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Short trips and ficbit
Jun. 6th, 2017 07:41 pm
I have been working on my entry for Big Finish's Short Trips competition that ends at the end of this month. ( https://www.bigfinish.com/pages/v/the-paul-spragg-memorial-short-trip-competition-rules-of-entry ). It's been kind of fascinating researching for it! Not going to give away my idea but here's a hint: it involves an important Queen. :)
So! Here's a ficbit thing I wrote today based on this OTPPrompt (Idea from a friend):
Person A takes Person B on an adventure. During said adventure, something bad happens (e.g. imprisoned) and Person B asks for a divorce when this is all over. Person A is confused since they are not married or even in a romantic relationship.
So! Here's a ficbit thing I wrote today based on this OTPPrompt (Idea from a friend):
Person A takes Person B on an adventure. During said adventure, something bad happens (e.g. imprisoned) and Person B asks for a divorce when this is all over. Person A is confused since they are not married or even in a romantic relationship.
( Read more... )
"You will be quiet!" Shouted the guard in response as he removed his helmet "By order of Her Eminence Jocaste, I, Ganymede of the Nixyces V Armoury, hereby place the three of you under arrest for the crime of thievery from Her Eminence's castle." He placed his helmet back on. "Your sentencing will be at dawn."
"If you would please give me a moment to explain-----" the Doctor began.
"Your sentencing will be at dawn!" Ganymede repeated, a bit louder than before as he began to walk away, slamming the door at the cave's entrance shut. "Only then can you explain to Her Eminence why you stole her sacred stones. And the punishment usually reserved for common thieves..." He gave a sideways glance to the imprisoned TARDIS crew, his yellow-orange eyes practically glistening evilly, "is death."
"Just great," said Tegan, surveying the interior of the cell. It had started off like any other day: the TARDIS had been sent off course for some reason she couldn't understand, they end up on some planet populated by giant talking lizards who now want to imprison them or worse all because the Doctor had to take a few gems from the castle to use to stabilize the TARDIS.
"It's not all that bad, Tegan" said Nyssa, trying to comfort her friend.
"Not that bad?" Tegan asked, looking down at her shoes, where something rather cold and wet was dripping onto them as the floor of the cave made a disgusting squelching noise, "Oh yeah it's great! Travel the universe! Have adventures! First that business in Amsterdam, then you get turned into a Dalek, and now this! When this is all over, I'm getting a divorce from both of you!"
Nyssa gave the Doctor a confused look. "What's a divorce?" She asked.
"I'll explain later," he answered, his eyes half-transfixed on the lock of the cave door. "If I could just unlock this door..." The Doctor began to rummage through his pockets, producing a yo-yo, a few miscellaneous bits of tin foil, a cricket ball, and a butterscotch hard candy. "You know," he lamented, "It's times like this when I wish I had the sonic screwdriver."
Tegan flinched at the sound of what could only be a small rodent crawling up her arm. This was going to be a long night.
