Crack!fic of the day: Reference
Mini-fic crossover crack.
Fandoms: Star Trek 2009 and Supernatural
Characters: Star Trek - Spock, Kirk, assorted bridge crew. Supernatural - Castiel, Dean, Sam, unnamed sorcerer
Warnings: crack, humor, mild cursing. Possible OOC actions.
Sam wasn't quite sure how it had started.
Wait, correction. Actually, he did know. It had all started because of the week's hunt - a sorcerer of some sort. He'd been chanting a spell when Sam and Dean burst in, Castiel in tow (they had decided that it was best to train Cas in how to hunt in case they needed the extra person). The sorcerer cackled something about altered futures, screamed something about a sacrifice, stabbed himself in the heart-
And then everything went to hell.
A strange set of swirling white energy surrounded each of their bodies. Within moments, the glow was nearly blinding.
Dean had just enough time to say "Oh, sh-" before everything around them vanished with a strange tingling sensation.
*****
They had just pulled out of warp at their first official assignment (with their current captain, at least) when it happened.
The comm crackled with the voice of the transporter tech on duty. "Captain! The transporter - we have three signatures incoming!"
Jim Kirk frowned. "We weren't notified that we would be having people beam aboard. Alert security."
"Yes, sir."
"-it!" A different voice, this one male and completely unfamiliar, rang out. A momentary pause followed. "Where the hell are we?"
A pause. "They have weapons, sir-"
"Who are you?" A second voice, also male, but tenor to the first voice's bass.
"I do not believe that we are in the right universe," a third (also male) voice stated. "Nor do I believe that we are in the correct time."
"The right universe?" Kirk mouthed at Spock.
"Hey, uh, you. What year is it?" The first voice.
"St-Stardate twenty-two fifty-eight point four-three." The tech was clearly recovering from the shock. "Hey, who are you? How'd you beam aboard our ship?"
"Twenty-two fifty-eight . . . definitely wrong time, then . . ." Voice Three.
"We're on a ship?" Voice Two, confused.
"Correction, Sammy," the first voice said, glee bleeding through every nuance. "We're on a boat!"
There was a slapping sound, like that of a palm meeting a face. "Dean, honestly . . ."
"I do not understand the reference that you appear to be making." Voice Three. "I have been able to determine our location, however, and discovered that unlike the incident with the Trickster some weeks before, we will not be able to merely play our roles to escape."
Kirk snickered. "Hey, Three sounds kinda like you, Spock."
"Spock?" Voice Two (Sammy) echoed. "Spock? Dude, you know what that means?"
"What?" Voice One (Dean), followed by Voice Three (currently unnamed; Jim dubbed him Other-Spock until further notice).
"We're in the middle of Star Trek!" Voice Two, sounding extremely enthusiastic. "And everything looks really new, too - this is the new Trek! The movie with Karl Urban as McCoy, and-"
A moment of dead silence in the command center.
"You might want to stop babbling all over the place, Sam," Voice Three/Dean commented dryly.
Part One complete.
I admit that this was written for the single purpose of uniting Spock and Castiel in comparing illogical behavior. And going "I do not understand that reference" with each other. In case you don't know, Dean's enthusiastic "We're on a boat!" references the song I'm On A Boat. Believe it or not, there is a Star Trek version of this, called I'm On A Ship.
*gently shoos away idea wanting to air-drop the song into DC Movie 12 away*
Fandoms: Star Trek 2009 and Supernatural
Characters: Star Trek - Spock, Kirk, assorted bridge crew. Supernatural - Castiel, Dean, Sam, unnamed sorcerer
Warnings: crack, humor, mild cursing. Possible OOC actions.
Sam wasn't quite sure how it had started.
Wait, correction. Actually, he did know. It had all started because of the week's hunt - a sorcerer of some sort. He'd been chanting a spell when Sam and Dean burst in, Castiel in tow (they had decided that it was best to train Cas in how to hunt in case they needed the extra person). The sorcerer cackled something about altered futures, screamed something about a sacrifice, stabbed himself in the heart-
And then everything went to hell.
A strange set of swirling white energy surrounded each of their bodies. Within moments, the glow was nearly blinding.
Dean had just enough time to say "Oh, sh-" before everything around them vanished with a strange tingling sensation.
*****
They had just pulled out of warp at their first official assignment (with their current captain, at least) when it happened.
The comm crackled with the voice of the transporter tech on duty. "Captain! The transporter - we have three signatures incoming!"
Jim Kirk frowned. "We weren't notified that we would be having people beam aboard. Alert security."
"Yes, sir."
"-it!" A different voice, this one male and completely unfamiliar, rang out. A momentary pause followed. "Where the hell are we?"
A pause. "They have weapons, sir-"
"Who are you?" A second voice, also male, but tenor to the first voice's bass.
"I do not believe that we are in the right universe," a third (also male) voice stated. "Nor do I believe that we are in the correct time."
"The right universe?" Kirk mouthed at Spock.
"Hey, uh, you. What year is it?" The first voice.
"St-Stardate twenty-two fifty-eight point four-three." The tech was clearly recovering from the shock. "Hey, who are you? How'd you beam aboard our ship?"
"Twenty-two fifty-eight . . . definitely wrong time, then . . ." Voice Three.
"We're on a ship?" Voice Two, confused.
"Correction, Sammy," the first voice said, glee bleeding through every nuance. "We're on a boat!"
There was a slapping sound, like that of a palm meeting a face. "Dean, honestly . . ."
"I do not understand the reference that you appear to be making." Voice Three. "I have been able to determine our location, however, and discovered that unlike the incident with the Trickster some weeks before, we will not be able to merely play our roles to escape."
Kirk snickered. "Hey, Three sounds kinda like you, Spock."
"Spock?" Voice Two (Sammy) echoed. "Spock? Dude, you know what that means?"
"What?" Voice One (Dean), followed by Voice Three (currently unnamed; Jim dubbed him Other-Spock until further notice).
"We're in the middle of Star Trek!" Voice Two, sounding extremely enthusiastic. "And everything looks really new, too - this is the new Trek! The movie with Karl Urban as McCoy, and-"
A moment of dead silence in the command center.
"You might want to stop babbling all over the place, Sam," Voice Three/Dean commented dryly.
Part One complete.
I admit that this was written for the single purpose of uniting Spock and Castiel in comparing illogical behavior. And going "I do not understand that reference" with each other. In case you don't know, Dean's enthusiastic "We're on a boat!" references the song I'm On A Boat. Believe it or not, there is a Star Trek version of this, called I'm On A Ship.
*gently shoos away idea wanting to air-drop the song into DC Movie 12 away*