms crossed, eyes narrowed into enraged slits, and still wearing her gore-encrusted armor, weapons included, was the most beautiful and terrifying sight that Felix had ever seen in his thirty-three years of life: his very angry wife.Bow Out 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Tamora,” Felix yelped as he tumbled from the bed, his head smacking the edge of the table as he fell. Shooting back up, shaking himself in an attempt to get rid of the pain, it was with wide eyes that he focused on the one woman that he never again thought he would see, one that was now standing in the doorway as she gave him the worse glare that she could muster. “Wha-what are you doing here?”
“I’m here,” Tamora Calhoun said in a deadly whisper that he could just barely hear, “because a coward wouldn’t tell me to my face that he wanted out.” Uncrossing her arms, Tamora raised her hand to show that she was holding a stack of papers, the edges wrinkled and torn to sho
Bow Out 4Hours later, the moment the slight sound of a quiet whimper awoke him in the middle of the night, Felix knew exactly what he had to do.Bow Out 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stretching to his full height to work out the kinks that had appeared in his back while he slept, it was with soft but hurried movements that he slid off the couch, a repeat of the sound from before confirming that it had not been a product of his sleep-addled imagination. Scurrying across the room, careful to avoid the many unsuspecting traps that Tamora had insisted they add to their home in case of a break in, a feature she had gotten her way with despite his assurances that no one would ever even think of entering without their permission, it was only a few moments later that he was pushing open the door to their bedroom, his eyes finding his wife’s form even in the total darkness.
A wince crossed his face as she whimpered for the third time, her stillness telling him just how bad the dream actually was.
On a normal night, when her nightmares
RefusalAlthough it was getting increasingly difficult as they all left Hero’s Duty and began to build their own lives within the arcade, on nights when the players had been good, the cybugs were calm, and none of them had any other plans, Tamora liked to take her men and go for a drink at Tapper’s.Refusal in Short Stories More Like This
It was becoming almost something of a tradition, the closest they had to one at least, to set aside a bit of time every once in a while for themselves, to let the Surge Protector close off their game while they all threw back a few in the relative safety of the bar. It was something that they all could trace to the earliest of their pre-programmed memories, an activity that their backstories said they had done dozens of times after one successful battle or another, and so it was almost soothing to do it in reality. Although none of them could ever really truly forget, it did them good to sit around, drink a few beers, and pretend that the cy-bug scum were no more.
The fact that they wer
Marry YouFelix was not a drinker.Marry You in Short Stories More Like This
Partly due to his small size and partly due to a lack of experience with the activity, it took very little for him to become drunk, a state of mind that he actively tried to avoid. He often did unseemly things when he was under the influence, the worse of which has been when he accidently kissed Diana on the cheek, despite the fact that she had been seeing Larry at the time. After months of being unable to meet either Nicelander’s gaze, he had always made sure that it never went that far again. When the Nicelanders had a party, he was careful to stick to water or the occasional pop, keeping a watchful eye out for those who had visited Gene at the bar instead of partaking himself. On the days he left his game to visit friends, he would often lend a helpful hand to the characters heading home after a bout at Tapper’s, making sure that they arrived safe and sound despite their drinking-induced lack of inhibitions. Having seen what root beer coul
DistressSitting as he was next to Ralph in the hospital corridor, with Vanellope tucked under his arm as they waited for the news, there was only one sentence that Felix could think about.Distress in Short Stories More Like This
It’s gone into distress.
“It’ll be fine, Mr. Fix-It,” one of the nurses had said soothingly as she pushed him into Ralph’s restraining grasp, the others wheeling her away to surgery so that they could fix whatever had broken in their eleventh hour there. “It’s a quick, standard procedure,” she had promised as the doctor filed after his assistances, his very presence a reassurance that nothing could go wrong, that everything the nurse was telling him now would be true. “An hour, tops,” she had promised with a smile, “and then you’ll be able to see your wife and child.”
That had been three hours ago, and still there was no sign of it ending.
“She’s going to be fine, Felix,” Ralph muttered quietly once again a
SmileIf someone was to ask any of Calhoun’s men why she had fallen in love with Fix-It Felix, none of them would have been able to give one accurate answer.Smile in Short Stories More Like This
For some of them, the ones that still distrusted the little man that had stolen their commander’s heart, the answer was obvious: magic. He had that magical hammer that could fix anything, right? Well, it had been well known long before the eight-bit character had shown up that Sergeant Calhoun’s entire backstory revolved around the death of her fiancé, an event that would cause anyone’s heart to shatter if they were forced to live through it. Although she had remained physically and mentally strong after Brad’s unfortunate demise, emotionally, she had been well beyond repair.
Or so they had thought.
It made sense, then, that, if the Sarge was broken, the character that had the ‘fit it all’ tool that could heal her would be the one that she fell for. Perhaps it was because she was sufferin
DateTamora Jean Calhoun did not keep track of the date.Date in Short Stories More Like This
For her game, there was no need. On their little nameless planet-which had a different orbit from the earth they had all called home, thus making it wrong anyway- there was no difference between the fifth and the fifteenth, except for the number of days they had been stuck there fighting bugs. Also, considering the fact that the system she uploaded her daily reports to added a time stamp to the end of each transmission, her memorization of the extra detail was useless and unnecessary. With almost every day the same routine of fight, kill, paperwork, and sleep, its numerical position on the forgotten calendar that hung from her wall meant nothing to her.
Besides, if she really needed to remember something important, the eight-bit handyman living in the game across the way that she’d been seeing for the last year would remind her in plenty of time to make it seem like she had known all along.
So, when Kohut gave her a note that Fe
Care“Do you wanna build a snowman?”Care in Short Stories More Like This
For a single moment, she almost said yes. She could hear how much her sister hurt, how desperate she was for someone other than the staff to play with. How much the little red-headed girl standing behind the door wanted her sister back, wanted what they had had before the night they’d supposedly left the castle to play in the snow back between them.
Elsa could hear how hopeful Anna was, hopeful that today might finally be the day she left her room, and for a single moment, she almost said yes.
“No, Anna. Go away.”
It hurt, listening to her sister walk away, her footsteps heavy on the padded carpet, just loud enough for Elsa to hear for a few minutes before Anna rounded the corner, her little sister gone from her corridor for another day. She wasn’t worried about the child; in a few minutes she’d be in the courtyard, harrying the help into playing a game of tag or hide-and-go-seek
ScarEven through her armor Tamora could feel the heat of the flames, the building around her beginning to discentegrate as the old, partly rotten wood reached its breaking point. Poking her head through the door, a winced crossed her face as a bullet grazed her cheek, forcing a retreat just as another hit the frame. “Kohut, you almost done,” she called behind her as she blindly returned fire, pausing for a moment when a pained wail told she’d hit a mark, “cause I could really use some help out here.”Scar in Short Stories More Like This
“Working on it, Tam,” her second in command called from the other room, voice strained as he struggled with the load they’d been sent to retrieve. “This box ain’t as light as it looks, and you try setting up a stable cargo transport beam when the floor keeps falling out from under your feet. See how long it takes you!” His explanation giving way to a stream of curses, Tamora growled as another round went off, forcing her
Times of Change~ Chapter 11Chapter 11 SOUTHAMPTON ENGLAND JUNE 1930 “ADRIATIC”Times of Change~ Chapter 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Keeping a close eye on Arizona throughout the night, I nudged her awake at daybreak. She yawned. “Why wake me, Adriatic? I’ve got nothing to do here anyway.” She asked.
“There’s always something to do around here.” I replied. “Like what?” She asked. “You could help me with the herbs.” I said. She tipped her head to one side. “I’m not a healer, I know next to nothing about plants.” She replied.
“I’ll teach you. Besides, if most leaders survive to become museums, more often than not they take up healing, to still be useful within the fleet.” I explained. She smiled at my optimism. “Alright then, what do I do?” She asked. “Come with me and I’ll show you.” I ordered.
I headed over to the herbstore, she followed me. “Watch your mast as you come inside, it’s meant for smaller ships.” I w
Times of Change~ Chapter 10Chapter 10 SOUTHAMPTON ENGLAND MAY 1930 “MAURETANIA”Times of Change~ Chapter 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hood watched as Olympic and Arizona were met at the harbor entrance by Adriatic. The White Star healer examined the American closely for several minutes. Then she looked up and told Olympic something.
Hood was too far away to hear them but she could see that it wasn’t anything good. Olympic shared a long embrace with Arizona before heading over to the refueling station.
She paused on her way out of the harbor to see Hood. The battleship bowed her head, unable to meet her leader’s eyes. “Arizona will be just fine.” Olympic said. Hood nodded. “I’m sorry, Olympic.” She whispered.
“It’s ok Hood, you tried to uphold a fleetmate’s honor. I’m the one who should be sorry. The things I said, I didn’t mean them. I loved Hawke, she was my friend too.” Olympic replied. Hood sighed. “Are you sure she’ll be ok?” She asked. “If I
HMS Tempestuous~ Keep Holding OnHood: You're not alone, together we stand. I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand. When it gets cold and it feels like the end. There's no place to go you know I won't give in. No I won't give in.HMS Tempestuous~ Keep Holding On in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Keep holding on cause you we'll make it through, we'll make it through. Just stay strong cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you. There's nothing you could say, nothing you could do. There's no other way when it comes to the truth so keep holding on cause you know we'll make through, we'll make it though.
Tempestuous: So far away, I wish you were hear. Before it's too late this could all disappear. When the doors close and it comes to an end, with you by my side I will fight and defend. I'll fight and defend. Yeah, yeah!
