70) A city street at dusk, with open-air cafessecundus_castAugust 19 2012, 18:16:10 UTC
Time: Post-"Secundus 2" Notes: I really wanted to use this for somebody's date, and it ended up being Chester and Allison's first! I thought it was a cute, romantic moment. And yes, Chester does get a lot of playful flack for being a near-clone of his father in looks and falling for a girl named "Allison."
“What are you going to have?” “Oh, probably a salad to start, then maybe the chicken. . .you?” “I like the description they have of the duck. I’ll probably try that.” Allison nodded, then smiled at her date. “This was a wonderful idea, Chester. Sitting outside, enjoying the fresh air. . . .” “I thought you’d like it,” Chester grinned. “I almost took you to The Roofless instead, but I’m glad I didn’t.” “Oh? Why did you change your mind?” “Well. . .my parents’ first date was there, and. . .I get enough teasing from my siblings about having a crush on a girl named Allison.”
25) snorkelsecundus_castAugust 26 2012, 22:42:20 UTC
Time: Post-"Secundus," Richard and Emily's honeymoon Notes: Sort of a companion fic to 9) cabana -- deciding on Richard and Emily honeymooning in a tropical location suddenly made filling at least one or two of these prompts a lot easier. Case in point, this one. I thought my twist on it was amusing.
“Excuse me, sir? Madam?” Richard poked his head out of their cabana to see a man standing there, smiling. “It’s both,” he replied. “We’re on our honeymoon.” “Excellent!” the man replied, holding up a curved tube. “Can I interest you in doing some snorkeling together, then? It’s the latest thing - this tube provides all the oxygen you need to stay under the water, admiring the ocean, for hours!” “A tempting offer,” Richard said, then opened the cabana to reveal his own mechanical body and Emily’s Reanimated one. “But as you can see, we don’t really need to breathe at all.”
98) Author's choice: thumbtacksecundus_castAugust 26 2012, 22:52:54 UTC
Time: Vague "Secundus" Notes: You're probably thinking this is a weird one -- why did I write a fic where Victor and Marty are musing on and praising thumbtacks? Well, it's because of a fic I'm working on, "Finding You." In it, Victor's been sent to the Houndsditch Home of "Alice: Madness Returns" in the wake of Corpse Bride, where he makes friends with Alice before the events of the game. Somehow, in one of the chapters, the idea of hanging things on the wall became a minor plot point. And this is when I discovered two things:
1. in the game itself, Alice's drawings are apparently held up by magical sticky paper; 2. that the most logical way to hang up these drawings, thumbtacks (or drawing pins), weren't invented until around 1903.
I eventually solved the problem (via a variation of Marty's final joke in this, in fact), but I decided that, to save myself grief, thumbtacks got invented early in the Secundus-verse.
Yes I wrote a spitefic about thumbtacks shut up. Now on with the fic itself, which probably isn't nearly as amusing
( ... )
Time: Pre-"Secundus" Notes: The 88th comment naturally has to be about Doc and Marty. :D This one was inspired by Doc's little speech about how he came up with the flux capacitor in Part I: "I was standing on my toilet, hanging a clock. The porcelain was wet -- I slipped, hit my head on the edge of the sink -- and when I came to, I had a revelation -- a vision! A picture in my head -- a picture of this! This is what makes time travel possible -- the flux capacitor!" I figured the method of discovery deserved a little ribbing from Marty, and this resulted. Originally I had a modified version of the speech in there, but I couldn't get it under wordcount.
“You know what I always found hilarious about your ‘flux capacitor’ story, Doc?” “Er, no,” Doc said, frowning at his young assistant. “I wasn’t aware there was anything hilarious about coming up with a viable time travel device.” “You seriously got an idea by falling off the toilet.” “I was standing on the toilet, Marty, not sitting on it. There’s a difference
( ... )
Time: Post-"Secundus" Notes: I'm surprised it took me this long to come up with an "Alice and Victor" cooking together fic for this. I got inspired by remembering how some recipes say to add a "dash of salt" -- what is that, exactly? Victor's comment about the last time he tried cooking refers to a minor headcanon I once mentioned in charloft -- when he was nine, he tried to make chicken soup for himself, but burned his hand and had to get first aid from their cook.
“Add a dash of salt. . .er - how much is a dash?” “Aunt Susan said it was one shake of the shaker.” “Oh.” Victor picked up the salt and shook it once over their soup. “And then let simmer.” “Which means keeping it right below a boil,” Alice said, adjusting the heat. “Ah. You know quite a lot about cooking.” “Not really. I just know a few simple meals.” “You still know more than me. The last time I tried to make soup, I burned myself.” “Well, just keep your hands off the burners and you’ll automatically do better this time.”
Time: Pre-"Secundus" Notes: I knew I wanted to do this prompt about "father grilling daughter's potential date," but I was undecided about who should be the players. Eventually, I settled on Father Parker grilling Marty early in his relationship with Jennifer. Jennifer's dad actually rather likes Marty -- he just feels a bit protective of his little girl. He loosens up eventually.
“So. You like my daughter.” “Yes sir. Very much. May I see her, please?” “Your father writes science fiction stories, doesn’t he?” “He recently got a book published, Mr. Parker. People have said he might be the next Jules Verne.” “Hmm. How about you, what do you want to do for a living?” “I’m hoping to be a musician.” “A musician? Do you really think that’ll bring in enough money to support Jennifer?” “Dad!” Jennifer protested, feeling her face going red. “Stop scaring him! He’s here to talk to me for a hour, not drag me off to the chapel!”
