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Drabbles: AB/Dracula; House/SGA
A couple of goofy drabbles from the odd crossover drabbles request last month.
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Monster
Anita Blake/Dracula
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cissasghost: Asher/Lucy Westenra (from the original 'Dracula'). Pretend Dracula happend in that world, and was not a book.
He had heard of young Lucy Westenra. How could he not? The Council was abuzz with news of London's new Master: turning and abandoning young girls; easy prey for the vampire hunters that stalked London's streets, emboldened by the massacre of Lucy Westenra.
Asher knew girls like her; young, playing at a woman's knowledge of sexuality, nothing more than children underneath. He had fed from hundreds like Lucy, before the Church murdered Julianna and left him hideously deformed. But Asher never turned one, to be abandoned at the feet of the hunters.
He was not that much of a monster.
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Not Quite Normal
Stargate/House, MD.
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251 words
Forphilstar22: Stargate/House, MD.
And Chase had thought House was bad.
Well, to be fair, House was bad. At least House had been in a normal setting. A normal hospital, normal instruments, normal people. The only thing that hadn't been normal were the diseases.
That much at least was consistent with what he had lying in front of him.
Chase let his head thump onto the table in the conference room. He was under no illusion that the military wanted him; they'd have gone for House in an instant if House hadn't been such a fucking loose canon. What they wanted was someone who could do what House did and keep his damned mouth shut.
And now the UN was telling him about aliens and space travel and unidentifiable diseases. They wanted him to leave the planet. His disbelief had lasted right up until he had seen his first alien.
Chase lifted his head and looked at the offer letter in front of him.
Really, what was standing in his way? Everyone he had cared about was either dead or hated his guts. There was a large amount of danger, but hanging around House had been just as dangerous and was far less satisfying to his ego.
Plus, if he ever got back to Earth, the very large paycheque the UN had waved in his face would be waiting for him.
Robert Chase picked up the pen and signed the paper, committing himself to a two-year tour with the Atlantis Expedition in the Pegasus Galaxy.
Monster
Anita Blake/Dracula
I own nothing.
100 words
For
cissasghost: Asher/Lucy Westenra (from the original 'Dracula'). Pretend Dracula happend in that world, and was not a book.He had heard of young Lucy Westenra. How could he not? The Council was abuzz with news of London's new Master: turning and abandoning young girls; easy prey for the vampire hunters that stalked London's streets, emboldened by the massacre of Lucy Westenra.
Asher knew girls like her; young, playing at a woman's knowledge of sexuality, nothing more than children underneath. He had fed from hundreds like Lucy, before the Church murdered Julianna and left him hideously deformed. But Asher never turned one, to be abandoned at the feet of the hunters.
He was not that much of a monster.
Not Quite Normal
Stargate/House, MD.
I own nothing.
251 words
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philstar22: Stargate/House, MD.And Chase had thought House was bad.
Well, to be fair, House was bad. At least House had been in a normal setting. A normal hospital, normal instruments, normal people. The only thing that hadn't been normal were the diseases.
That much at least was consistent with what he had lying in front of him.
Chase let his head thump onto the table in the conference room. He was under no illusion that the military wanted him; they'd have gone for House in an instant if House hadn't been such a fucking loose canon. What they wanted was someone who could do what House did and keep his damned mouth shut.
And now the UN was telling him about aliens and space travel and unidentifiable diseases. They wanted him to leave the planet. His disbelief had lasted right up until he had seen his first alien.
Chase lifted his head and looked at the offer letter in front of him.
Really, what was standing in his way? Everyone he had cared about was either dead or hated his guts. There was a large amount of danger, but hanging around House had been just as dangerous and was far less satisfying to his ego.
Plus, if he ever got back to Earth, the very large paycheque the UN had waved in his face would be waiting for him.
Robert Chase picked up the pen and signed the paper, committing himself to a two-year tour with the Atlantis Expedition in the Pegasus Galaxy.
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Oh dear. I just had a horrible idea. Chase/Teyla. I think I've been out in the sun too long.
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As for Chase/Teyla.... Here, have a parasol.
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Which would of course when when Chase saves McKay's life, against all odds. Then Sheppard would roll his eyes something fierce and make comments about the Commonwealth sticking together, etc.
See? I'm already writing this in my head. Damn it!
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Plot bunnies are evil sometimes - especially when you already have loads of fic in the works. :x
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Remus is yelling at Harry now, and it's oh-so traumatic for poor writer me.
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Great drabbles.
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Okay, now you need to do a House VS McKay drabble.
Come on, two (brilliant & they know it) snark masters face to face? Talk about loose canons.
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