Time: Pre-"Secundus 2" Notes: Hey, a Clara-related drabble! I was looking for inspiration when I saw this prompt and remembered Clara's astronomy hobby. And since I've barely done anything with her in these short fics yet. . . Her comment about diphtheria is from BTTF Part III -- she tells Doc the story when he comments on her being quite knowledgeable about lunar geography.
Clara Clayton loved the night sky. She’d said more than once that the one upside to getting diphtheria was being introduced to the wonders of the stars and moon. Perhaps astronomy wasn’t a usual hobby for women, but it was her passion. She spent hours at night gazing through her telescope, admiring those bright points of light. The trouble was, she was always admiring them alone. Most people considered her strange for having any interest in science at all. She itched to share her thoughts with someone, but there was no one to listen. Until Emmett Brown entered her life.
Time: Post-"Secundus," on the honeymoon Notes: Okay, this is just me and Victor being silly. In "Alice: Madness Returns," Alice has a dress called the Siren for the underwater area that has a seaweed necklace. I came up with a similar outfit for Victor that has a seaweed tie. So yeah, this is me playing around with that idea.
“Victor, what are you doing with that seaweed?” “Adding a tie to my outfit.” “. . .You’re wearing a swimsuit.” “Yes, but I can’t be a proper gentleman without a tie, now can I?” “I would say you’ve been out in the sun too long except I know for a fact you have to hide under our umbrella. Although I will say it’s impressive you can actually knot that into a tie.” “Years of practice. If we are ever invited to a formal beach party, I will be prepared.” “I suppose I should be too. Think this would make a good necklace?”
64) A sweaty man looking at a broken/off fansecundus_castJune 25 2012, 01:41:49 UTC
Time: Post-"Secundus" Notes: This one's slightly risque, so be warned! It's also inspired by the trio of hot days we recently had where I live -- ugh, it was smothering.
“Oooh. . . .” Alice looked up as Victor collapsed next to her on the bed. “I thought you were going to do some work in your lab?” Victor shook his head slowly. “It’s too hot,” he mumbled. “And far, far too humid. The only way I could do any work in the conservatory would be if I tried experimenting naked.” Alice couldn’t help the grin that spread over her face as she pictured that. “Weeelll, we could always do our own little experiments. . . .” “Really? Do you really think either of us has the energy?” Alice considered the temperature and lowered her head. “No.”
74) A woman's lips holding a melting ice cubesecundus_castJune 25 2012, 01:45:37 UTC
Time: Post-"Secundus" Notes: I actually came up with this one as a way to set up the "popsicle" prompt, since I've been wondering how I'm going to do that. Sucking on an ice cube to cool off is something I've done before on hot days. I imagine Doc made their ice box so it can make its own ice cubes -- a smaller version of the contraption he has in Part III.
“What are you sucking on?” Alice poked the little chunk of ice into her cheek with her tongue. “Ice cube,” she said, voice slightly muffled. “Oh.” Victor tilted his head curiously. “Does it really cool you off?” “Try one and see. There’s more in the ice box.” Victor went to investigate. A few minutes later, he was back, sucking on his own piece of ice. “Oooh - this is very nice,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “Isn’t it?” Alice started to lean back herself, then noticed Victor looking thoughtful. “What?” “I was just thinking. . .is it possible to - flavor these?”
Time: Post-"Secundus," few days after "74) A woman's lips holding a melting ice cube" Notes: And here's the follow-up to the above! Granted, Victor's little invention doesn't have sticks, but I think it captures the spirit of the famous treat.
“Whew, it’s warm!” “I know,” Victor said, then smiled. “Would you like a cold treat?” “Whatever you got,” Marty said gratefully. “All right, just a moment.” Victor disappeared into the house for a bit, then returned carrying a small bowl. “Here, try these.” Marty peered inside. “They’re - reddish ice cubes?” “Frozen juice,” Victor explained with a grin. “I got the idea a few days ago. They’re good.” Marty curiously popped one into his mouth. A nice coolness spread over his tongue, coupled with the taste of apple juice. He smiled at his friend. “Think you hit a winner there, Victor.”
