Bandom in space
So the other day, songgirl12 and I were talking about cracked out crossovers, like you do. Well, like other people do, anyway. Historically, I don't because despite my love of OTHER people's crackfic, my own fannish participation has always been Serious Business. Until now.
Then, yesterday Pete Wentz getting sucked through a wormhole and lost in some distant part of the galaxy appeared in my comments. Not to be outdone by Pete Wentz on Moya (though I suspect I might have been) I give you Gabe Saporta on the Tardis. *hands*
For all their bravado, cynicism and defensiveness, humans can be bizarrely trusting creatures. He's always known that. He's just never known a sane one who was willing to blithely put so much faith in a harbinger of the apocalypse.
So he says that, in those words, and he makes sure to put as much incredulous disbelief into his voice as possible, "What, exactly, inspired you to blithely put so much faith in a harbinger of the apocalypse?"
Gabe blinks at him, "You've already almost gotten me killed twice and The Cobra didn't almost get me killed at all. So right now, I trust The Cobra more than you." He's trying for deadpan, but it's not really successful and his lips are curling up in a smirk like he's playing. He's always playing. Gabe Saporta hasn't done anything sincerely since they met, when he slid up beside the Doctor and slipped one arm around his shoulder and said "that suit's kind of pussy" which wasn't very effective as a come-on, actually, but he'd kind of had to go with it because at that point he hadn't figured out who the alien was possessing (and how does Torchwood keep finding new species of aliens? Do they manufacture them? It's ridiculous, is what it is).
By the time he figured out Gabe wasn't possessed, Gabe has been a little too involved in the search. (It's not his fault Gabe kind of acted like an orgasmic energy eating alien).
By the time he figured out Gabe's guitarist was possessed, he'd told Gabe a little too much. Gabe might not have been impressed with the suit, but he was really, really impressed by the sonic screwdriver.
"I've *saved* the world. Multiple times. That's the opposite of apocalypse. And I saved you AND YOUR ENTIRE BAND from an orgasmic energy eating alien." Humans can be amazing. Sometimes they can also make him really, really testy.
"Yeah, uh huh," Gabe sounds unconvinced, "Did that Martha girl you've been talking about for days trust you despite the imminent death? Because it sounds like she left. I mean, I hate to bring up what's clearly a sensitive subject, but . . ."
The Doctor grits his teeth. He's only almost gotten Gabe killed once (and even that's arguable) and the second time was really not his fault, though in hindsight he probably should have known better than to take Gabe to an intergalactic reptile emporium. Next stop, Gabe is not allowed to talk to anyone.
Gabe stretches lazily and sprawls across the Tardis controls suggestively, then quickly feigns fascination with the buttons and switches when the Doctor starts glaring. He picks a button at random and hovers his hand over it, not quite touching it, and says kind of throatily, "Hey, come over here and show me what this does."
"Don't. Touch. Anything."
Gabe has also been trying to get in his pants for days (at least he's given up insulting the suit). Gabe reminds him more than a little of Jack Harkness except that for one thing, Gabe is kind of thrilled by the sonic screwdriver and for another, Jack, at least, would have the proper respect for harbingers of the apocalypse.
He's glowering again. He must be, because Gabe breaks into a grin (it can't even be called a smirk anymore, really, it's too delighted for that) and says, "you know, you really shouldn't take yourself so seriously. I can help you out with that. It's kind of like my calling."
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Right, so I've lost my mind. Whoever provides me with Gerard Way on Serenity or any member of Panic! as a cylon gets my undying devotion.
Then, yesterday Pete Wentz getting sucked through a wormhole and lost in some distant part of the galaxy appeared in my comments. Not to be outdone by Pete Wentz on Moya (though I suspect I might have been) I give you Gabe Saporta on the Tardis. *hands*
For all their bravado, cynicism and defensiveness, humans can be bizarrely trusting creatures. He's always known that. He's just never known a sane one who was willing to blithely put so much faith in a harbinger of the apocalypse.
So he says that, in those words, and he makes sure to put as much incredulous disbelief into his voice as possible, "What, exactly, inspired you to blithely put so much faith in a harbinger of the apocalypse?"
Gabe blinks at him, "You've already almost gotten me killed twice and The Cobra didn't almost get me killed at all. So right now, I trust The Cobra more than you." He's trying for deadpan, but it's not really successful and his lips are curling up in a smirk like he's playing. He's always playing. Gabe Saporta hasn't done anything sincerely since they met, when he slid up beside the Doctor and slipped one arm around his shoulder and said "that suit's kind of pussy" which wasn't very effective as a come-on, actually, but he'd kind of had to go with it because at that point he hadn't figured out who the alien was possessing (and how does Torchwood keep finding new species of aliens? Do they manufacture them? It's ridiculous, is what it is).
By the time he figured out Gabe wasn't possessed, Gabe has been a little too involved in the search. (It's not his fault Gabe kind of acted like an orgasmic energy eating alien).
By the time he figured out Gabe's guitarist was possessed, he'd told Gabe a little too much. Gabe might not have been impressed with the suit, but he was really, really impressed by the sonic screwdriver.
"I've *saved* the world. Multiple times. That's the opposite of apocalypse. And I saved you AND YOUR ENTIRE BAND from an orgasmic energy eating alien." Humans can be amazing. Sometimes they can also make him really, really testy.
"Yeah, uh huh," Gabe sounds unconvinced, "Did that Martha girl you've been talking about for days trust you despite the imminent death? Because it sounds like she left. I mean, I hate to bring up what's clearly a sensitive subject, but . . ."
The Doctor grits his teeth. He's only almost gotten Gabe killed once (and even that's arguable) and the second time was really not his fault, though in hindsight he probably should have known better than to take Gabe to an intergalactic reptile emporium. Next stop, Gabe is not allowed to talk to anyone.
Gabe stretches lazily and sprawls across the Tardis controls suggestively, then quickly feigns fascination with the buttons and switches when the Doctor starts glaring. He picks a button at random and hovers his hand over it, not quite touching it, and says kind of throatily, "Hey, come over here and show me what this does."
"Don't. Touch. Anything."
Gabe has also been trying to get in his pants for days (at least he's given up insulting the suit). Gabe reminds him more than a little of Jack Harkness except that for one thing, Gabe is kind of thrilled by the sonic screwdriver and for another, Jack, at least, would have the proper respect for harbingers of the apocalypse.
He's glowering again. He must be, because Gabe breaks into a grin (it can't even be called a smirk anymore, really, it's too delighted for that) and says, "you know, you really shouldn't take yourself so seriously. I can help you out with that. It's kind of like my calling."
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Right, so I've lost my mind. Whoever provides me with Gerard Way on Serenity or any member of Panic! as a cylon gets my undying devotion.