Both: Keep holding on cause you we'll make it through, we'll make it through. Just stay strong cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you. There's nothing you could say, nothing you could do. There's no other way when it comes
Times of Change~ Chapter 24Chapter 24 JARROW SCOTLAND MARCH 1936 “MAURETANIA”Times of Change~ Chapter 24 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Since our arrival here, many ships had been moved to Inverkeithing for final demolition. It was only a matter of time before we went too. I turned to Olympic. “Feeling alright?” I asked. “So far, so good.” She replied. “Only, it’s really boring here.” She said.
That gave me an idea. “Hey Olympic, how ‘bout we play a game for old times’ sake?” I asked. She shrugged. “Sure, why not?” She replied. “We should have a last-ship sailing contest. Whoever reaches the Ancients first loses.” I said. “Ha, ha.” She muttered. “Well, why not. We’re going to die anyway, might as well make it fun.” I replied.
She rolled her eyes. “I don’t recall death ever being fun but ok.” She agreed. “First one to the Ancients loses.” I said. “You’re on.” She laughed.
The months passed and
Times of Change~ Chapter 13Chapter 13 SOUTHAMPTON ENGLAND JUNE 1930 “MAJESTIC”Times of Change~ Chapter 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arizona was coughing up blood when Olympic reached her. She rubbed her bow along her side, trying to ease it but it didn’t work. Adriatic shoved her out of the way. “Olympic stop, you’re making it worse.” She growled. She turned to Lurania. “Get some comfrey and thyme, now!” She called. Lurania whirled around and raced off. As she did, Britannic came steaming back in. “Is there any comfrey and thyme in there?” She asked. Britannic checked. “Yes, Adriatic.” She replied.
“Give it to me.” Adriatic ordered. She did. Adriatic carefully squeezed the plants, pouring the juice into Arizona’s mouth. “It’s to keep her from going into shock from blood loss.” She explained.
Lurania raced back. “Got some. I grabbed some of the Crabmint as well.” She said. Adriatic nodded. “Thank you. Give them to my apprentice and she
Times of Change~ Chapter 15Chapter 15 NEW YORK OCTOBER 20 1930 “OLYMPIC”Times of Change~ Chapter 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I felt a fierce nudge on my side and woke to see Baltic’s cheeky green eyes just inches from mine. I yelped and moved backward. “Baltic, don’t do that!” I growled. She shrugged. “Sorry, Olympic.” She said.
There was some yowling nearby. “Hide me.” She whispered and ducked inside my lee. Moments later, 6 sailboats appeared, halting in front of me. “Have you seen Baltic?” They chirped.
My eyes flickered briefly over to Baltic. She shook her head. “No, no.” She mouthed. “Why no I haven’t.” I replied, playing dumb. “Have you checked the navy yard, I know she loves to play jokes on the ships there.” I added.
“We looked, she’s not there.” They replied. “It’s a big yard, maybe she’s playing hide and seek.” I said. “Will you play hide and seek with us?” They asked. I smiled. “S
Tiimes of Change~ Chapter 2Chapter 2 SOUTHAMPTON ENGLAND NOVEMBER 7 1929 “OLYMPIC”Tiimes of Change~ Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I yawned as the morning dawned. At this time of year, the sun didn’t rise till 11, it was nearly noon and I still was trying to shake the sleep from my eyes. “Ah, you’re just being lazy!” Captain Parker said.
“Oh, I’m sorry it’s probably because someone was up howling her bow off all night.” I growled, glaring accusingly at Baltic. My crosser shrugged. “What can I say? I was curious as to why dogs howl.” She replied.
“First of all Baltic, you’re not a dog. Second of all, it’s wolves that howl at the moon, not dogs.” I snapped. “Some dogs howl.” She retorted. “Yeah, basset hounds, who sleep for 18 hours every day and eat during the remaining 6 hours.” Mauretania shot back.
“Nice one!” I called to her. She grinned at me. “Thanks.” She replied. Baltic narrowed her eyes mischievously. “D
Let It Go Long ShadowThe sea is still and the stars are bright, not an island to be seen. A kingdom of isolation and it looks like I'm the queen. The storm is raging like this maelstrom inside. Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried. Don't let love in, don't let love be, a constant part of me. Conceal, don't feel don't let love show! Well it showed!!Let It Go Long Shadow in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Let it go, let it go. Can't hold it back anymore. Let it go, let it go sail away into sailor's lore. I don't care what the stars will say. Let the souls swim on. The depths never bothered me anyway.
It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small and the love that once controlled me can't get to me at all! It's time to see what I can do in one world instead of two. No ferry, no dead, no souls for me! I'm free!!
Let it go, let it go. I am one with the sea and sky. Let it go, let it go. You'll never see me cry! Here I sail and here I stay. Let the souls swim on...
My power sails from the sky into the sea. My soul is brightening like those sky flashes
Times of Change~ Chapter 16Chapter 16 SOUTHAMPTON ENGLAND MARCH 1931 “MAURETANIA”Times of Change~ Chapter 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was relaxing in the evening sun when I heard a commotion at some of the docks nearby.
I looked and saw the German liner, Europa racing into the harbor. People on the pier were cheering her on. “Come on, you’re almost there.” They called.
Europa didn’t even slow for the tugs. It was a miracle that she didn’t smash the wharf but she cut her engines and slide easily into her berth. The lines were secured in minutes.
“Time!” A dockworker called. A man looked at his pocket watch. “4 days, 17 hours and 6 minutes at an average speed of 27.91 knots. Congratulates, you just won the Eastbound Blue Riband!” He called. Everyone erupted in cheers.
Europa sighed in relief. “Well done!” I called. She turned to me. “You’re not gonna try and win it back?” She asked. “Are you kidding me? If I tried to run that fast now I’d fall apart.&
Times of Change~ Chapter 19Chapter 19 SOUTHAMPTON ENGLAND NOVEMBER 1931 ‘MAJESTIC”Times of Change~ Chapter 19 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lurania and Adriatic raced over to the White Star docks. “I understand Aquitania’s thinking but I can’t leave innocent ships to die, it’s not right.” Adriatic said. “And to think, if they weren’t German she would help them. The war ended almost 20 years ago, what is she still holding against Germany?” Lurania asked.
“There are some wounds that never heal. Aquitania has good reason to hate Germans.” Adriatic replied. “So does Olympic, but she doesn’t.” Lurania countered. “Mines are unpredictable, they could hit anybody. A torpedo on the other prop is deliberate and has thought behind it.” Adriatic said.
“Why doesn’t Mauretania feel the same way?” Lurania asked. “Lusitania was her sister too.” Adriatic sighed. “Maury knew Lucy longer. She made her peace a long time ago. Aqua had less than a year w
Wherever it's Christmas (p.7)Christmas morning, Amy stumbled into the console room, yawning, but excited.Wherever it's Christmas (p.7) in Sci-Fi More Like This
She stopped at the head of the staircase and stared.
During the night, the console room had been transformed. The tree still stood below her and to the right, but now every balcony and railing had been decked with streamers of holly and big red bows, a string of Christmas lights twined around the time rotor, and a huge, twinkly wreath had been hung on the inside of the outer doors.
In front of the door, at the foot of the dais, a dining room table had been set out, and covered with a pristine white tablecloth. China, silver, and crystal goblets were set for three, with an elaborate candelabra in the center and silver domed platters gathered around it. Amy couldn't smell anything, but she suspected their Christmas dinner lay under those covers, perfectly preserved.
She felt a presence come up beside her. She turned to look. Rory stood there in his flannel pajamas, his face rough with morning beard. "Did you do
Wherever it's Christmas (p.1)Amy has decided it's time to celebrate Christmas in the Tardis, whether the guys like it or not.Wherever it's Christmas (p.1) in Sci-Fi More Like This
“We missed Christmas!” Amy declared from the top of the stairs.
Rory and the Doctor looked up from where Rory was handing the Doctor tools as the Time Lord fixed something under the console.
“Nonsense,” the Doctor said, “this is a time machine, it can be Christmas anytime you want.”
“In that case I declare tomorrow to be Christmas,” Amy said as she stumped down the stairs.
“Tomorrow!” Rory said with a yelp.
“Why not today?” the Doctor asked as he jumped up and flexed his fingers, ready to type in coordinates. "I seem to remember they have a very good Christmas on...”
“Oh, no. We’re not just going to gate crash someone else’s Christmas, we’re going to make our own.” She slung an arm around each of them. “My very first Christmas with my boys,” she said with satisfacti
Dirty Old ManThe Doctor isn't a dirty old man. But it was his anniversary, and he was old, and it was muddy, and, well, things just sort of developed.Dirty Old Man in Sci-Fi More Like This
River shrieked. “Doctor!”
He tackled her around the waist. They fell tumbling down the hill, his arms tight around her. They ended in a huge mud puddle at the bottom.
She sat up and flicked the mud off her hands. “What did you do that for?”
“There was a Cendisian Ruby Snake about to bite you, didn’t you see it?” he demanded. His face was stark white under the mud, his quiff bobbing down from the weight of mud on the tip.
It started raining.
“Oh, great!” River stared up at the sky, her gown ruined, the rain slicking her muddy hair back like a mop. “Can this day get any better?” she groused.
“River,” his voice was soft, almost a whisper. She turned.
He kissed her. Shock jolted down to her heels. He pushed her back in the mud, braced them on one arm, cupped her face wit
Her Face - (Doctor/River)Just the sight of her was enough to make his hearts pound with joy. Her face.Her Face - (Doctor/River) in Sci-Fi More Like This
Just the sight of her was enough to make his hearts pound with joy.
A flash of tangled curls on a crowded alien street could make him speed up, only to discover it wasn't her at all.