86) Author's choice: checksecundus_castJune 29 2012, 02:10:06 UTC
Time: Post-"Secundus," pre-"Secundus 2" Notes: Prompt taken from a Thursday drabble prompt at charloft about the many meanings and uses of the word "check." I went with "checking up on things," which naturally lent itself to Alice asking Victor to make sure nothing was going to set their house on fire. It's a persistent fear she has, and she never quite gets over it. Can you blame her?
“So?” “I checked everything,” Victor told her, slipping into bed again. “Every candle is out, every lamp is extinguished, and every log in every fireplace is dead. There’s nothing that could cause disaster should it fall over or roll out.” Alice nodded, feeling rather silly now. “I’m sorry I made you do that,” she mumbled. “I just - that nightmare--” “I understand,” Victor whispered, pulling her close. “I don’t mind, really.” Alice hugged him tight. She knew one day he’d have to leave her - there was no helping that. But, with God as her witness, it would not be by fire.
Time: Post-"Secundus," on the honeymoon Notes: Mildly risque! I decided I wanted to write something about Alice sort of seducing Victor on their honeymoon. It would be just like him to have an attack of nerves right before the "main event," wouldn't it?
“Alice?” “Yes?” “I’m - I’m n-nervous. Very nervous. I m-mean, I know we’ve - that is, we’ve - ah--” Alice smiled at her new husband. “I know what you mean,” she said. “I’m nervous too. But - well, I always think actions speak louder than words. . . .” With that, she began undressing in front of him. She didn’t have much experience in being sultry, but the way Victor’s eyes bugged out seemed to be a good sign. Finally, once she was down to her corset and drawers, he grabbed her tight. “I want you,” he breathed. Alice turned and kissed him. “I want you too.”
Time: Pre-"Secundus" -- Victor's very early childhood Notes: William-centered drabble! I figured I ought to do something about him and his one true love: the fishing industry. It is a little sad, though -- William genuinely did want to share this with Victor. He had no idea what to do when his son turned out to be not the business type.
There were few things in life that gave William Van Dort more pleasure than standing on the dock and watching the fishing boats come in. He stood proudly by as the sailors unloaded their nets onto the wood, bass, cod and salmon flopping everywhere. Such good men. Rough around the edges, to be sure - wouldn’t let Nell within three feet of them - but they kept the wheels of commerce turning. And it was best to inspect the fish at their freshest - nothing but the best for his customers! He hoped his son would like this as much as he did.
38) arts and craftssecundus_castJuly 2 2012, 01:25:05 UTC
Time: Post-"Secundus 2" Notes: Just some adorable kid-centered fluff. I was actually going to use Lorina for this, but then I realized I actually hadn't done much with Chester for a while. So he got substituted in.
Victor didn’t really think much of it when Chester brought in a bundle of short sticks from the backyard. Nor did he pay much attention when his eldest got his hands on some wire and a cotton puffball. He did, however, find it a little strange to see his son raiding the scraps bag for pieces of colorful cloth. “What are you up to?” “You’ll see!” Chester wandered off with his prizes, leaving behind a very curious father. Three hours later, said curiosity was satisfied as Victor was presented with the most adorable sculpture of a butterfly he’d ever seen.
47) salt water taffysecundus_castJuly 2 2012, 01:29:00 UTC
Time: Post-"Secundus 2" Notes: Looked this up, and apparently this is a staple of the New Jersey boardwalk scene, where it was invented. So our characters gotta get it by mail. Uncle Artie and Aunt Sylvia are references to the people who would be Marty's grandpa and grandma if the family tree worked properly. In this world, Artie is George's twin brother, who lives in Jersey. (We might see a bit of him in "Secundus 2.")
