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We'll lead off with another episode of "A Week of Secundus Christmas" (which I've finally remembered to start putting in [livejournal.com profile] 8butterflyboy8's fanfic roundup post):

Day Three: Sleigh
“Now, what do you think--”
“Mayday! MAYDAY!”
Victor and Alice both jumped backwards as something shot past them at incredibly high speed. Other pedestrians, vehicles, and horses ran for safety as the whatever-it-was rocketed down the street. “What the – Alice, was it just me, or did that sound like Richard’s voice?” Victor said, panting.
“Oh, God, what’s he invented this time?” Alice said, trying to sound annoyed but failing spectacularly. Instead, she sounded quite worried.
“Whatever it is, it’s apparently capable of quite a lot of forward motion,” Victor noted, looking at the melted trail of snow the whatever-it-was had left. He was honestly surprised there weren’t flames trailing out behind the vehicle.
Hoofbeats on the cobblestones caught their attention next. They looked up to see a magnificent white horse pull even with them. “Hallo!” Sir Christopher said from the saddle, sounding a bit out of breath. Behind him clung a very nervous-looking Victoria. “Have you seen a tea-fueled rocket sleigh go past?”
A loud CRASH! at the end of the block made an answer unnecessary. “I think you’ll find it embedded in someone’s store front,” Alice said with a shake of her head. “Let’s go see if they’re all right.”
“Quite right.” Sir Christopher urged his horse on, Victor and Alice trailing behind.
The sleigh was indeed in a storefront – that of a very unfortunate coffee shop. Richard and Emily were currently extracting themselves from the wreckage. “At least we couldn’t have picked a better place to hit,” Richard commented as the group drew closer. He glared up at the sign. “Pah, coffee.”
Emily’s response was to smack him with her skeletal arm – which was currently held in her other hand. “You told me the brakes worked!” she scolded her husband. “You promised me!”
“They did work!” Richard said, trying to fend her off. “I don’t know what caused them to fail!” His expression turned concerned. “Are you all right, my kettle?”
“I suppose I am,” Emily said, reattaching her arm. “Though if I wasn’t already dead, I think that ride would have killed me.”
“You were having fun at first! I saw you!”
“It’s easy to have fun when you don’t know that the brakes on the rocket sleigh have mysteriously failed! I – oh, hello,” Emily interrupted herself, seeing her four friends watching her and Richard. “You, um, saw us then?”
Victor nodded blandly. “We were coming over to make sure you were all right, but I think that’s been settled.”
“Just one more reason the mechanical and the Reanimated body triumphs over the organic!” Richard proclaimed.
“Honey, be quiet and help me get my leg out from under the steering column.”

-HD: . . . . This isn't supposed to have any similarities to my tea table, is it?-
*snork* Not unless you're going attach rockets to it. I came up with the idea of a rocket sleight shortly after the first two entries in this series, while trying to think of things that reminded me of Christmas. Richard seemed the most likely candidate for making said sleigh, so I wrote this idea around that. I originally intended this to involve just Victor and Alice, but then I realized I had no idea when Sir Christopher and Victoria would show up in the series, so I threw them in too. Besides, the way things end up, Christopher, Victoria, Emily and Richard are all pretty close friends, so it actually makes sense for them to be here.
As for little tidbits -- well, I've seen at least one story where a version of the Hatter disdains coffee. It seems a natural character tic. And poor Emily, roped into these crazy schemes.
-TTV: She seems to like them, though, if Richard's dialogue is anything to go by.-
Oh, yeah, usually she does. She just doesn't like when they go wrong. Parenthetical note -- this crossover pairing has just ruined "Dead Girls Like Me." I was listening to it today on my MP3 player -- I STARTED picturing Victor, but then Richard popped in there and my brain said, "You know, that makes more sense considering. . . ."
-TTV: *snrrrrk*-
Oh, laugh it up, it'll be my Christmas present to you.


Next, an update from one of my other journals -- Carey is a kid over in Inkwell Secundus! Finally, free from toddlers! Of course, things won't start getting truly interesting until the younger kids become teens, but hey, I'll take what I can get. (And I always have EMMETT BROWN, TECHNO-WIZARD in case I get bored.)
-RPD: O.o When did that Simself get ANTONIO SMITH, FORENSIC LINGUIST-caps?-
Just now. I find it amusing.

As for the news, it's about the Telltale BTTF game that's getting released tomorrow. IGN has a nice little preview -- including a videoshowing off the game's Tannens! There's also a video showing more of Marty in his natural environment, so to speak. It's official -- I'm excited for this! :D And I like the little thing at the end of the Marty vid:
Marty: Jeez -- we've been back together for five minutes, Doc, and already you're talking about the end of the universe! *beat* *smile* I've missed that.
They are just the best dynamic duo. :D (No matter what my headcanon insists)
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