Author's note: I'm not sure where this one came from, but here are five crossovers, based on the premise that the team traveled to some other era when the solar flare sent them through time in 1969. I haven't identified the fandoms because I thought it would be more fun for you all to try and guess
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So. Ficlet prompt? :)
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Daniel had to admit -- but only to himself -- that Jack probably has a point. To their untutored eyes, the flamboyant everyday dress of the natives of P3X-406 were nearly identical to the extravagant costumes of the performers. But it was more fun to pretend otherwise.
"It's the hats," he explained loftily. "Those purple brims are at least an inch wider than the regular ones, see?"
Jack glared at his expression, including that falsely sweet smile that couldn't hide Daniel's snark from those that knew him best. "I could jam one over your boonie," Jack suggested, his own smile equally poisonous. "I'm sure that could help me tell the difference."
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(Wow, you people are quick.)
Prompt? :)
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But I'm having trouble with #3 and #5. #3 is something I should know, I was all about the space program when I was younger, and #5 is vaguely familiar...
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That's the Vorkosigan Saga, and nicely done! That's a crossover I haven't ever seen.
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Hmm. How about...
Something more along these lines, but with one or more of the team interacting with Miles? Either as Vorkosigan, or as the Little Admiral, whichever grabs your fancy more.
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Even after spending nearly two years with the Tau'ri, he found it difficult to ignore his traditional Jaffa thinking. It was a challenge to accept anyone with even a small physical handicap as a person worthy of life, much less someone to respect. He'd learned to ignore Daniel Jackson's poor eyesight, O'Neill's difficulty with his knees, Captain Carter's relative frailty. But this was beyond anything he'd imagined.
He'd introduced himself as Admiral Naismith: a tiny man, his spine twisted, his neck somehow askew. His head, large and well-shaped, perched on a small and misshapen body. On Chulak, such changelings would have been killed on the birthing stool; yet it was clear that this man had power. The spotless white and grey uniform was subdued, yet the little Admiral wore it with greater flair and projected more mastery of will than Apophis at his most grandiose and gaudy ( ... )
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