The Twitter Comment Fic Challenge returns!

[inmyriadbits]

I am rather bored -- all the excitement of learning that anesthesia makes me nauseated + enormously sleepy was yesterday, it's below freezing outside, and my twin is occupied. So, let's play a game!

I had a lot of fun with this last time, so how about the Twitter Comment Fic Challenge, Part II! It's like those "tell a story in 10 words" memes, only with 140 characters instead. Y'all comment giving me a fandom, and a prompt/pairing/character/mood word/whatever if you like; then I write you a mini-fic of 140 characters.

Anything is fair game! I've mostly focused on ridiculous fandoms like B13 and Primeval recently, but I'm also game for the million and a half other things I've seen or read over the years, so feel free to throw out something random. I like a challenge. :D

Okay...go!

Comments

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

Hi, honey! I'm glad you're...feeling better, yes?

Are you into the BBC Sherlock? I can't remember. In the meantime, have a tried and true fandom!

Supernatural, Dean, Comet

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

I am feeling better, thank you! I was expecting horrible cramps and the like (since they prescribed me Vicodin), but it's mostly just been a lot of sleeping.

I am VERY into Sherlock! And since I haven't seen a bit of this season of SPN, do you have a prompt for Sherlock that you'd like instead?

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

Oh, yay! How about Sherlock, bubbling.



(Feel free to do an SPN story, too, if you feel so moved!)

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

"Double, double, toil and trouble?" John asks, finding Sherlock crouched over a bubbling pot, hair utterly mad.

"Don't be ridiculous, John."

***

And, just because I love you:

"...it makes your teeth turn green! Comet! It tastes like Vaseline--"

"You know, I can ask God to smite you," Cas says, rubbing his temples.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

eeeee, I love both of these, thank you, dear!

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

:D

Got another for me? (Did I mention I'm rather bored? You're keeping me from buying more things on Etsy, OMG SAVE ME)

Btw, have I pimped B13 to you yet? Because I think you'd like it. *points to icon*

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

I think you've mentioned B13 in the past? I don't remember, but it sounds familiar. I don't know if I can handle any more shows, though! (Did you see my post of shamefulness about One Tree Hill?)

Anyway, another prompt:

Sherlock, O Canada!

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

That's okay, it's not a show! It's only two movies, and they're fairly short and utterly ridiculous and wonderful. And French. :D I pimped them a bit here-ish (just below the Sherlock stuff), if you're interested. The first movie is streaming on Netflix here. In short: bendy hot Frenchmen kick ass and doing parkour all over Paris while bantering with each other in a truly slashy manner. What's not to love? :D

***

More proof that you can never escape Due South fandom:

"What is that?"

"An RCMP-issue Stetson, of course."

"But. It's all cut-off in back."

"Well, how else am I supposed to lie flat in the coffin?"

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

That is possibly the most perfect short-form Sherlock fic I have read yet.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

LOL, thank you! :D

[ignipes.livejournal.com]

Eep, hope you're feeling better and recovering and all that. *hugs*

You should write me something about DINOSAURS.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Thanks, sweetie, I do feel better. *hugs*

DONE, WITH PLEASURE. (Even though apparently a plesiosaur isn't technically a dinosaur. Feel free to request another if you feel cheated!):

***

"A non-man-eating creature should be a nice, restful change," Becker sighs, turning toward the plesiosaur-crushed lorry in the intersection.

[ignipes.livejournal.com]

:D :D :D

(Don't worry, my definition of "dinosaur" is flexible enough to include "everything that eats people in Primeval, and also some things that don't." *g*)

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Hee. Although honestly, feel free to feel cheated and ask for another prompt, because I'm feeling rather like that scene in Sherlock where he keeps shouting "BOOOORED!" and shoots a smiley face in the wall. I suppose I could choose to believe that "flexible" is another prompt, but I'd really need a fandom. :D?

[ignipes.livejournal.com]

Well, if you insist, another prompt:

Sherlock, flexible, and DINOSAUR.

(There might be a theme here.)

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

"Are you kidding me? Moriarty invented bendy dinosaur toys that would slowly poison children who play with them?"

"Plus any adults as well."

***

Still not quite a real dinosaur! :)

[ignipes.livejournal.com]

Ahahaha, that's truly diabolical. Nobody suspects the bendy dinosaur toys.

But why are you denying me REAL DINOSAURS?

Fine, fine. New prompt! RAPTOR VERSUS T-REX. IN THE UNDERGROUND.

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Spanish Inquisition not included! :)

LOL. This is why you are my favorite! Double-tweet for you, since there was just too much awesome here for one.

***

"That is just...really cool. Isn't that just really, really cool? Isn't it...um, Jess?"

Jess tunes Connor out in favor of the train controls. If she has her way -- which she will -- those dinosaurs will never, ever know what hit them.

Connor has a point, though. It is pretty cool.

[ignipes.livejournal.com]

:D :D :D

Have troubling fighting the dinosaurs? HIT 'EM WITH A TRAIN!

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

EXACTLY. Isn't she brilliant? Becker thinks so, too. Especially after she hits a T-Rex AND a raptor with a SUBWAY TRAIN. That's hot.

Abby's probably a little upset, though. Unless she was about to be eaten.

[spatz.livejournal.com]

B13, antennae

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Damien was expecting power outages, water pressure problems, gang violence and broken windows.

He was not expecting the truly enormous bugs.

***

(according to the dictionary, "antennae" is only the plural for the kind of antenna you find on a bug. A radio-type antenna is pluralized as "antennas". :D)

[spatz.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, you nerd ;)

B13, last of the wine

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Leito stands and stretches. Damien eyes the arch of his body, and asks "Leaving?"

"That's the last of the wine."

"Stay anyway," Damien says.

:)

[spatz.livejournal.com]

YES PLEASE. NGGGH.

Okay, okay, um: B13, front row seats

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Legs dangling over the ledge, Damien says, "Can't hear much dialogue from here."

"We can make up our own." Leito smiles, looking at the sky.

[spatz.livejournal.com]

D'awwwww. Those adorkable nutjobs.

B13 (shocking, I know!), upgrade

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

(went over a bit! I'm sure you're devastated...)

***

When Leito slips and almost falls as they make their escape, Damien can hardly believe his eyes. Later, safe at last, he asks, "What happened back there?"

Leito displays his worn-down shoe treads. "Time for an upgrade," he says, grinning.

[spatz.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE THE BEST. LA MEILLEUR, MA SOEUR.

B13, Q&A

[inmyriadbits.livejournal.com]

Hey, watch your adjective-noun gender agreement, there! :)

Double for you:

***

The first time anyone tried to ask Leito about the president's new initiative and his role in its inception, it...did not go well.

They did get footage of his retreat up the building's side, though -- with rare shots of Cpt. Tomaso, head of the project, laughing as if he'd burst.