The sight of her face, that strong face. More beautiful to him than any other.
He'd known women more beautiful than River. Strictly speaking, Amy was prettier. Yet it was River that made his hearts pound, made his blood race, made him smile with mad joy, only to wipe it away when she turned, and pretend to be irritated instead.
Oh, how he loved her face. The shape of it, the warmth of it, her soft skin, and the crinkles around her eyes.
He loved her eyebrow that cocked at him in mockery. He loved her nose with that slight bump that made it too strong for beauty, but absolutely perfect for her. He loved her lips, with their lies and their spoilers and their hallucinogenic lipstick. She had killed him with those lips, yet th
Hats Off!River doesn't like the Doctor's hats. But maybe not for the reason you'd expect.Hats Off! in Sci-Fi More Like This
"River, why don't you like my hats?" the Doctor asked plaintively, clamping a hand firmly on the current one. Fortunately they were in the Tardis, so she couldn't shoot it off.
She gave him a slow-growing, thoroughly naughty grin. He knew that grin, his blood pumped a little faster, part in trepidation, part in fascination, he never knew what she was going to do.
She stepped closer, he watched her with leery eyes, but refrained from stepping back. She pressed herself right up against him, soft and strong. She gently pulled his resisting hand from his hat.
"It's not that I dislike your hats, Sweetie," she said in dulcet tones. She settled his hand on her hip and slipped her hands up around his neck. She tilted her head. "It's just that they get in the way..." She buried her fingers in his hair, and slid her mouth over his with a soft moan.
One red tipped fingernail popped his hat off his head. It tum
Peacemas - A Doctor Who Christmas Story - (p.2)The Doctor and Martha must fight their way through monster infested tunnels to save a little boy on Christmas Day.Peacemas - A Doctor Who Christmas Story - (p.2) in Sci-Fi More Like This
Back at the house, the Doctor left Martha helping Marta in the kitchen and went out to track down Logan. He found the older man in a huge barn set among pastures a good half kilometer from the house. From the outside, it looked like a traditional “big red barn.” But inside, half the space was stalls, while the other side was gleaming electronics.
Logan looked up from attaching sensor pads to one of the local “cows.” It was the last in a long line of similarly attached cows running down the electronic side of the barn. The cows here were leaner than the ones on Earth, almost deerlike in some ways. No doubt better able to handle browsing on alien grass. Logan patted the beast’s side and got up to greet the Doctor.
“What can I help you with, Doctor?” he said, wiping his hands off on the ubiquitous barn towel. Some
He Sees You When You're SleepingRiver Song gets a visit from Santa in Stormcage. The Doctor's never gotten to play Santa before...He Sees You When You're Sleeping in Sci-Fi More Like This
He was wearing special sound dampening shoes. He tiptoed across the aisle to peek into River's cell. She was there, curled up asleep, hugging her pillow. His heart did a little mushy flop at how cute she looked, all big curls and flushed cheek.
It was perfect!
He'd put the Tardis on silent, and he now set up a sound dampening cone and pointed it down the hall. Once he was sure it was working, he knelt by her cell door and quickly picked the lock. He didn't want to risk the sonic waking her up.
He grinned when the door slid silently open. He stood up and rubbed his hands. With an irrepressive grin he spun and dashed back into the Tardis.
It wasn't easy moving around River's cell without bumping into things, or causing enough of a draft to wake her up. He kept checking on her. She was frowning slightly in her sleep, but she seemed beat. She must have just got back from an adven
Randolf the Red Nosed ReindeerSanta's lost one of his reindeer, the 11th Doctor must help to get it back.Randolf the Red Nosed Reindeer in Sci-Fi More Like This
"How are we going to get him down?" River asked, craning her head to look up into the rafters of the Tardis hold.
"I've already turned up the gravity as far as I dare, he just seems to be immune," the Doctor said, from the control panel beside the open door.
The stocky, white haired man behind them sighed. "Offer him chocolates," he said, with a put upon sigh.
River turned to him, "What?"
"Chocolates," he repeated, scratching the back of his head, abashed. "I got him hooked on them when he was a calf."
The Doctor clapped in delight and clattered off down the corridor.
"You feed your reindeer chocolate?" River asked.
The man shrugged, he was a burly individual, dressed in a blousy silky white shirt and blue suspenders with gold embroidery on them. "His mother rejected him because of the nose, we had to bottle feed him and one thing led to another."
River grinned so hard her face hurt, but she pinched the
Wherever it's Christmas (p.6)The Doctor, Amy, and Rory have decided to cook Christmas dinner in the Tardis kitchen. But the Tardis kitchen was built by Time Lords...Wherever it's Christmas (p.6) in Sci-Fi More Like This
Amy handed each of them a sandwich.
"Is this all we get?" Rory asked. It had been a long time since tea.
"We're cooking for tomorrow. Deal with it." She bit into her own sandwich and took a drink of her orange juice. She plopped down wearily in the console room chair. She set her glass on the floor and shucked off her old-fashioned shoes.
She massaged her toes while she ate her sandwich. Rory sprawled in the other chair and the Doctor perched on the steps between them. He was picking the pickles off of his sandwich one by one and eating them.
"So now what?" he said, running out of pickles and taking a bite of his sandwich.
"Don't tell me," Rory said. "More shopping."
Amy scowled at him. "Well, we at least need a grocery list."
"Nope!" the Doctor said. "This time the Tardis has everythi
Youth is Wasted on the Young (p.6)The Doctor, Amy, and Rory visit a world where all the adults look like 12 year old children.Youth is Wasted on the Young (p.6) in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Over here!" Rory yelled, he waved to the others.
The Doctor was lying half twisted in the wheat about 20 feet from the edge of the field.
Rory looked around quickly, but there wasn't any other depressions in the field. Unbroken wheat stalks rose tall all around the Doctor in a perfect outline. If Rory hadn't noticed the strange bald spot in the field he'd never have found him.
The Doctor looked defenselessly young lying there. Rory knelt down to examine him, careful not to touch.
"Doctor!" Amy yelled. She charged into the field and dropped down beside the Time Lord. She looked up at Rory. "What happened?"
"I don't know, I found him like this."
Dutch walked up, pushing through the chest-high wheat, waving his scanner. "He's not registering as human," he observed.
"That's because he's not," Rory said. "Amy, help me turn him over."
They carefully rolled the Doctor over, crushing more wheat
Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 8The problem turned out to be Sargent Calhoun.Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 8 in General Fiction More Like This
"I was going to Doctor Eggman to get this tested." Sour Bill explained, holding up the jack in the box. He was leading Felix, Vanellope, and Ralph down to the throne room. "He may be a mad scientist, but he's extremely intelligent. Well I was going to see Doctor Eggman when she charged in with a really big gun, threatening to blow up the Candy Cane forest if I didn't tell her what was wrong with Vanellope and why a doughnut had drug her husband away when he had tried to explain."
Felix chuckled nervously. "Sorry, that may have been my fault, folks. When Duncan came to get me, I was in Heroes Duty and I rushed off without notifying her."
They found the Sargent pacing back and forth in front of the throne. She looked up when they entered, gaze immediately falling to the grown-up Vanellope.
Calhoun tensed, pulling out her gun. "I knew something was up." She glared at Sour Bill. "But I wasn't notified of doppelgängers.
Virus: Uploaded.... Chapter 7In Sugar Rush, about the time Ralph ran from Fix- It Felix Jr.Virus: Uploaded.... Chapter 7 in General Fiction More Like This
Vanellope slinked into her room, after a long day of racing. The gamers had loved her new grown-up appearance and had chosen her for nearly every race and she was beat. Her room was ordinary one for a Sugar Rush resident, since she wasn't into all the princessy stuff even though she did live in a castle. It was bright green, cluttered with candy furniture and had one massive sponge cake that served as her bed. She was heading to that glorious bed now, fully intending on taking a power nap before sneaking past Sour Bill to meet Ralph and the gang at Tappers. But when she saw that brightly rapped package on her bed, she just had to open it first. She was way to curious to wait for Ralph.
She sat down on her bed and brought the box onto her lap, tearing off the sparkly blue rapping. She dug her nail into the side of the lid and popped it open. Inside, a jack in the box waited.
Strange gift, Vanellope thought, Who would send me
Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 2When the last gamer had gone and the doors had been shut and the call of "All clear!" rang throughout the arcade, that's when the games came to life.Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Ralph shook the dry mud from his slacks, walking toward where Felix and all the nice landers had clustered in front of the building. The day had been slow and very long. Gamers came and went, with not enough time for him to slip away, but giving him plenty of time to think. All he thought about was Vanellopes game upload. And the more he thought about it, the more his excitement gave way to worry.
"Are you alright, Pal?" Felix's voice brought him from his thoughts. His eyes refocused to find Felix staring up at him in a concerned fashion.
"It's nothing." Ralph brushed him off.
"Does this have anything to do with why Vanellope was here earlier?" His friend inquired. "What did she say? You look awful worried."
Ralph sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's, Sugar Rush is getting uploaded."
"That's great!" Felix exclaimed, but then not
Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 3Ralph stomped through Game Central Station. Those who caught a glimpse of his face scurried out of the way. He looked ready to kill. He made it back into his game, making a beeline toward junk yard where he could pound the few bricks that still remained there into dust.Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
"Ralph!" he heard Felix shout in greeting. He was still in front of the building, having just ended a conversation with Gene. Apparently, he hadn't even left for Heroes Duty yet. "Your back early. How'd it go?"
He brushed past him, muttering. "The games on lockdown."
"What?" Felix yelped, scrabbling after him. "What's happened?"
"I don't know."
"But," Felix pressed cautiously. "You must know something."