“Salt water taffy?” “Yeah - my Uncle Artie and Aunt Sylvia sent us some from New Jersey,” Marty said. “Apparently it’s taffy, just with - salt water?” “Well, we may as well see if it’s as good as the other kind. May I try a piece?” “Be my guest. You can be official candy taste tester, Victor.” “Heh - if only that were a real job. . .” Victor popped the piece into his mouth and began to chew. “So? How is it?” “Gut. . .” Victor managed a smile. Marty snickered. “Okay then, I guess we’ve discovered it’s at least as sticky as regular old taffy. . . .”
Notes: Hey, a Clara-related drabble! I was looking for inspiration when I saw this prompt and remembered Clara's astronomy hobby. And since I've barely done anything with her in these short fics yet. . . Her comment about diphtheria is from BTTF Part III -- she tells Doc the story when he comments on her being quite knowledgeable about lunar geography.
Clara Clayton loved the night sky. She’d said more than once that the one upside to getting diphtheria was being introduced to the wonders of the stars and moon. Perhaps astronomy wasn’t a usual hobby for women, but it was her passion. She spent hours at night gazing through her telescope, admiring those bright points of light.
The trouble was, she was always admiring them alone. Most people considered her strange for having any interest in science at all. She itched to share her thoughts with someone, but there was no one to listen.
Until Emmett Brown entered her life.
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Notes: Okay, this is just me and Victor being silly. In "Alice: Madness Returns," Alice has a dress called the Siren for the underwater area that has a seaweed necklace. I came up with a similar outfit for Victor that has a seaweed tie. So yeah, this is me playing around with that idea.
“Victor, what are you doing with that seaweed?”
“Adding a tie to my outfit.”
“. . .You’re wearing a swimsuit.”
“Yes, but I can’t be a proper gentleman without a tie, now can I?”
“I would say you’ve been out in the sun too long except I know for a fact you have to hide under our umbrella. Although I will say it’s impressive you can actually knot that into a tie.”
“Years of practice. If we are ever invited to a formal beach party, I will be prepared.”
“I suppose I should be too. Think this would make a good necklace?”
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Notes: This one's slightly risque, so be warned! It's also inspired by the trio of hot days we recently had where I live -- ugh, it was smothering.
“Oooh. . . .”
Alice looked up as Victor collapsed next to her on the bed. “I thought you were going to do some work in your lab?”
Victor shook his head slowly. “It’s too hot,” he mumbled. “And far, far too humid. The only way I could do any work in the conservatory would be if I tried experimenting naked.”
Alice couldn’t help the grin that spread over her face as she pictured that. “Weeelll, we could always do our own little experiments. . . .”
“Really? Do you really think either of us has the energy?”
Alice considered the temperature and lowered her head. “No.”
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Notes: I actually came up with this one as a way to set up the "popsicle" prompt, since I've been wondering how I'm going to do that. Sucking on an ice cube to cool off is something I've done before on hot days. I imagine Doc made their ice box so it can make its own ice cubes -- a smaller version of the contraption he has in Part III.
“What are you sucking on?”
Alice poked the little chunk of ice into her cheek with her tongue. “Ice cube,” she said, voice slightly muffled.
“Oh.” Victor tilted his head curiously. “Does it really cool you off?”
“Try one and see. There’s more in the ice box.”
Victor went to investigate. A few minutes later, he was back, sucking on his own piece of ice. “Oooh - this is very nice,” he said, leaning back in his chair.
“Isn’t it?” Alice started to lean back herself, then noticed Victor looking thoughtful. “What?”
“I was just thinking. . .is it possible to - flavor these?”
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Notes: And here's the follow-up to the above! Granted, Victor's little invention doesn't have sticks, but I think it captures the spirit of the famous treat.
“Whew, it’s warm!”
“I know,” Victor said, then smiled. “Would you like a cold treat?”
“Whatever you got,” Marty said gratefully.
“All right, just a moment.” Victor disappeared into the house for a bit, then returned carrying a small bowl. “Here, try these.”
Marty peered inside. “They’re - reddish ice cubes?”
“Frozen juice,” Victor explained with a grin. “I got the idea a few days ago. They’re good.”
