Drabble: Someone to Break the Spell
So... ummm...
When I saw the the new fandom stocking submission post, I maybe kinda sorta realized that I actually never re-posted all my stocking stuffers from last year to my journal... Oops. So I'll try to get that out of the way over the next few days. Starting with a drabble I wrote for the wonderful dark_aegis.
Title: Drabble: Someone to Break the Spell
Author:
yamx
Beta:
canaana
Characters: Ten, Donna
Rating: All Ages
Spoilers: DW: Partners in Crime
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction; the characters are the property of the BBC and used here without permission. No money was made.
Summary: Sometimes, that's all it takes.
A/N: Set somewhere in season four.
Someone to Break the Spell
The Doctor stood staring down into the Grand Canyon. With a nudge of his red trainer, he pushed a pebble over the edge. It tumbled down, hitting the rocks, being eroded chip by chip, and finally disappearing into nothingness. Insignificant.
Coming here had been a bad idea. Donna had asked to, and, wanting to avoid crowds and boring guardrails, he'd taken her in 1,000 B.C.
He'd never realized how depressing the place could be without the hustle and bustle of tourists.
"Oi! Spaceman!" Donna angrily waved her large, purple straw hat. "Where are the bloody donkey rides?"
The Doctor grinned.
Crossposted at http://yamx.dreamwidth.org/62403.html.
When I saw the the new fandom stocking submission post, I maybe kinda sorta realized that I actually never re-posted all my stocking stuffers from last year to my journal... Oops. So I'll try to get that out of the way over the next few days. Starting with a drabble I wrote for the wonderful dark_aegis.
Title: Drabble: Someone to Break the Spell
Author:
yamx
Beta:
canaana
Characters: Ten, Donna
Rating: All Ages
Spoilers: DW: Partners in Crime
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction; the characters are the property of the BBC and used here without permission. No money was made.
Summary: Sometimes, that's all it takes.
A/N: Set somewhere in season four.
Someone to Break the Spell
The Doctor stood staring down into the Grand Canyon. With a nudge of his red trainer, he pushed a pebble over the edge. It tumbled down, hitting the rocks, being eroded chip by chip, and finally disappearing into nothingness. Insignificant.
Coming here had been a bad idea. Donna had asked to, and, wanting to avoid crowds and boring guardrails, he'd taken her in 1,000 B.C.
He'd never realized how depressing the place could be without the hustle and bustle of tourists.
"Oi! Spaceman!" Donna angrily waved her large, purple straw hat. "Where are the bloody donkey rides?"
The Doctor grinned.
Crossposted at http://yamx.dreamwidth.org/62403.html.