A Multiverse Christmas Carol: Stave One
Dec. 13th, 2012 10:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chickWell, it's that time of year -- time for Christmas fic! And I've decided to go ahead and do the multiverse Christmas Carol thing, showing chunks of the story as it would be rewritten for the casts of BTTF (specifically The Game-verse), Corpse Bride, and "American McGee's Alice/Alice: Madness Returns." Our first bit:
Stave One:
And another day over with!
Victor hummed to himself as he locked up the counting-house. Although it was just as cold outside as it had been within, he swore he felt a new warmth in his limbs. Probably because I’ve got a day away from Miss Strickland tomorrow, he thought, smiling. And it’s Christmas to boot. A day of merriment and fun, and not one letter to copy!
He stuck his hands in the pocket of his thin coat and started toward home, eager to see his wife and children again. As he rounded the corner, however, he saw a group of young people (he would have said children, but there were more than a couple adolescents and young adults among them) sliding down a sheet of ice covering one of the streets. He spotted his oldest son in the thick of the crowd. “Chester!”
Chester turned and smiled brightly. “Dad!” He waved a hand at the makeshift slide. “Care for a go?”
Deep inside, Victor knew he shouldn’t. He wasn’t a young man anymore – goodness, he’d celebrated his fortieth birthday this summer! And he’d never exactly been built for navigating ice without falling on his face. The intelligent thing to do would have been to politely turn Chester down and simply linger on the sidelines to watch.
But then, since when was he known for doing the intelligent thing? Laughing, he ran forward. “In honor of Christmas!” he declared as he jumped on the ice.
True to form, he started his journey looking like a tap-dancing flamingo, and ended it flat on his face in a snowdrift. But the delighted cheers of the onlookers – especially his son – made it all worth it.
This was actually inspired by a scene from the Zemeckis/Carrey version of A Christmas Carol (which I just tried to spell like Lewis Carroll's last name *facepalm*). I really liked the moment and decided to rewrite it with Victor and Chester. XD Yes, Victor's forty in this series of ficlets -- doesn't make sense for him to be a young man with six children. Chester is the one who's 19 in this world.
-TTV: Who are the children in this version?-
Chester, Lucy, Emma, Vincent & Lorina, and Tim. Chester is my constant child; Lucy is from the Solictor's Ward-verse; Emma is from the Forgotten Vows-verse (she's basically the kid who replaces Lucy in the line-up); Vincent & Lorina are from the Secundus-Verse (we have other Vincents and Lorinas, but this is the only pair that are twins), and Tim is left over from canon because -- well, Tim Burton! You'll learn more about them in a later stave.
Not much else to say about this one -- it's just some snowy fun. Though I'm sure I took that description of Victor from an old Beyond the Rift thread fromdeadgirlslikeme. It's a good visual of Victor on ice. XD
Enjoy! I'm off to do more catch-up on things I missed doing that Child Lit project. (Which was well-received in class, fortunately. Yay.)
Stave One:
And another day over with!
Victor hummed to himself as he locked up the counting-house. Although it was just as cold outside as it had been within, he swore he felt a new warmth in his limbs. Probably because I’ve got a day away from Miss Strickland tomorrow, he thought, smiling. And it’s Christmas to boot. A day of merriment and fun, and not one letter to copy!
He stuck his hands in the pocket of his thin coat and started toward home, eager to see his wife and children again. As he rounded the corner, however, he saw a group of young people (he would have said children, but there were more than a couple adolescents and young adults among them) sliding down a sheet of ice covering one of the streets. He spotted his oldest son in the thick of the crowd. “Chester!”
Chester turned and smiled brightly. “Dad!” He waved a hand at the makeshift slide. “Care for a go?”
Deep inside, Victor knew he shouldn’t. He wasn’t a young man anymore – goodness, he’d celebrated his fortieth birthday this summer! And he’d never exactly been built for navigating ice without falling on his face. The intelligent thing to do would have been to politely turn Chester down and simply linger on the sidelines to watch.
But then, since when was he known for doing the intelligent thing? Laughing, he ran forward. “In honor of Christmas!” he declared as he jumped on the ice.
True to form, he started his journey looking like a tap-dancing flamingo, and ended it flat on his face in a snowdrift. But the delighted cheers of the onlookers – especially his son – made it all worth it.
This was actually inspired by a scene from the Zemeckis/Carrey version of A Christmas Carol (which I just tried to spell like Lewis Carroll's last name *facepalm*). I really liked the moment and decided to rewrite it with Victor and Chester. XD Yes, Victor's forty in this series of ficlets -- doesn't make sense for him to be a young man with six children. Chester is the one who's 19 in this world.
-TTV: Who are the children in this version?-
Chester, Lucy, Emma, Vincent & Lorina, and Tim. Chester is my constant child; Lucy is from the Solictor's Ward-verse; Emma is from the Forgotten Vows-verse (she's basically the kid who replaces Lucy in the line-up); Vincent & Lorina are from the Secundus-Verse (we have other Vincents and Lorinas, but this is the only pair that are twins), and Tim is left over from canon because -- well, Tim Burton! You'll learn more about them in a later stave.
Not much else to say about this one -- it's just some snowy fun. Though I'm sure I took that description of Victor from an old Beyond the Rift thread from
deadgirlslikeme. It's a good visual of Victor on ice. XDEnjoy! I'm off to do more catch-up on things I missed doing that Child Lit project. (Which was well-received in class, fortunately. Yay.)