Notes: I really wanted to use this for somebody's date, and it ended up being Chester and Allison's first! I thought it was a cute, romantic moment. And yes, Chester does get a lot of playful flack for being a near-clone of his father in looks and falling for a girl named "Allison."
“What are you going to have?”
“Oh, probably a salad to start, then maybe the chicken. . .you?”
“I like the description they have of the duck. I’ll probably try that.”
Allison nodded, then smiled at her date. “This was a wonderful idea, Chester. Sitting outside, enjoying the fresh air. . . .”
“I thought you’d like it,” Chester grinned. “I almost took you to The Roofless instead, but I’m glad I didn’t.”
“Oh? Why did you change your mind?”
“Well. . .my parents’ first date was there, and. . .I get enough teasing from my siblings about having a crush on a girl named Allison.”
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Notes: Sort of a companion fic to 9) cabana -- deciding on Richard and Emily honeymooning in a tropical location suddenly made filling at least one or two of these prompts a lot easier. Case in point, this one. I thought my twist on it was amusing.
“Excuse me, sir? Madam?”
Richard poked his head out of their cabana to see a man standing there, smiling. “It’s both,” he replied. “We’re on our honeymoon.”
“Excellent!” the man replied, holding up a curved tube. “Can I interest you in doing some snorkeling together, then? It’s the latest thing - this tube provides all the oxygen you need to stay under the water, admiring the ocean, for hours!”
“A tempting offer,” Richard said, then opened the cabana to reveal his own mechanical body and Emily’s Reanimated one. “But as you can see, we don’t really need to breathe at all.”
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Notes: You're probably thinking this is a weird one -- why did I write a fic where Victor and Marty are musing on and praising thumbtacks? Well, it's because of a fic I'm working on, "Finding You." In it, Victor's been sent to the Houndsditch Home of "Alice: Madness Returns" in the wake of Corpse Bride, where he makes friends with Alice before the events of the game. Somehow, in one of the chapters, the idea of hanging things on the wall became a minor plot point. And this is when I discovered two things:
1. in the game itself, Alice's drawings are apparently held up by magical sticky paper;
2. that the most logical way to hang up these drawings, thumbtacks (or drawing pins), weren't invented until around 1903.
I eventually solved the problem (via a variation of Marty's final joke in this, in fact), but I decided that, to save myself grief, thumbtacks got invented early in the Secundus-verse.
Yes I wrote a spitefic about thumbtacks shut up. Now on with the fic itself, which probably isn't nearly as amusing ( ... )
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Notes: The 88th comment naturally has to be about Doc and Marty. :D This one was inspired by Doc's little speech about how he came up with the flux capacitor in Part I: "I was standing on my toilet, hanging a clock. The porcelain was wet -- I slipped, hit my head on the edge of the sink -- and when I came to, I had a revelation -- a vision! A picture in my head -- a picture of this! This is what makes time travel possible -- the flux capacitor!" I figured the method of discovery deserved a little ribbing from Marty, and this resulted. Originally I had a modified version of the speech in there, but I couldn't get it under wordcount.
“You know what I always found hilarious about your ‘flux capacitor’ story, Doc?”
“Er, no,” Doc said, frowning at his young assistant. “I wasn’t aware there was anything hilarious about coming up with a viable time travel device.”
“You seriously got an idea by falling off the toilet.”
“I was standing on the toilet, Marty, not sitting on it. There’s a difference ( ... )
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Notes: I'm surprised it took me this long to come up with an "Alice and Victor" cooking together fic for this. I got inspired by remembering how some recipes say to add a "dash of salt" -- what is that, exactly? Victor's comment about the last time he tried cooking refers to a minor headcanon I once mentioned in charloft -- when he was nine, he tried to make chicken soup for himself, but burned his hand and had to get first aid from their cook.
“Add a dash of salt. . .er - how much is a dash?”
“Aunt Susan said it was one shake of the shaker.”
“Oh.” Victor picked up the salt and shook it once over their soup. “And then let simmer.”
“Which means keeping it right below a boil,” Alice said, adjusting the heat.
“Ah. You know quite a lot about cooking.”
“Not really. I just know a few simple meals.”
“You still know more than me. The last time I tried to make soup, I burned myself.”
“Well, just keep your hands off the burners and you’ll automatically do better this time.”
Reply
Notes: I knew I wanted to do this prompt about "father grilling daughter's potential date," but I was undecided about who should be the players. Eventually, I settled on Father Parker grilling Marty early in his relationship with Jennifer. Jennifer's dad actually rather likes Marty -- he just feels a bit protective of his little girl. He loosens up eventually.
“So. You like my daughter.”
“Yes sir. Very much. May I see her, please?”
“Your father writes science fiction stories, doesn’t he?”
“He recently got a book published, Mr. Parker. People have said he might be the next Jules Verne.”
“Hmm. How about you, what do you want to do for a living?”
“I’m hoping to be a musician.”
“A musician? Do you really think that’ll bring in enough money to support Jennifer?”
“Dad!” Jennifer protested, feeling her face going red. “Stop scaring him! He’s here to talk to me for a hour, not drag me off to the chapel!”
Reply
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