Marty curiously popped one into his mouth. A nice coolness spread over his tongue, coupled with the taste of apple juice. He smiled at his friend. “Think you hit a winner there, Victor.”
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Notes: Prompt taken from a Thursday drabble prompt at charloft about the many meanings and uses of the word "check." I went with "checking up on things," which naturally lent itself to Alice asking Victor to make sure nothing was going to set their house on fire. It's a persistent fear she has, and she never quite gets over it. Can you blame her?
“So?”
“I checked everything,” Victor told her, slipping into bed again. “Every candle is out, every lamp is extinguished, and every log in every fireplace is dead. There’s nothing that could cause disaster should it fall over or roll out.”
Alice nodded, feeling rather silly now. “I’m sorry I made you do that,” she mumbled. “I just - that nightmare--”
“I understand,” Victor whispered, pulling her close. “I don’t mind, really.”
Alice hugged him tight. She knew one day he’d have to leave her - there was no helping that.
But, with God as her witness, it would not be by fire.
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Notes: Mildly risque! I decided I wanted to write something about Alice sort of seducing Victor on their honeymoon. It would be just like him to have an attack of nerves right before the "main event," wouldn't it?
“Alice?”
“Yes?”
“I’m - I’m n-nervous. Very nervous. I m-mean, I know we’ve - that is, we’ve - ah--”
Alice smiled at her new husband. “I know what you mean,” she said. “I’m nervous too. But - well, I always think actions speak louder than words. . . .”
With that, she began undressing in front of him. She didn’t have much experience in being sultry, but the way Victor’s eyes bugged out seemed to be a good sign. Finally, once she was down to her corset and drawers, he grabbed her tight. “I want you,” he breathed.
Alice turned and kissed him. “I want you too.”
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Notes: William-centered drabble! I figured I ought to do something about him and his one true love: the fishing industry. It is a little sad, though -- William genuinely did want to share this with Victor. He had no idea what to do when his son turned out to be not the business type.
There were few things in life that gave William Van Dort more pleasure than standing on the dock and watching the fishing boats come in. He stood proudly by as the sailors unloaded their nets onto the wood, bass, cod and salmon flopping everywhere. Such good men. Rough around the edges, to be sure - wouldn’t let Nell within three feet of them - but they kept the wheels of commerce turning. And it was best to inspect the fish at their freshest - nothing but the best for his customers!
He hoped his son would like this as much as he did.
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Notes: Just some adorable kid-centered fluff. I was actually going to use Lorina for this, but then I realized I actually hadn't done much with Chester for a while. So he got substituted in.
Victor didn’t really think much of it when Chester brought in a bundle of short sticks from the backyard. Nor did he pay much attention when his eldest got his hands on some wire and a cotton puffball. He did, however, find it a little strange to see his son raiding the scraps bag for pieces of colorful cloth. “What are you up to?”
“You’ll see!” Chester wandered off with his prizes, leaving behind a very curious father.
Three hours later, said curiosity was satisfied as Victor was presented with the most adorable sculpture of a butterfly he’d ever seen.
Reply
Notes: Looked this up, and apparently this is a staple of the New Jersey boardwalk scene, where it was invented. So our characters gotta get it by mail. Uncle Artie and Aunt Sylvia are references to the people who would be Marty's grandpa and grandma if the family tree worked properly. In this world, Artie is George's twin brother, who lives in Jersey. (We might see a bit of him in "Secundus 2.")
“Salt water taffy?”
“Yeah - my Uncle Artie and Aunt Sylvia sent us some from New Jersey,” Marty said. “Apparently it’s taffy, just with - salt water?”
“Well, we may as well see if it’s as good as the other kind. May I try a piece?”
“Be my guest. You can be official candy taste tester, Victor.”
“Heh - if only that were a real job. . .” Victor popped the piece into his mouth and began to chew.
“So? How is it?”
“Gut. . .” Victor managed a smile.
Marty snickered. “Okay then, I guess we’ve discovered it’s at least as sticky as regular old taffy. . . .”
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