Ralph pressed on toward his destination finally reaching the bricks and climbing up a little ways. "I don't want to talk about it, Fix-It."
He swung his fist at the bricks and they dissolved like powder. The hero winced and backed up a few paces. "Is she alright?"
Ralph only grunted and slammed his hand down again.
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"Ralph, I may be able to come up with a cure." Eggman explained. "I know most of the root elements of the system. If I can just get some- ah, yes! Bill!" Sour Bill slouched into the room. "Fetch me a large pot and my chemical set, pronto. Ralph, I'll do everything in my power to make a cure before its too late."
But Ralph was shaking his head. "I can't let Turbo get away. I appreciate you help, Eggman, but I'm still going. Work on the cure while I'm gone. I'll try to get it from the other end."
"But Ralph..." Felix started, but his wife placed a hand on his shoulder, silencing him.
Ralph shook his head. "Felix I appreciate your concern, but what if Eggman doesn't get finished in time? I couldn't- I can't risk it. If Turbo wants me, he's gonna get me." His eyes turned to steel. "And I'm gonna make sure he regrets it."
"Ralph, no!" They all turned in surprise at the sound of Vanellope's voice. The princess charged into the room, somewhat shakily, with teary eyes and l
Virus: Uploaded.. Chapter 18Felix kissed his wife goodbye, and their little group headed off toward Fix-It Felix Jr. It was almost time for the arcade to open.Virus: Uploaded.. Chapter 18 in General Fiction More Like This
Felix waited outside the building while Ralph showed Vanellope to his little brick apartment. He came back outside a moment later, without Vanellope.
"Where's Van?" Asked Felix.
Ralph breathed out. "Sleeping."
"Your not.." Felix swayed nervously. "Your not going to tell her about the note?"
Ralph looked away. "No."
Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 13Felix jogged beside Ralph as he the big man carried Vanellope through the castle doors; Sour Bill was waiting for them. He was surrounded by a number of cotton candy people, one dressed in a doctor coat and the rest decked out in nurses outfits. Duncan and Wynchel, the police donuts, were also there.Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 13 in General Fiction More Like This
The candy's movement were a bit faster than his usual slouching manner, the only indication he was worried. That, and his voice lowered to a moaning whisper. He instructed the two donut guards to take her, and Ralph let her go reluctantly.
Felix was surprised Ralph didn't put up more of a fight. But when the gaming partners went to follow the donuts as they rushed Vanellope to her room, they were stopped.
"Please wait here until were sure the president is stable." the cotton candy doctor ordered, turning away before Ralph could scream at her. And he did scream.
Felix covered his ears as Ralph expressed his outrage using his outdoor voice, smashing the small candy chairs that lined the thro
Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 9The group arrived at Sonic's game, making their way toward the parked blimp that was Doctor Eggman's headquarters. Ralph was on edge. Ever since they had left Sugar Rush, Vanellope had been acting strangely. She was lethargic, lagging behind as they walked and he worried about his decision to bring her along instead of making the doctor come to her. He really didn't have a choice, now.Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 9 in General Fiction More Like This
Once they got with a few feet a nasally voice erupted a warning from the speakers on top. "Go away, girl scouts! I told you a thousand times, I don't want your rotten cookies!"
Ralph looked around before shouting. "Eggman, its Ralph! Remember that favor you owe me?"
At one of the more boring antagonist's get-togethers, the two of them had bet a favor on who could destroy the most things in a matter of five minutes. Obviously, Eggman lost.
The doctor greeted them warmly once he knew who they were. He was always kind to a fellow villain. And- he took get care to mention when looking at Sgt. Calhoun and Van
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Said "villain" turned his head at the noise, witnessing Vanellope leap from the train into Fix-it Felix Jr. and charge toward him, flinging herself into his surprised but waiting arms. He caught her, lifting her up to his eye level as her excited little face beamed down at him.
"Stinkbrain!" she squealed delightedly.
"Whater you doin here, kid?" Ralph questioned, trying his best to look stern, but the light in his eyes betraying him. He stood beside the nicelanders building, having been getting ready for his cue to take his place on screen and yell 'Im gonna wreck it!' for the gamer who had just entered his quarter.
"I have something important to tell you! Something so insane, it might short circuit your brain into thinking you like chocolate!"
"Can't this wait, kid? I've got a player waiting."
She grabbed hold of his ears, shaking his head vigorously. "My games getting an upgrade!!!!"
He pulled her small hands gently away. "What?"
"I heard Mr. Litwak talking to
Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 10Vanellope woke up once they got into back to Sugar Rush. By that time, Calhoun had passed the sleeping princess to Ralph and they were back in the castle (In a large living room with soft muffins for furniture and various candy decorating the walls). Sour Bill had disappeared.Virus: Uploaded... Chapter 10 in General Fiction More Like This
"Waz happenin?" she asked groggily. When she glanced up at Ralph, noticing their position, and her cheeks flushed pink. For some unknown reason, her actions made his insides flutter.
Ralph coughed and set her gently down on a large chair shaped muffin. "Were back in Sugar Rush, kid. You fell asleep."
She stiffened slightly. He didn't know why, but before he could ask what was wrong, Tamora shoved past him.
"Here, Sleeping beauty," Calhoun tossed her the vial Doctor Eggman had given her, and she fumbled to catch it. Then the Sargent also took a sit and propped her feet up with another one. "I grabbed it for you."
"Thanks." The princess straitened. "Can we talk about what's really important now?"
Ralph sat down on
One of Us, Part 10Philip slowly brought his eyes down to look on the newcomer.One of Us, Part 10 in Drama More Like This
Her auburn hair spread out around her shoulders. Eyes, green but glinting with gold, met his. "Are you stranded on this island? So sad," she cooed, seductively. Her golden fin pulsed slowly. "Lonely I imagine."
Philip's brows furrowed slightly. She had no effect on him but still, she was dangerous. "A man is never lonely when he has his thoughts and God to keep him company."
Her head tilted. "Do you have a name?"
"Not one I regularly share. And you?"
"I do not have one either. Perhaps we could name each other."
Philip shook his head slightly. "Perhaps we could name ourselves."
She laughed. "That's not the point, fair and clever sailor. That's not how things are done." She slipped closer to the rock, arching her body. "So," she purred. "What's my name?"
"Conduirt." He said sharply.
She was taken aback by his tone. "What?" Her eyes flashed dark. "Sailor, I do not know that name. But I know your tone."
Snarling, she grabbed his
One of Us, Part 18"What?" shouted John from the building.One of Us, Part 18 in Drama More Like This
"I would like to second his statement," said Philip.
The group had risen to the surface and the sailors on shore were gawking at the large numbers of gold-fins.
"You just killed her," continued Philip to the leader of the posse. "She could have repented! And who are you to play justice?"
"I was chosen by our schoolmaster to lead the hunt for her. She was born of Death, foolishly believing she could return to her old life. After a month re-learning how to walk, she went home to the man she had been planning to marry. But he was newly wedded to another girl. Her mind snapped and in a fit of fury she dragged him to a nearby cliff. Attaching a rope to a rock and then his neck, she threw him over the side towards the sea, diving past him." The gold-fin straightened. "She returned to our school and declared all of land evil and proceeded to stab my true sister, who had given up the rest of her earthly life to join me. We lost precious time chasing her
One of Us, Part 4"It's been a long time since a mermaid has come to the Dutchman."One of Us, Part 4 in Drama More Like This
"I know. But it's important."
The captain smiled warmly. "Of that I have no doubt. Please, how can I help you?" He fingered his scar. "It's my job to help you. What is the problem?" The captain looked closer at the mermaid. "It's a man, isn't it?"
"What? No. No. Yes."
The captain laughed. "May I ask your name?"
He smirked. "He named you. This is interesting. Please, explain the rest of this situation. I take it the old mermaids who had men are gone?"
Syrena blushed. "He did name me, Captain Turner. And yes. They're gone. They tried to pass the stories along. But the young ones wouldn't listen. I tried. But men have killed us! They razed our home and harvested us for tears. It was hard to believe stories of love, until a silver fin was swimming with us."
Captain Turner rocked back in his seat. "So you kissed him." Syrena flushed. "But you haven't married him."
"No. I think he was about to ask me before he starte
One of Us, Part 5He could feel their curiosity and masked hate. So far, the circling women had not harmed him. Not knowing proper etiquette for this situation, he deferred status to them and waited for one to speak.One of Us, Part 5 in Drama More Like This
A blonde he thought he recognized swam forward.
"Man, where is your protector, the one you named?"
"I am afraid, honored lady, that I know nothing. I know not who I am or who any of you are."
The blonde smiled eerily and turned to the others. "Do you hear that sisters? He remembers nothing. She has not married him." The other mermaids smiled. "So he is fair game."
Another female rocketed through a gap in the line to grab a hold of his arm. "He is not fair game. I am taking him to the Dutchman now to seek the captain's advice."
"And do you know what will happen then? He will hate you for what you have made him, Syrena," she spat the name like a curse. "You may have saved his life but he will hate you for doing so in the only way possible. He will hate you and he will leave you, chained to a
One of Us 9In a house by the sea, with seagulls squawking and waves breaking, they lived. With fishes splashing in the sea, they spent their days in a house all their own. She knitted; he wrote. Sometimes. The little ones happily distracted. The two grew old together by the sea.One of Us 9 in Drama More Like This
She woke, eyelids fluttering like a butterfly's heartbeat.
"Are we not going to live on the Fountain's shore?" she asked aloud, marveling in a way at how the daylight changed the surface world too.
He nuzzled her neck. "I thought about that. But if we lived here, we'd be right at the edge of the wide, wide ocean, free to swim wherever whenever we pleased. I thought we could keep a cot in the Fountain. Just in case."
