Fandoms 14 and 15
[Title] Shadows
[Fandom] Doctor Who
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Amy and Rory talk about family life.
Amy ran her hand over the bulge of her stomach and then said, too casually, "What shall we tell them about River?"
Rory stared at her in bafflement and she carried on with a touch of impatience, "The baby, Rory. Our child. How do we explain about them having a big sister?"
"Do we really... do we need to?" Rory said, slowly. "I mean... even if she comes back here again, we can introduce her as an aunt. She'd think it was funny. She'd like being cool Auntie River, you know she would..."
He trailed off as Amy's eyes narrowed.
"What happened," she said, "wasn't our fault. And it wasn't Melody's fault, either. I don't see why you think we need to pretend it's something embarrassing. God, it's like it's the nineteenth century and you knocked me up before you got a ring on my finger."
"No! That's not why... that's not how I meant it. I just..."
"You don't want to tell them about the Doctor at all?" Amy said, and her voice was a little sadder now. "I know you... look, don't get me wrong, I love you and I love all of this and I'm a lot happier with you not dying on me every other week... but... a kid would love that. All the adventure... the magic man in a blue box in the sky... can't River just be part of that?"
"But she won't be," Rory said. "She'll be a sister. An amazing older sister from beyond the stars that's the same age as Mum and Dad and knows everything. It wouldn't just be a story, Amy. It'd be the Raggedy Doctor, it'd be something real, only this time it would be someone you have to grow up to be and you know you can't."
Amy gritted her teeth, turned her face away, but she didn't say anything. Rory scrambled to come and sit next to her, and after a moment, she leant against him.
"People can be happy without looking up at the skies all the time," he said. "I mean, look at me."
Amy didn't snort or prod him. She only said, "But what if that doesn't happen? What if she or he... what if she wants it as much as I did?"
"Then it'll come," Rory said. "After all... he's got a habit of turning up on the doorstep every so often. No matter what."
Amy managed to smile properly this time.
[Title] Voicemail
[Fandom] Repo! the Genetic Opera/Ashes to Ashes
[Rating] PG
[Notes/Summary] Thank you for calling GeneCo...
Thank you for calling GeneCo, the company that combines elective surgery and modern policing to make your world safer. So that we can provide you with appropriate assistance more efficiently, please choose from the following options.
If you require assistance in beating up a nonce, press one.
If you would like information on our organ hire purchase schemes, press two.
If you would like to discuss a case of organ repossession, press the hash key, and a GeneCo employee will be dispatched to your current location to discuss your case.
If you are surrounded by armed bastards, press four. If you are an armed bastard, press nine to be put through to our HR department's current vacancies list.
If you are mad, in a coma, or back in time, please hold for an operator.
[Fandom] Doctor Who
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Amy and Rory talk about family life.
Amy ran her hand over the bulge of her stomach and then said, too casually, "What shall we tell them about River?"
Rory stared at her in bafflement and she carried on with a touch of impatience, "The baby, Rory. Our child. How do we explain about them having a big sister?"
"Do we really... do we need to?" Rory said, slowly. "I mean... even if she comes back here again, we can introduce her as an aunt. She'd think it was funny. She'd like being cool Auntie River, you know she would..."
He trailed off as Amy's eyes narrowed.
"What happened," she said, "wasn't our fault. And it wasn't Melody's fault, either. I don't see why you think we need to pretend it's something embarrassing. God, it's like it's the nineteenth century and you knocked me up before you got a ring on my finger."
"No! That's not why... that's not how I meant it. I just..."
"You don't want to tell them about the Doctor at all?" Amy said, and her voice was a little sadder now. "I know you... look, don't get me wrong, I love you and I love all of this and I'm a lot happier with you not dying on me every other week... but... a kid would love that. All the adventure... the magic man in a blue box in the sky... can't River just be part of that?"
"But she won't be," Rory said. "She'll be a sister. An amazing older sister from beyond the stars that's the same age as Mum and Dad and knows everything. It wouldn't just be a story, Amy. It'd be the Raggedy Doctor, it'd be something real, only this time it would be someone you have to grow up to be and you know you can't."
Amy gritted her teeth, turned her face away, but she didn't say anything. Rory scrambled to come and sit next to her, and after a moment, she leant against him.
"People can be happy without looking up at the skies all the time," he said. "I mean, look at me."
Amy didn't snort or prod him. She only said, "But what if that doesn't happen? What if she or he... what if she wants it as much as I did?"
"Then it'll come," Rory said. "After all... he's got a habit of turning up on the doorstep every so often. No matter what."
Amy managed to smile properly this time.
[Title] Voicemail
[Fandom] Repo! the Genetic Opera/Ashes to Ashes
[Rating] PG
[Notes/Summary] Thank you for calling GeneCo...
Thank you for calling GeneCo, the company that combines elective surgery and modern policing to make your world safer. So that we can provide you with appropriate assistance more efficiently, please choose from the following options.
If you require assistance in beating up a nonce, press one.
If you would like information on our organ hire purchase schemes, press two.
If you would like to discuss a case of organ repossession, press the hash key, and a GeneCo employee will be dispatched to your current location to discuss your case.
If you are surrounded by armed bastards, press four. If you are an armed bastard, press nine to be put through to our HR department's current vacancies list.
If you are mad, in a coma, or back in time, please hold for an operator.