Fill: Charles/Erik - DoctorWho! Xover (1b/?)
anonymous
August 3 2011, 11:25:53 UTC
As it turns out, the inside is bigger than the outside.
It’s really rather astounding.
Charles bounces around the vast control room, prodding at sparkling lights and peering at screens, while the Doctor watches him with fatherly approval. ‘This is amazing! Time travel! You can really go anywhere in the universe? Back in time? You could go back to the dawn of life on the planet? You could meet the first humans?’
‘Oh yes, I’ve met a lot of cavemen,’ the Doctor says. ‘ A while back actually, with a lovely couple called Ian and Barbara. 1963 is about their era, they’re probably poddling around London somewhere as we speak. I should drop by. Except that they wouldn’t recognise me, partly because they haven’t met me yet and partly because… oh never mind, we can go through all that later. You keep being happy.’
Charles blinks. None of this makes any sense, but he really doesn’t care. ‘And you’re actually an alien?’ he asks eagerly. ‘A Time Lord, did you say? That’s fantastic, can I have a sample of your DNA? Do you have DNA?’
‘Well, yes,’ the Doctor says. ‘Genetic material, anyway.’
‘Can I have some?’ Charles pleads. Oh, to study the DNA of an actual alien with an entirely different evolutionary history.
‘If you like.’ The doctor ambles over. Then he grabs Charles by the shirt front, pulls him in and kisses him.
It’s a very nice kiss. It goes on for a while.
Mmmm, Charles thinks, this is good. No, wait, not mmmm, weird men kissing you in time machines is not right! He backs away spluttering. ‘What was that?’
‘I think it’s called a kiss,’ the Doctor said. ‘My first kiss, actually. At least, my first in this body.’
‘Why did you kiss me? I didn’t ask for a kiss,’ Charles says, baffled.
‘You asked for genetic material,’ the Doctor says, slightly hurt.
‘That’s your idea of a genetic sample?’
‘The Doctor smiles. ‘Yes. Why, wasn’t it enough? Would you like another one?’
Charles shuts his mouth firmly. There is really no good answer to that.
They stare at one another for a while.
‘Beside,’ the Doctor says finally, ‘you seem like a curious person. You humans and your curiosity, hah! Why just ask for a kiss when there’s the whole of time and space out there waiting for you? I like you, Charles Xavier. You’re interesting. And interesting is good. Come with me. See the world. See the universe. I’ll pick up Pond later.’
Charles laughs. It’s the craziest offer he’s ever heard. ‘Look, I’d love to, you have no idea how much. But I really can’t. I have things to do here.’
The Doctor grins. ‘Ah, that’s the clever part. Time machine, see? No one will even notice you’re gone. I can bring you back for any time you like.’
Charles let his conscious trickle out of the time machine and through the mansion. All of them there, his brave, frightened friends, some sleeping fitfully, some wakeful and wondering, Erik pacing, pacing, back and forth, his mind pulsing with eager violence. Because in the morning… in the morning they’re going to war.
And right now, the universe is waiting.
Charles looks into the Doctors enigmatic, old eyes. ‘Tomorrow,’ he says. ‘I have to be back tomorrow.’
‘Tomorrow, then,’ the Doctor says brightly. ‘Come along, Xavier!’
Re: Fill: Charles/Erik - DoctorWho! Xover (1b/?) OP here!
anonymous
August 6 2011, 09:06:53 UTC
OMG... You made Charles/Doctor!!! asdfghjk- *dies* *offers soul to Author!Anon in a silver platter* I eagerly await the next parts! I agree, there can never be to much Doctor Who/X-men crossovers!
Author not-so-anon here...so_shhyAugust 13 2011, 18:48:12 UTC
Hello again OP! Um, yeah, I'm totally new to this but I made myself a journal and posted the next chunk there. So... go read. You will be my first visitor.
It’s really rather astounding.
Charles bounces around the vast control room, prodding at sparkling lights and peering at screens, while the Doctor watches him with fatherly approval. ‘This is amazing! Time travel! You can really go anywhere in the universe? Back in time? You could go back to the dawn of life on the planet? You could meet the first humans?’
‘Oh yes, I’ve met a lot of cavemen,’ the Doctor says. ‘ A while back actually, with a lovely couple called Ian and Barbara. 1963 is about their era, they’re probably poddling around London somewhere as we speak. I should drop by. Except that they wouldn’t recognise me, partly because they haven’t met me yet and partly because… oh never mind, we can go through all that later. You keep being happy.’
Charles blinks. None of this makes any sense, but he really doesn’t care. ‘And you’re actually an alien?’ he asks eagerly. ‘A Time Lord, did you say? That’s fantastic, can I have a sample of your DNA? Do you have DNA?’
‘Well, yes,’ the Doctor says. ‘Genetic material, anyway.’
‘Can I have some?’ Charles pleads. Oh, to study the DNA of an actual alien with an entirely different evolutionary history.
‘If you like.’ The doctor ambles over. Then he grabs Charles by the shirt front, pulls him in and kisses him.
It’s a very nice kiss. It goes on for a while.
Mmmm, Charles thinks, this is good. No, wait, not mmmm, weird men kissing you in time machines is not right! He backs away spluttering. ‘What was that?’
‘I think it’s called a kiss,’ the Doctor said. ‘My first kiss, actually. At least, my first in this body.’
‘Why did you kiss me? I didn’t ask for a kiss,’ Charles says, baffled.
‘You asked for genetic material,’ the Doctor says, slightly hurt.
‘That’s your idea of a genetic sample?’
‘The Doctor smiles. ‘Yes. Why, wasn’t it enough? Would you like another one?’
Charles shuts his mouth firmly. There is really no good answer to that.
They stare at one another for a while.
‘Beside,’ the Doctor says finally, ‘you seem like a curious person. You humans and your curiosity, hah! Why just ask for a kiss when there’s the whole of time and space out there waiting for you? I like you, Charles Xavier. You’re interesting. And interesting is good. Come with me. See the world. See the universe. I’ll pick up Pond later.’
Charles laughs. It’s the craziest offer he’s ever heard. ‘Look, I’d love to, you have no idea how much. But I really can’t. I have things to do here.’
The Doctor grins. ‘Ah, that’s the clever part. Time machine, see? No one will even notice you’re gone. I can bring you back for any time you like.’
Charles let his conscious trickle out of the time machine and through the mansion. All of them there, his brave, frightened friends, some sleeping fitfully, some wakeful and wondering, Erik pacing, pacing, back and forth, his mind pulsing with eager violence. Because in the morning… in the morning they’re going to war.
And right now, the universe is waiting.
Charles looks into the Doctors enigmatic, old eyes. ‘Tomorrow,’ he says. ‘I have to be back tomorrow.’
‘Tomorrow, then,’ the Doctor says brightly. ‘Come along, Xavier!’
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*offers soul to Author!Anon in a silver platter* I eagerly await the next parts!
I agree, there can never be to much Doctor Who/X-men crossovers!
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PS it is Charles/Erik, I promise
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