"Wonderful idea." She made to kiss him, but it was then they both heard Tamara's call. "I have to go."
He glanced wistfully into her eyes. "I know."
With a kiss on the nose, she rose and slipped into the water. "Goodbye my love."
"She grows closer every day. And fast. Syrena, is the silver-fin arme
One of Us, Part 15Conduirt sat quietly below the surface, running a rock along the edge of a smooth piece of metal.One of Us, Part 15 in Drama More Like This
"Philip!" called out Anne. "Philip, the other sailors have come to help you build your house."
The missionary turned around. "What did you say?" He watched happily as Anne, a gold-fin, led the other stranded sailors out of the jungle. "Answer to my prayers."
"Hello," said the blond, stepping forward. "I'm David. This is Micheal-" the shy one bowed "-Patrick-" Anne's man nodded his head "- and John." The last sailor, a black haired, lanky, fellow smiled slightly and gave a small wave.
"Nice to meet you all." Philip grinned. "Shall we build a house?"
She waited. She waited so patiently. They were all in one place now. One swift strike and she could flee. She waited.
And she was rewarded.
As the quiet one walked towards the water, the others looked away briefly. Conduirt shot her seaweed ropes out at the right moment.
The quiet one fell towards her, clutching at the bonds around his neck.
One of Us, Part 16Philip hauled Micheal from the ocean and John raced out to help him. They dragged him safe from the water and behind the walls they'd spent all day building. David followed and immediately began to care for the wicked bruises circling the youngest sailor's neck.One of Us, Part 16 in Drama More Like This
Patrick had to grab Anne around her middle to keep her from lunging into the waves to join the battle waging just out of sight.
"Come on," he said in her ears as she writhed in his arms and begged to be let go. "There is nothing you can do. This is Syrena's battle, sister or not. Come with me."
Anne suddenly whipped herself around to meet his eyes. "Would you come with me?"
"So tell me, Syrena," Conduirt spat the name as she wrestled for control of the dagger. "How did you come to be a gold-fin. Don't tell me you were water-born. I've watched you long enough."
"I died," her opponent hissed in reply. "And Philip would have too had I not saved him. I gave him a second chance like I was given one."
Conduirt laughed and it nearly
One of Us, EpilogueJohn disappeared the next day.One of Us, Epilogue in Drama More Like This
The gold-fin who had tried to court him spent three days pondering his last words to her:
"So long and thanks for all the fish."
Micheal and his gold-fin slowly grew together as he taught her woodcarving to decorate the house he built.
"Wait a minute, I never gave him any fish!"
David sailed home.
He said he had duty to his family.
As Tamara pinned to his collar the pin that would protect him from any other gold-fin, he did not take his eyes from the newly-named Astrid.
Patrick built room for two in his house. At first. When they got older, his daughters demanded separate rooms.
Anne just laughed and helped him sketch out the designs.
Philip had to adjust his house for three more.
"Well, Mrs. Swift. How are you this evening?"
"I am wonderful, Mr. Swift. How are you?"
"Just perfect. I thank God and you, for my current state."
She smiled bright enough that it was not missed in the dark of their room.
They had almost settled into sleep when their
One of Us, Part 11Philip was sketching out the designs for the house when Syrena surprised him.One of Us, Part 11 in Drama More Like This
At first, the soft touch of her arms around him sent a bubble of joy through his soul. But reality came back and he pushed her away.
"Gold-fin, you cannot be here. I have made a bond already. God has witnessed it. And now, sister, you run the risk of being mistaken for my wife and killed by the newcomer. Go."
Syrena stumbled back, hurt but understanding. "I-" she stammered. "I also wanted to tell you, brother, that the patrols are ever alert. And one of our sisters has made positive contact with her sailor." She turned to leave.
"Sister!" Syrena turned back. "God be with you."
"God be with you, banished brother," she replied and entered the water.
Syrena asked one of her sisters to salvage nails for Philip, since she could not. With a queer look and sympathetic pat on the shoulder, the other gold-fin dove for wreckage.
Syrena let herself drift down to rest on the bottom of the sand. Clutching her aching tor
One of Us, Part 13Syrena lay on the ocean floor, staring up at the light. She was trying to pray. But she didn't feel like there was any connection being made, as if she was sending her words to Heaven but they feel short, again and again. "My words fly up while my thoughts stay below."One of Us, Part 13 in Drama More Like This
She could see in her mind's eye Philip building the house, putting each nail and board in place with a prayer or verse to hold them strong. (At this moment, Philip had just slammed his thumb with the hammer and was muttering angrily the Lord's Prayer to keep from cursing the whole project.)
"Words without thoughts never to Heaven go," Syrena murmured. "I once heard someone say that. Once long ago. How right they were."
And her stomach rolled.
Philip sat with his hand in a cup of cold seawater.
He was continually grateful that he was on an island where useful items were in easy reach. Some of the gold-fins had given him plenty of nails and now Philip almost had a wall up. Half a wall. Kind of. When his thumb felt better
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"We're gonna die. We're gonna die. We're—"
"Can it, Wreck-it." Calhoun snarled. "Draw attention and we will die."
"This is your amazing plan. Just get on the train like everyone else?"
They were approaching a long train, decked out with plenty of gears and clocks. All around them were players of a much higher level, all colors of the rainbow.
Felix was wrapped up in Vanellope's cloak. "She's right, brother. If we act like a higher level, no one will suspect we're not. You've gotta fight someone to find out what their level is."
"C'mon Ralph, it'll be fine." Vanellope assured him as they boarded the least crowded car. About half a dozen players milled about, chatting and sparring.
Ralph shook his head, but kept quiet. It was a half hour trip. If they just sat quietly and looked mean enough, they'd get by.
Or so Calhoun said.
He sat down and Vanellope clambered into his lap. Felix sat in between the two larger characters;
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Whatever Felix had done to make the creepy thin guy go away seemed to keep everything else off their backs, Vanellope noted. They hit the station, Ralph and Calhoun managed to get down without breaking their necks, and Felix covered himself up. It should have been smooth sailing to get to the hut that lead back to game central station.
The arcade was going to open any minute, if it hadn't already. She'd sorta lost track of time. Her game would be fine, and with Fix-It Felix likely unplugged for repairs, Ralph and Felix would be cool.
That still left a half-blind Calhoun to get back to her game in time.
"When we hit the ground, just start running. If anything follows us back to game central station, they'll realize their mistake and get out." Calhoun ordered. She gripped her husband's hand tightly. "Felix, get that hood up."
Wordlessly, Felix replaced the hood. He'd almost forgotten that everyone around here wanted him dead.
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"So we just get on this train and ride to the central city? That seems easy." Ralph said suspiciously.
"It won't be. The NPC told me it's only for players level twenty and higher; if we get spotted there, we'll be slaughtered for the EXP." Calhoun said grimly. "Otherwise, it's a three day hike."
"We don't have three days." Vanellope pondered. "And we can't get killed. So that leaves…"
"That leaves sneaking on the train." Calhoun nodded northward. "It's a thirty minute run that way. We'll go in a few hours, with the sunrise."
"Why not now?" Felix asked.
"It's too late to move now; I don't want us going through the woods in the dark. It'll only be night for four hours or so. We'll just rest." Calhoun said.
"I'll whip up a shelter." Felix tried not to look worried. Vanellope kept yawning and rubbing her eyes.
Sometimes it was easy to forget she was only a child.
"I'll find something for us to eat." Ralph offered. "Maybe I can get
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Calhoun swam through the system, her keen eyes tracing lines and paths the others couldn't hope to fine, let alone follow. This was a field almost as familiar as killing.
And she was very good at killing.
It wouldn't take long to find an unprotected user account. From there, she just had to access the outgoing mail, mask the origin as being from Magic Quest, and tell Litwak how to fix Fix-It Felix Jr. It was downright simple compared to what they'd already done.
'There.' She spotted a dimly flickering box about a hundred feet below. Someone hadn't used their account in awhile.
She swam to the box and clutched it. Lines of code appeared. She scanned them, nodded, and began crafting her message.
Just as she finished sending, she sensed it, trailing her, getting closer. Yelling for Wreck-It to yank her would leave her vulnerable and expose her position. Not to mention Felix would probably jump in to try and save her.
She began t
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She bashed her hands on the blue barrier. It didn't work this way, only glitched characters were trapped in their games, glitching didn't keep others out!
"Tammy, stop!" Her husband begged from the other side of the barrier. He fuzzed out of view for a moment. "You'll hurt yourself, and I can't fix—"
"Never mind that! I'm getting—you—OUT!" She howled, and drew her laser blaster.
"You can't! Tammy, please, it's over. They're gonna pull the plug any second."
"It is not over! You listen to me soldier, I am getting you out of that game, and we…we…"
She trailed off. His image was fuzzing again, this time barely recognizable as a person, let alone the man she loved.
"…go…" His voice, barely a whisper as he broke apart.
There was nothing left to save.
She woke screaming in her bunker.
Her men stared at her, open mouthed.
"What are you mayflowers looking at? Back in formation!" She barked, getting to her feet. "Valesquez! Quarter check!"
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"Tammy?" Felix kept his voice low. He didn't really want to wake her--he was only testing.
No response from the Sargent. She lay sleeping, burrowed under the soft blankets.
Felix tried to swallow his guilt. Sneaking around his own wife! He was a cad. He was a low-down snake. He was...
He was tired of craning his neck every time he wanted a glimpse of her beautiful face.
