Let's Not Even Go There
Dec. 17th, 2007 11:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chickLost my watch (sniped at the last minute -- and this was with my max bid at $100!), got scammed buying something online -- somedays, I don't know why I fucking bother.
Have a meme, though -- I knew near-exactly what I wanted to do here:
On the Fifth Day of Christmas, my True Love gave to me:
Gil handed her a small gift-wrapped box. “For you, my dear.”
Agatha grinned as she accepted it. “Thank you, Gil,” she said. She eagerly ripped into it. “Let’s see. . . .”
To her surprise, it was a ring, set with a diamond and a pair of rubies. “Oh! It’s lovely,” she said, trying not to sound confused. It really was quite nice, but – after all they’d been through, shouldn’t Gil know she’d prefer a nice death ray or a good set of lab equipment?
Gil chuckled. “Well, you mentioned all your serious boyfriends gave you rings, so I thought I’d keep up the tradition. It’s not an ordinary ring, though.”
“I can see that,” Agatha said, grinning as she took it out. “Another gas connector? Your father’s going to wonder where they all went.”
“It’s more than that. The gemstones are actually solar power focusers. You shine any sort of light on it, you’ve got a miniature but quite powerful solar beam. I’ve tested it out and gotten it to cut through metal.”
“Really!” Agatha beamed. “Now that’s a ring! I’m sure it’ll come in handy.” She kissed Gil’s cheek. “Thank you.”
Gil blushed. “You’re welcome. I figured you’d want jewelry that actually did something besides look pretty.”
“Oh yes.” Agatha smiled down at the ring.
Then her smile faltered. Gil frowned. “Agatha? Something wrong?”
“Not – well. . . .” She turned a little pink. “It just kind of reminds me of Lars and that lockpick ring he gave me.”
“Oh.” Gil put an arm around her. “I’m sorry about what happened to him. I really wish things had gone differently.”
“I know,” Agatha said, shuddering. “I suppose I can’t fault your father for what happened, given that I was the Other at the time, but still. . . .” She looked away. “I liked him, Gil. I really did.”
Gil pulled back a bit to pat her back. “I know.” He smiled. “Maybe he’s your guardian angel now.”
Agatha laughed. “Oh, no, poor Lars! He probably has a panic attack at least once a day if that’s the case!” She turned serious again. “I really do hope he’s all right, wherever he ended up.”
Gil smiled at her. “I’m sure he is.”
“A miniature death ray. Yup, you’re definitely good for her.”
Glad you approve.
As Agatha once mentioned in a strip, "People keep giving me rings -- but I think a small death ray might be more practical."
Girl Genius fic, set after the events of the comic, when Gil and Agatha can get around to having a shippy Christmas together. The gas connector is a reference to Gil finding one caught in Agatha's hair and giving it to her after they defeated the slaver wasps. I thought it was cute. :) And of course, what happened to Lars is that he got in between a very angry Baron and a recently-depossessed Agatha. Poor guy. :(
The ending dialogue might be a little confusing -- I have a persistent plotbunny where Lars's ghost shows up and haunts Gil in a friendly manner -- basically, he's giving him the "if you do anything to hurt her" speech from beyond the grave. I'm a dedicated Gil/Agatha shipper, but I really did like Lars and felt really bad when he died. :( I hope he's having a good time wherever he is (I'd say "hanging out with the dead Jaegers," but -- he is Lars.)
Time for hot chocolate, then bed.
Have a meme, though -- I knew near-exactly what I wanted to do here:
On the Fifth Day of Christmas, my True Love gave to me:
Gil handed her a small gift-wrapped box. “For you, my dear.”
Agatha grinned as she accepted it. “Thank you, Gil,” she said. She eagerly ripped into it. “Let’s see. . . .”
To her surprise, it was a ring, set with a diamond and a pair of rubies. “Oh! It’s lovely,” she said, trying not to sound confused. It really was quite nice, but – after all they’d been through, shouldn’t Gil know she’d prefer a nice death ray or a good set of lab equipment?
Gil chuckled. “Well, you mentioned all your serious boyfriends gave you rings, so I thought I’d keep up the tradition. It’s not an ordinary ring, though.”
“I can see that,” Agatha said, grinning as she took it out. “Another gas connector? Your father’s going to wonder where they all went.”
“It’s more than that. The gemstones are actually solar power focusers. You shine any sort of light on it, you’ve got a miniature but quite powerful solar beam. I’ve tested it out and gotten it to cut through metal.”
“Really!” Agatha beamed. “Now that’s a ring! I’m sure it’ll come in handy.” She kissed Gil’s cheek. “Thank you.”
Gil blushed. “You’re welcome. I figured you’d want jewelry that actually did something besides look pretty.”
“Oh yes.” Agatha smiled down at the ring.
Then her smile faltered. Gil frowned. “Agatha? Something wrong?”
“Not – well. . . .” She turned a little pink. “It just kind of reminds me of Lars and that lockpick ring he gave me.”
“Oh.” Gil put an arm around her. “I’m sorry about what happened to him. I really wish things had gone differently.”
“I know,” Agatha said, shuddering. “I suppose I can’t fault your father for what happened, given that I was the Other at the time, but still. . . .” She looked away. “I liked him, Gil. I really did.”
Gil pulled back a bit to pat her back. “I know.” He smiled. “Maybe he’s your guardian angel now.”
Agatha laughed. “Oh, no, poor Lars! He probably has a panic attack at least once a day if that’s the case!” She turned serious again. “I really do hope he’s all right, wherever he ended up.”
Gil smiled at her. “I’m sure he is.”
“A miniature death ray. Yup, you’re definitely good for her.”
Glad you approve.
As Agatha once mentioned in a strip, "People keep giving me rings -- but I think a small death ray might be more practical."
Girl Genius fic, set after the events of the comic, when Gil and Agatha can get around to having a shippy Christmas together. The gas connector is a reference to Gil finding one caught in Agatha's hair and giving it to her after they defeated the slaver wasps. I thought it was cute. :) And of course, what happened to Lars is that he got in between a very angry Baron and a recently-depossessed Agatha. Poor guy. :(
The ending dialogue might be a little confusing -- I have a persistent plotbunny where Lars's ghost shows up and haunts Gil in a friendly manner -- basically, he's giving him the "if you do anything to hurt her" speech from beyond the grave. I'm a dedicated Gil/Agatha shipper, but I really did like Lars and felt really bad when he died. :( I hope he's having a good time wherever he is (I'd say "hanging out with the dead Jaegers," but -- he is Lars.)
Time for hot chocolate, then bed.
