Paging Dr. Saunders - Adelle, Topher - PG - 1/1
Title: Paging Dr. Saunders
Author: claudia6913
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Pairing: Topher, Adelle, mention of Claire
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in the fields of Joss’ imagination. They have unicorns here.
Spoilers: Up to 1.07 - Echoes
Summary: Topher and Adelle need help - lots of help.
Distribution: fandeyth, dollhousefics, blank_dolls other’s ask.
Author’s Note: Unbeta’d. Please point out any glaring errors. Answers dollhousefics Challenge 007 - Something New. I don’t often write humor-esque fics, nor have I written Topher, Claire, or Adelle before now.
Paging Dr. Saunders
“Dr. Saunders, paging Dr. Saunders,” Topher said into the phone. The echo bounced off the walls and he felt as though it hit him square in the forehead. “Dr. Saunders to the lab place.”
“She’s not here,” Adelle said, rolling onto her side. The motion made the floors move, as though she were floating on them. They were solid, she knew - or were they?
“Do you feel that?” he giggled. “Is it even going over the com thingy?”
Adelle’s brows came together as she thought about it. “I’m not actually certain.”
“Paging Dr. Saunders,” Topher repeated. This time the echo nearly knocked him over. “That packs a punch.”
“That it does.”
“Do you think she would come? I mean, if she were here would she come up and help us?” Topher mused.
“She would.”
“She has pretty hair.”
One arched eyebrow rose and Adelle turned to look at the young man. “You fancy her!” She pointed an accusatory finger at him.
Topher’s face dropped for a moment before he smiled. A moment later confusion washed over his face. “Fancy?”
“She’s not fancy, not really. Bit dour if you ask me.”
“Do I need a British Dictionary for this conversation?” Topher asked.
“Might,” Adelle admitted.
The pair went silent for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts. They both knew the drug was affecting them, knew that later, they would look back and be horrified at their actions. Well, Adelle would be horrified. Topher might laugh later about it all, or he might repress it. It was a toss up.
“Think she likes unicorns?” Topher asked suddenly, his mind still wrapping around Claire.
“Not bloody likely. Seems more the type to prefer a good chart and pen.”
“I could get her a unicorn pen!”
Sighing Adelle tossed a pillow at Topher.
Author: claudia6913
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Pairing: Topher, Adelle, mention of Claire
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in the fields of Joss’ imagination. They have unicorns here.
Spoilers: Up to 1.07 - Echoes
Summary: Topher and Adelle need help - lots of help.
Distribution: fandeyth, dollhousefics, blank_dolls other’s ask.
Author’s Note: Unbeta’d. Please point out any glaring errors. Answers dollhousefics Challenge 007 - Something New. I don’t often write humor-esque fics, nor have I written Topher, Claire, or Adelle before now.
Paging Dr. Saunders
“Dr. Saunders, paging Dr. Saunders,” Topher said into the phone. The echo bounced off the walls and he felt as though it hit him square in the forehead. “Dr. Saunders to the lab place.”
“She’s not here,” Adelle said, rolling onto her side. The motion made the floors move, as though she were floating on them. They were solid, she knew - or were they?
“Do you feel that?” he giggled. “Is it even going over the com thingy?”
Adelle’s brows came together as she thought about it. “I’m not actually certain.”
“Paging Dr. Saunders,” Topher repeated. This time the echo nearly knocked him over. “That packs a punch.”
“That it does.”
“Do you think she would come? I mean, if she were here would she come up and help us?” Topher mused.
“She would.”
“She has pretty hair.”
One arched eyebrow rose and Adelle turned to look at the young man. “You fancy her!” She pointed an accusatory finger at him.
Topher’s face dropped for a moment before he smiled. A moment later confusion washed over his face. “Fancy?”
“She’s not fancy, not really. Bit dour if you ask me.”
“Do I need a British Dictionary for this conversation?” Topher asked.
“Might,” Adelle admitted.
The pair went silent for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts. They both knew the drug was affecting them, knew that later, they would look back and be horrified at their actions. Well, Adelle would be horrified. Topher might laugh later about it all, or he might repress it. It was a toss up.
“Think she likes unicorns?” Topher asked suddenly, his mind still wrapping around Claire.
“Not bloody likely. Seems more the type to prefer a good chart and pen.”
“I could get her a unicorn pen!”
Sighing Adelle tossed a pillow at Topher.