He slipped from the bed, knowing the movement wouldn't wake her. When Tammy was really out nothing short of a Cy-bug woke her. She'd explained it as soldier mentality being able to sleep deeply when you knew you were safe.
Felix had nodded and tried to look like he got it. His programming didn't exactly allow for him to get it, he suspected. Too violent.
Well, that wasn't his problem right now. Tammy was sleeping soundly, and he had bigger fish to fry.
He slipped out of his jammies and into his working clothes. It was always night in his game, and they didn't tech
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The twilight was almost completely faded. The growls in the darkness were getting louder. Ralph and Calhoun stood looking outwards, Vanellope between them. Her little hands were wrapped firmly around his code.
"So, it's like...ghosts? Or ninjas?"
"You have no idea how far video game monsters have progressed, do you?" Calhoun grumbled. "There could be anything from werewolves to tentacle-faced gods ready to suck the souls out of our still-living bodies and feast on the horrors within."
Ralph's face looked even greener, if possible. "Oh."
"Yeah. If we're lucky it'll just be some vampire bats. I'd even take vampires, if that's the weakest thing the game has to throw at us."
"And, um, if we get knocked off the train?" Vanellope asked hesitantly.
"You run for the town and don't stop, no matter what." Ralph said sharply. "No heroics, kid."
"The ginger's right. If something does knock you off, just start running.
"Your games will be un
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Ralph and Vanellope waited awkwardly at the port labeled 'Magic Quest' while Calhoun gave Felix an earful. They'd silently agreed not to get involved. Calhoun would never lay a hand on Felix in anger, but she'd be fine with knocking Ralph's lights out. Just one of the perks of being a big guy.
On the other hand, he wasn't the one being held up by his collar by an angry woman.
"…And if you ever keep something like this from me again, I'll make you wish you were never programmed! Got it!"
"Y-yes ma'am." Felix looked miserable. "Tammy, I just didn't want you to worry!"
"Whatever. We've got a game to save." Calhoun grumbled, but set the handyman back on the ground. Her face softened slightly. "You sure you wanna come?"
"You couldn't keep me away with wild goombas." Felix said bravely.
"I think short-stuff should stay home." Ralph gestured to the girl on his shoulders.
'Hey, it was my idea, skuzz face. You're not leaving me behin
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"Those are all gamers? Then why aren't they robots, like in your game?"
"Not a first person shooter." Calhoun answered the wrecker-turned-oger. "We'll have to be careful not to give ourselves away."
Felix swallowed nervously. "Surly there's gotta be someone we can ask."
"Look for the guys with question marks above their heads; they're NPCs, and will talk to us." Calhoun ordered. "Other than that, stay quiet and stay close. If we get into a duel and someone dies—"
"Yeah, yeah, we won't regenerate. We know." Vanellope was bouncing with excitement on her usual perch. "Let's go, let's go!"
She glitched forward into the crowd.
"Vanellope! Argh…" Ralph crashed after her.
"Back in formation, you line-jumpers!" Calhoun grabbed her husband's hand and tore after them. Felix skidded across the ground after her, toes brushing the dirt every so often. The villagers gaped in amazement as they went by. None of them had red skin, Fe
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"Our objectives haven't changed." Calhoun reminded them "A, find out where the central gamer's hub is, because that'll be where central programming is. B, access the code so I can send Litwiki an email detailing the specs on the cabinet C, get back to our own games before the arcade opens Monday."
"Good thing we have Sunday off." Ralph tried to find a bright spot.
"Yeah! We saved my game in way less time than that." Vanellope added.
Felix was sitting quietly under a tree, utterly dejected. He wasn't taking the 'bad guy' thing very well.
"We have two options; split the party or disguise Felix. I don't like either." Calhoun shot a dirty look at the statue. "Either way, we risk someone getting hurt. If I had my druthers, I'd send Felix home now."
Felix jumped to his feet, flustered. "Tamora! It's my game we're here to save, I won't just sit idly by."
"Not an option. I'm not sure how to get you out, and I won't have the answer until we
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #104/05/06!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #104/05/06! in Editorial More Like This
#104) Aren't bronies and furries the exact same thing? I think it's funny that so many bronies get offended when they're compared to furries. I don't see furries getting quite as offended about the comparison. Hah.
Answer: This is really the million-dollar question: are bronies and furries the same thing? The answer is, awkwardly, a little bit of both. Let's set the cards upon the table: there are all sorts of variables that come into the equation when defining exactly what a brony is. That's the first difficulty; if a brony is merely an adult watching the show, then you can't effectively argue that they're furries by definition just for doing that. If you did, then any parent watching the show with their child, or anyone who watched "Watership Down" or "The Animals of Farthing Wood" as children, or myriad other cartoons about animals, would be furries, which is ludicrous.
Just watching "Friendship is Magic" doesn't create a latent association with furries, despite what s
One Time Closer to the Last (Felix and Calhoun)Felix stood in front of the house he just finished. After a couple of months it was finally done and now it was time for the next step. It had been hard to leave Tamora earlier than he was used to so he could work on this project, but it was all worth it. Felix knew he wanted this more than anything else in his life. He just hoped Tamora would agree.One Time Closer to the Last (Felix and Calhoun) in Short Stories More Like This
“You finished it.” Ralph walked up next to Felix, who got startled by the sudden appearance of his friend, but was happy to see him.
“Ralph!” Felix greeted him first, “I sure did.” He couldn’t stop smiling, and seeing the finished house only made him brim with the feeling even more. He couldn’t wait for Tamora to see it.
“So what happens now?” Ralph asked but didn’t need to because Felix had told him about his plan before. Felix sighed and rubbed the top of his hammer with his thumb like he usually did when he was thinking.
“I ask her to m
Three Words (Felix and Calhoun)“You really like her don’t you?” Ralph asked Felix one day after work. He mostly asked because he knew Felix would bring her up one way or another. It seemed like Felix spent more and more time talking about Tamora and even daydreaming during game hours. It was never something super serious, just added up to a lot of game overs, but Ralph had to admit it that was getting quite annoying.Three Words (Felix and Calhoun) in Short Stories More Like This
Felix took a heavy breath, “Ralph, I,” Felix laced his fingers together and twiddled his thumbs, “I don’t just like her, I love her.” It wasn’t that hard to tell him. Felix knew he loved Tamora since the first time he saw her, and the more time he spent with her the more he knew it.
Ralph looked down at his little friend and nodded slowly, “Oh,” somehow this didn’t surprise him, but Ralph kept watching Felix and noted his mood was as blue as his attire, “Why the long face then?” He asked extremel
The Almost Part 1The defective door in the Hero's Duty tower opened, but Calhoun didn't dare let her guard down yet. She walked in, "Felix?" she called, but all she heard were her echoes. He wasn't here, and she noticed splashes of red and green on the walls. Her chest tightened, No… she began to run down the tower. Calling his name fearing she wouldn't find him, but after what felt like one too many floors she saw him, crumpled up on the floor, and not moving.The Almost Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
She fell to her knees beside him, her hands shaking as she surveyed the situation. He was bloodied, bruised, and lying too still. She put a hand on his chest, his heart was faintly beating, but that didn't make this easier. "Felix…"
Felix opened his eyes at the touch and when he saw Tamora, he smiled, instantly feeling soothed. "I got them all," He breathed and weakly held up his gun, but immediately dropped it and his hand fell to his side. A gurguly cough shook him and made him wince.
Her lip quivered and an actual tear slipped out but t
In the Heat of the Moment (Felix and Calhoun)Felix was an optimistic, happy-go-lucky, cheerful person. If there was something good to say about anything he was always the first to point it out. If there was a way around anything dark, hopeless, or depressing he was the one to pave the path, and if you’re day was stabbing you in the back, he could sooth the wound.In the Heat of the Moment (Felix and Calhoun) in Short Stories More Like This
This was something everyone agreed on, but since his engagement to Sergeant Tamora Jean Calhoun, it was also agreed that his easy availability to happiness had supercharged. Now Felix could most certainly talk the doom out of doomsday and easily add a cherry on top. Happy had just gotten happier.
There was one exception however: he was still human.
Like everyone, Felix head insecurities, self-dissatisfactions, and things that could push his buttons. These simple truths can be easy to forget because most of the time Felix behaved as though they didn’t exists. Sometimes he would forget it himself, but there were days that were harder th
The Almost part 2The sudden light made Tamora squint as she ran out of the tower. She only made it a few yards before falling to her knees again; her whole frame shaking. They had made it, but she still didn't know what to do. She looked down at Felix, his condition reminding her why she had forbidden herself.The Almost part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
"Wake up," her voice was shaky and weak, and she shook him slightly again. Not knowing what she would do if he didn't. This was her worst fear, and she had thought she had had enough pain in her life and that there was no more room, but she wrong. There was room, so much room.
Felix's eyes somewhat opened and held her gaze, but they looked distant. Drained… almost dead, but she knew that if he had the strength he would tell her not to worry. Because that's what he always said when things went wrong. Don't worry… Calhoun bowed her head. How stupid had she been to think that bringing him out here would save him. It had done nothing.
She felt Felix move under her, and looked up to find his eyes
In the Heat of the Moment Pt 2 (Felix and Calhoun)Sergeant Calhoun had tried to sleep that night, but her memories were thick enough to drip into reality, and after racking her skull for too long over the same old tired thing, she decided she wasn’t going to sleep the rest of her life.In the Heat of the Moment Pt 2 (Felix and Calhoun) in Short Stories More Like This
Instead she found herself in the gym in a far corner of hero’s duty where the punching bag she had become acquainted with through years of training and stress was still there to keep her company.
