Fic: Dating in the Workplace (PG-13, many pairings) ... Craaaaack.
Title: Dating in the Workplace
Rating: PG-13, for implied sex and wrongness.
Characters/Pairings: Ooh, boy. Doctors 1-7, various companions both TV and Big Finish. Pairings include Ian/Barbara, Ben/Polly, Two/Jamie, Brigadier/Benton, Four/Romana II, Tegan/Nyssa, Peri/Erimem, Five/Turlough, Ace/Hex, and a few others that I don't really want to go into here, for reasons which will become clear.
Beta: Many thanks to ponygirl72 for her fantastic assistance and for the use of a couple of sentences :o)
Summary: If anyone had asked the Doctor whether he begrudged his companions their interpersonal relationships, he would’ve denied it strenuously, with much hand-waving and/or babbling. Because it was true! For the most part.
Notes: My very first attempt at proper crackfic. I made my beta reach for the brain-bleach on two separate occasions, so I'm assured that I succeeded :o) It should be noted that this fic was thought up after spending far too long reading through the masterlists on here :o)
Spoilers: Fairly minor for Utopia.
Warnings: Craaaaack. Potentially brain-breaking scenarios, have your bleach on standby.
Cross-posted to: dwfiction, dw_slash, dw_femslash and loves_them_all.
"What are we supposed to do, hang a sign on the door handle?"
Rating: PG-13, for implied sex and wrongness.
Characters/Pairings: Ooh, boy. Doctors 1-7, various companions both TV and Big Finish. Pairings include Ian/Barbara, Ben/Polly, Two/Jamie, Brigadier/Benton, Four/Romana II, Tegan/Nyssa, Peri/Erimem, Five/Turlough, Ace/Hex, and a few others that I don't really want to go into here, for reasons which will become clear.
Beta: Many thanks to ponygirl72 for her fantastic assistance and for the use of a couple of sentences :o)
Summary: If anyone had asked the Doctor whether he begrudged his companions their interpersonal relationships, he would’ve denied it strenuously, with much hand-waving and/or babbling. Because it was true! For the most part.
Notes: My very first attempt at proper crackfic. I made my beta reach for the brain-bleach on two separate occasions, so I'm assured that I succeeded :o) It should be noted that this fic was thought up after spending far too long reading through the masterlists on here :o)
Spoilers: Fairly minor for Utopia.
Warnings: Craaaaack. Potentially brain-breaking scenarios, have your bleach on standby.
Cross-posted to: dwfiction, dw_slash, dw_femslash and loves_them_all.
"What are we supposed to do, hang a sign on the door handle?"