Rec - Duct Tape by captain chico
Story: Duct Tape
Author: Captain Chico
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 9297
Author's Summary: Sarah Jane has an unexpected visitor.
Characters/Pairings: Clyde Langer, K-9, Mr. Smith, Other Character(s), Sarah Jane Smith
Warnings: None
Recced because: I'm ending my recs with yet another new author, and an entertaining Sara Jane Adventures story that refers back to one of the most interesting canon characters we never quite met in Doctor Who (yes, I am being a little cryptic) and does so with immense style. Some familiar characters do appear, and it's fun and fast-paced throughout.
Sarah Jane Smith often ended up a bit weepy after an evening with Jo Grant. Mostly, she told herself, it was down to the amount of rioja they tended to get outside of, but at least some of it was missing Luke. It seemed he’d hardly come into her life before he was gone, off to Oxford with her only other real friend, K-9. That none of the men she’d had relationships with measured up to her Doctor was unsurprising; that none of them could compete with a robot dog was just weird. If Han Solo had chanced to drop by, or Indy, well, that was a different matter. But they hadn’t, so she had to make do with her sessions with Jo, who was after all the only person she could talk to about the Doctor.
“We ought to try and find some of the Doctor’s other… friends, sometime,” said Jo one bright summer’s evening when Sarah Jane’s new daughter Sky was off having a sleepover with her friend Madison. They had just moved indoors from the garden, where the stars evoked too many memories for both of them, and opened another bottle.
“Why?” Sarah Jane asked, pulling a face. “I got more than just the cold shoulder when I met Rose.”
“Maybe. But the Brigadier was a sweetie.” They raised their glasses to the Brigadier. “Rest in peace, Sir Alastair.”
“Okay, fine, but you realize you could be talking about Doctors we don’t even know.”
Jo took a sip of wine. “The speccy one was wacky and cute, but waaay too soppy over Rose, and the new one’s nutty as a fruitcake. Do we even know how many times he’s regenerated since we met him?”
“That just makes my head hurt. Though Mr Smith could probably find out.”
They contemplated this for a moment, but it was just too comfy sitting there. “Don’t tell me you’ve never Googled him,” said Jo.
“Of course. Tell me you’ve had better luck than I did.”
“Nope. Fifteen million hits on ‘Doctor’- mostly Hugh Laurie or George Clooney, not that I’d kick either of them out of bed-” Sarah Jane raised her glass appreciatively- “nothing at all on ‘Gallifrey’, and it asks me if I mean ‘Travis’ when I try ‘Tardis’.”
Author: Captain Chico
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 9297
Author's Summary: Sarah Jane has an unexpected visitor.
Characters/Pairings: Clyde Langer, K-9, Mr. Smith, Other Character(s), Sarah Jane Smith
Warnings: None
Recced because: I'm ending my recs with yet another new author, and an entertaining Sara Jane Adventures story that refers back to one of the most interesting canon characters we never quite met in Doctor Who (yes, I am being a little cryptic) and does so with immense style. Some familiar characters do appear, and it's fun and fast-paced throughout.
Sarah Jane Smith often ended up a bit weepy after an evening with Jo Grant. Mostly, she told herself, it was down to the amount of rioja they tended to get outside of, but at least some of it was missing Luke. It seemed he’d hardly come into her life before he was gone, off to Oxford with her only other real friend, K-9. That none of the men she’d had relationships with measured up to her Doctor was unsurprising; that none of them could compete with a robot dog was just weird. If Han Solo had chanced to drop by, or Indy, well, that was a different matter. But they hadn’t, so she had to make do with her sessions with Jo, who was after all the only person she could talk to about the Doctor.
“We ought to try and find some of the Doctor’s other… friends, sometime,” said Jo one bright summer’s evening when Sarah Jane’s new daughter Sky was off having a sleepover with her friend Madison. They had just moved indoors from the garden, where the stars evoked too many memories for both of them, and opened another bottle.
“Why?” Sarah Jane asked, pulling a face. “I got more than just the cold shoulder when I met Rose.”
“Maybe. But the Brigadier was a sweetie.” They raised their glasses to the Brigadier. “Rest in peace, Sir Alastair.”
“Okay, fine, but you realize you could be talking about Doctors we don’t even know.”
Jo took a sip of wine. “The speccy one was wacky and cute, but waaay too soppy over Rose, and the new one’s nutty as a fruitcake. Do we even know how many times he’s regenerated since we met him?”
“That just makes my head hurt. Though Mr Smith could probably find out.”
They contemplated this for a moment, but it was just too comfy sitting there. “Don’t tell me you’ve never Googled him,” said Jo.
“Of course. Tell me you’ve had better luck than I did.”
“Nope. Fifteen million hits on ‘Doctor’- mostly Hugh Laurie or George Clooney, not that I’d kick either of them out of bed-” Sarah Jane raised her glass appreciatively- “nothing at all on ‘Gallifrey’, and it asks me if I mean ‘Travis’ when I try ‘Tardis’.”