Two days ago she had been doing the same thing whenever she had free time. Tonight was no exception and for three hours she had been punching her anger away, and whenever her hands protested against the gestures, and the skin under her bandaged knuckles began to split, all she had to do was picture Felix instead of the punching bag and her energy returned in a sudden wave.
Technically, Felix had apologized for being an idiot, but to Calhoun didn’t count it, because it had been so pathetic, and she hadn’t even heard from him for two
In The Heat of the Moment end (Felix and Calhoun)Felix quietly walked to Hero’s Duty across the empty game central station, and silently rode the high tech tram into the open space of the war game. It was a Thursday morning, a couple of hours before arcade hours, so Felix knew Tamora would be on her way to the gym in about fifteen minutes. If he hurried Felix knew he could catch her before she left her room.In The Heat of the Moment end (Felix and Calhoun) in Short Stories More Like This
Felix walked as quietly as he could, but kept a brisk pace past the offices, and rooms. Everything seemed so still, and Felix guessed it was because the soldiers must be patrolling the tower at this time, but Felix wasn’t worried about them. All of his thoughts were still on Tamora, and what he would tell her. Up until now he hadn’t thought about how to apologize other than the fact that he had to do it right now.
Felix turned corners and walked through doorways comfortably. He had only been to Tamora’s room a couple of times to drop her off before, but he had memorized
The Almost final chapterCalhoun bolted out of the tower to where Ralph, Vanellope, and Felix were waiting; nothing in her mind except the hope that she wasn't too late. She noticed that they had moved to the entrance of Hero's Duty. Smart move, that was safer, but that meant she had to run farther. The suspense slowly ate her away.The Almost final chapter in Short Stories More Like This
Ralph was kneeling with Vanellope huddled against him. Her face stained with tears and her eyes were red and puffy. She was still sobbing and looked exhausted, revealing exactly how long Calhoun had taken.
Ralph had his own tear tracks on his cheeks, and he seemed to be talking, moving his head from Felix to Vanellope. Back and forth, and then Ralph looked up with worn out eyes for what looked to be the fiftieth time that night. His expressions gladdened when he saw Calhoun coming, but Tamora didn't, and she wouldn't until it was over. She watched Ralph as he said something and nudged Vanellope. She looked up her eyes wide with hope when she saw Tamora. Ralph said
Pet Names (Wreck it Ralph)It was a bright sunny day and Ralph, Vanellope, Felix and Calhoun were on an outing. They had game jumped into another racing game that wasn't made of sweets, and settled down in a large green meadow, with a single tree to add variety to the landscape. There was a light breeze blowing and the grass rustled as it swayed with the flowers that grew in patches across the terrain. Vanellope and Ralph were off climbing the tree trying to collect the bright plump apples that grew on it. Felix and Calhoun were lying in the grass not too far away.Pet Names (Wreck it Ralph) in Short Stories More Like This
Ralph lifted Vanellope onto the nearest branch. "Ok, now be careful," His voice had an edge of concern.
"What are you, my baby sitter? Come on!" Vanellope teased as she moved up the sturdy trunk
"I just don't want you to get hurt!"
"You worry too much you worry wart!"
"I worry because I care president fartfeathers," Ralph put his large hands on a branch and stood on tiptoes and tried to get a better view at her location.
"Well stop being such a fre
Almost is Far from Actually (Felix and Calhoun)Sergeant Calhoun didn't leave his side after that moment. Even while Ralph and Venellope were doting over Felix, she was close by anxiously waiting, as if he was going to disappear any moment. She wished they could be alone, but she waited patiently until the celebration was over.Almost is Far from Actually (Felix and Calhoun) in Short Stories More Like This
Felix could see the preoccupation in her eyes, and finally broke away from everyone and took her home.
As soon as the front door closed Felix was embraced in a tight hug by his wife. He knew this hug wasn't happy, but solemn, and almost mournful. He hugged her back and rested his head against her shoulder.
"It's ok, I'm here," He murmured and felt her tighten her grip around him. He rubbed her back in an attempt to console her.
Tamora didn't want to say anything. She was afraid that if she did something stupid would come out. Her worst fear had almost come true today. She had almost lost him, and just the thought made her chest tighten and feel barren. The fear she wasn't used to settled in making he
Lying is Bad (A message to myself)Hello darling.Lying is Bad (A message to myself) in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever held a needle to your wrist?
Have you ever skipped a meal because you were hungry?
Have you ever punched your stomach before falling asleep?
Have you ever felt wrong, because you told someone you were okay? (After all, lying is bad.)
Have you ever rocked back and forth without realizing, until someone else told you to stop?
Have you ever slammed your head against your wall so you might forget your situation?
Have you ever cried in a thunderstorm so no one would hear your cries for help?
Have you ever worn long sleeves and said it was because you were chilly... then felt horrible? (After all, lying is bad.)
Hello darling, I know you have.
But remember, you're strong. You're worthy.
You're more powerful than your sadness.
You are incredible.
You have been through more than you know,
And fought through more than you know...
And you've survived much more than you know.
You are going to make it.
You are going to push through this.
You are going to
Save YourselfDear mommy…Save Yourself in Free Verse More Like This
I could have saved you.
I know you promised me you’d save yourself,
But I should have known you were lying.
I could have protected you.
I know you said you were fine,
But I should have been able to see all the tears behind your eyes…
The lies, I should have seen straight through them,
I should have known better than to believe you,
I should have known better.
I should have known.
I should have saved you...
I'm sorry Mommy.
I shouldn't have let you save yourself.
His BallerinaA gown of silk, flowing as a stream,His Ballerina in Free Verse More Like This
Her footsteps so gentle, perhaps she was a dream,
As he crouches near bushes to glare at the unseen,
And she danced like ballerina.
Her fingers combed her golden hair,
A perfect lady who didn't care
To see the man that would never dare
To touch a ballerina.
But desire grew, and patience died,
As a lovely girl danced before his eyes,
So he buried his heart, pulled out a knife,
And tickled the ballerina.
She fought his hands, in fear of death,
A dirty blade sinking through her chest,
For he would never settle for something less,
As she screamed,
She took her final breath...
And the wind grew calm, barely blowing on the stream.
Her voice so quiet (perhaps it was a dream).
As he closes his eyes, cradling his queen...
His beautiful ballerina.
CyberbulliesI know you, but you don't know me.Cyberbullies in Free Verse More Like This
I know what I've heard, and I know what I've seen.
You're such a slut (at least that's how it'll seem)
I'll spit at you with hatred until you start to bleed.
I know where you've been and I know what you've done.
I know who you are... now let's have some fun.
"Did you hear about that girl?"
"Yeah. She's so disgusting."
I know you, and I know where to call.
I know you, but you don't know me at all.
I'll dial your number, and hey, it's ringing!
I can't wait to hear your cries singing.
"Slut." "Whore." "Freak." "Weirdo." "Loser."
Well, you're all mine now, so where do i start?
I know! I'll start at the back of your heart.
That guy that you like? Well, we'll pretend we're him.
What should we make him say? Oh, where to begin?
"You're so ugly." "Anorexic!" "Do you always look this bad?"
Next day at school, and you didn't show up.
The teacher comes in with a horrible look.
"She killed herself. Last ni
Drink Till You're Dead, Little Girl...Drink till you’re dead, little girl,Drink Till You're Dead, Little Girl... in Free Verse More Like This
Slide blades across your flesh until the blood
Stops pouring out.
Swallow the pills that make you
Spit out the words that make them
Daddy said never play with fire,
But the burns on your skin…
Don’t they feel
Bathe in your blood,
And write with wounds along your
Carry a nightmare in your
Because, now, little girl
You aren't so little anymore.
Bury your butterfly wings
Create a grave for your
Swallow the pills that make you
Spit out the words that make them
And drink till you’re dead, little girl.
ProblemsHatred, whether based onProblems in Free Verse More Like This
Hatred is the problem.
In my head...In my head,In my head... in Free Verse More Like This
The birds that fly above me
Are the dragons of my kingdom.
In my head,
Cats and dogs are lions and wolves,
And my fish is a sea monster.
In my head,
My pen is a sword,
And I’m fighting witches and evil men
To find my prince charming.
In my head,
Butterflies spin through the air
And fly through my bedroom windows
To whisper things in a language
That only I understand.
In my head,
There is a world other than
These black and white dreams
And these faded grey skies.
In my head,
There is a universe.
Can’t you see it, too?
Don't be scared, darling.We're going to try something newDon't be scared, darling. in Free Verse More Like This
Eating our meals, and swallowing each bite,
Not hiding the chewed up remains under our tongue,
And not making ourselves vomit through the night.
We're going to try something new,
Bringing the liquor down from our lips,
Not turning to the alcohol for comfort,
Until the addiction rips.
We're going to try something new,
Throwing away the needles, the pins, and the blades
Not searching underneath our skin for emotion,
Watching the wounds and the scars fade.
We're going to try something new,
Darling, I challenge you, I dare you.
We're going to try something new...
Why does that scare you?
Dear Daddy, I hate you.Dad,Dear Daddy, I hate you. in Free Verse More Like This
There's something I want you to know,
Because, hey dad..
I'm not stupid.
I know you're not going to be here
Something I wanted to say..
I hate you.
I hate how you've been there for me.
I hate how you made me who I am today.
I hate how you've always inspired me,
And I hate how you've been the best father anyone could ask for.
I hate how I know you enough to know exactly what you're going to say.
I hate how you know me the same way.
I hate how you love your family more than anything.
I hate how you've been strong just so we don't feel weak,
And I hate how you never gave up on us.
On your family.
On your daughters.
I hate knowing that it's going to be
I'm going to miss you, Dad.
... Daddy, I'm going to miss you.
And I hate you for that.
Gun Within The MirrorIt feels as if my reflectionGun Within The Mirror in Free Verse More Like This
Points a gun at its own head,
As my bullet shoots the mirror
And paints the floor with red,
And it feels as if my gun
Just isn't steady in my hand,
Because darling, when I jump off cliffs,
Do you think I always land?
It feels as if the razor blade
Might be my only friend,
And it feels as if the broken glass
Might soon begin to bend,
Because my reflection is distorted, love.
Can't you see that, love, can't you see?
I'm pointing a gun at the mirror,
And the mirror points back at me.
Azshara Wants a Doctor ch1Azshara watched anxiously as the Night Elf highborne focused their magical energy onto the Well of Eternity. The portal they had created crackled and swirled with sorcerous power.Azshara Wants a Doctor ch1 in Sci-Fi More Like This
It was Azshara's plan to bring to Azeroth a great and powerful god; one who would marry her, rule at her side and rid the world of imperfection. As the magical force in the Well of Eternity intensified, she could sense the god's presence.
Azshara was startled when she heard a strange wheezing, groaning sound. It sounded quite abhorrent to her long pointed ears, but she sensed that it heralded the god's arrival.
Something began to materialise before the Well of Eternity. To her amazement, she beheld a statue of herself. It was identical to countless statues across Zin-Azshari. It was hued from the finest granite. It was dressed exactly as she was, in a sleeveless gown split at the side, exposing her shapely thigh. Its stone feet were bare.
What greater honour could the god bestow upon her but to send an image
Nice Try, KleinKlein crept out of bed and tiptoed down the TARDIS corridor, barefoot and in her nightdress. The lights of the TARDIS were dimmed. Time was meaningless inside the ship, yet it had its own artificial cycle of day and night.Nice Try, Klein in Sci-Fi More Like This
Silently, Klein entered the console room.
At last, she had the controls all to herself. She had watched the Doctor so closely. She had seen him guide its journeys countless times. Every move he made, every switch he pushed had not gone unobserved.
Now was her chance to recapture her destiny. She worked the coordinates into the machine, setting it for 1940s Germany. If she could get back to the Third Reich, she could hand over the ship, hand over the Doctor as prisoner and enable the full restoration of her timeline. The victory of the Allies could be erased from history.
The time rota began to rise and fall in a slow rhythm.
The door opened and in walked the Doctor. Did that infuriating little man never sleep?
"Klein, what are you doing at this hour? Rather late, don
Anomalies Can CryThe Doctor had returned to the TARDIS, leaving her to enjoy the solitude of beach.Anomalies Can Cry in Sci-Fi More Like This
Klein felt deliciously cool in her light summer dress. The sun was still warm as afternoon turned to evening, but the ocean breeze was cool and refreshing. She had dispensed with her sandals and walked barefoot, feeling the fine green sand between her toes.
The scene was so beautiful. The green-sanded beach seemed to stretch for miles, framed by shiny green cliffs. The sea was golden, reflecting the magnificent golden sky above. Here and there, peculiarly shaped green rock formations jutted out of the golden waters, the waves lapping around them. Strange birds cried out in the air above (or were they flying reptiles or mammals? Klein wondered).
Klein felt her eyes moisten as she drank in the sight in her solitude. She was almost certainly the only human on this planet. Just this moment, she wished that somebody else was there to enjoy the glorious sight with her. She almost wished the Doctor had not retu
Ice Cream with HowardNew York, 1917Ice Cream with Howard in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Doctor and Howard sat in an ice cream parlor, enjoying their frozen delights. The Doctor had left Mel on her own to go and explore New York. The young woman had been so excited at the prospect of seeing the city in the early twentieth century. The Doctor knew that his time with Mel was drawing to a close. He had fearful plans that needed to be set in motion and terrible evils to face. He would need to do these things without Mel. The red-haired young woman could never be a part of the darkness that was to engulf him in this regeneration.
Like Mel, Howard also seemed to be excited to be in the city. Who would have guessed that in later years he would come to despise New York so passionately?
The war was raging fiercely in Europe, but here in New York, life was giddy, gay and energetic, with the fruits of prosperity still in much abundance.
Howard was clearly loving his ice cream. The Doctor had introduced him to the delights of ice cream on his last visit. In this tim
Klein and the SupermanThe Doctor busied himself making a pot of tea. In the complexity of his machinations, the simple task of making tea was always a great relief.Klein and the Superman in Sci-Fi More Like This
Klein entered the room. Things were rapidly about to become more complex. They always were when she was around.
Klein wore a cardigan and wool skirt. As she usually did in the TARDIS, she was wearing her slippers. For a moment, the Doctor was reminded of his old companion, Barbara. Like all his fellow travellers, Klein had spent time rummaging in the vast wardrobe on the TARDIS. She tended to pick out very conservative outfits. The Doctor wondered how he would interact with Klein if she were in the habit of wearing some hideous Nazi uniform. He suspected that might make the relationship simpler. Everybody knew that Nazis wore sleek uniforms and big jackboots; it was rather more disconcerting to deal with a Nazi wearing a cardigan and slippers. Klein was not some cartoon Gestapo officer but a flesh and blood human being who held to poisonous idea
Klein at the Feast of the GodsThe Doctor and Klein sat at the breakfast table in the TARDIS. Klein was in her dressing gown and slippers. The Doctor wore his linen safari suit ('Did he ever take it off?' wondered Klein).Klein at the Feast of the Gods in Sci-Fi More Like This
Klein tucked into her continental breakfast. She had absolutely no idea where the fresh croissants and orange juice came from. She had seen the food machine, but that only offered stuff that looked like marzipan. The Doctor had mentioned a kitchen, but she had never seen it and presumably the stock had to come from somewhere. There were times when she felt it was a waste of time trying to puzzle out the mysteries of the Doctor's bizarre lifestyle. Nevertheless, the croissants tasted good where ever they came from. She and the Doctor might be enemies, but he treated her like an honoured guest on board his TARDIS.
"Make sure you save your appetite," the Doctor said. "We are going to be having a substantial lunch."
"Intriguing, Herr Doctor," replied Klein. "Where in the universe are you taking us?"
Azshara Wants a Doctor ch2The Doctor doubted he had been in a room this size since leaving Gallifrey. It truly was magnificent. At the far end of the palace lounge, a group of scantily-clad night elves were performing a frenzied dance routine. Their gyrations were a wonder to behold.Azshara Wants a Doctor ch2 in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Doctor reclined on a couch. Azshara sat with him, with one leg positioned over his leg rather seductively. She planted a kiss on him every time there was a lull in the conversation. It had been a long time since anybody had been so enamoured of the Doctor.
"Tell me, Doctor, is your world as beautiful as this one?" asked the night elf queen.
"Certainly, my dear. The sky is a burnt orange and the leaves on the trees are silver. The Capitol, the great city, is a wonder of glass and marble, with many picturesque spires and domes," he replied.
The Doctor was certainly enjoying Azshara's attentions. Her blue skin and long pointed ears were a little odd and her naked feet were surprisingly big, but she was was undeniably beautiful. Sh
Dr. Who in FairylandMeeting Santa Claus and the Pied Piper was one thing, but being in Fairyland was definitely another.Dr. Who in Fairyland in Short Stories More Like This
Fairyland was another universe altogether, with quite different properties from the one the TARDIS was used to. It was quite remarkable that the ship had been able to enter it at all.
Being in Fairyland felt very different from being on an alien planet; something seemed quite wrong with everything; as though the visible world was a highly stylised painting rather than the real world. John and Gillian could see colours that they could not describe in words. The proportions of the place seemed wrong. The trees seemed to be of normal height, but they grew next to enormous flowers and colossal toadstools. It seemed to be night, for the sky was full of stars, yet they seemed so bright that it might as well have been day.
Dr. Who and his two grandchildren were seated inside the Grand Palace of Fairyland; though inside seemed a meaningless concept. The palace subverted the normal concepts of i
Klein's Holiday in HastingsKlein sat in a cafe in Hastings. Before her was set a plate of fish and chips. They were very greasy. This was not going to do anything for her figure. Once she got back to work, she was going to have to go on a long diet.Klein's Holiday in Hastings in Sci-Fi More Like This
Taking holidays by the seaside and eating fish and chips. What would her German parents have said?
Face it, Dr Klein, you're British, Klein thought to herself. You've lived in this country all your life, you hardly sound German and you watch the Queen's speech on Christmas day. You're an Englishwoman.
Yet in the back of her mind, Klein could never shake off the feeling that something about her life was not quite right, that she did not belong. She had found out only a year ago, when she had been landed with an extraordinary revelation about having another life in an alternate timeline. She was not sure how much of this story she understood or even believed, but she knew deep down that her past was more complicated than she had ever realized.
A Roman Holiday With KleinIt was a beautiful warm morning. The Doctor sat outside the Roman villa in which he and Klein were staying. In the complexities of his dealings and schemes, it was so precious to take a rare moment to rest and simply enjoy the sunshine in the gorgeous landscape of Italy.A Roman Holiday With Klein in Sci-Fi More Like This
Klein had kicked off her sandals and reclined on a couch in the sun. She was dressed in a long Roman tunic. The TARDIS carried several. His old companions Vicki and Barbara had worn such tunics when he had been to another Roman villa such a long time ago. Things had seemed so much lighter, so much more fun back then. He wandered about the cosmos, sometimes enjoying himself, sometimes having the most terrifying adventures. Things had been difficult between himself and Barbara, but he had become friends with her. Could he ever become friends with Klein? A woman who stood for everything he hated? A woman who hated him for destroying everything she knew in life? It was hard enough for her to travel with him without killing