ladycallie: (Farscape - Zhaan "Believe")
ladycallie ([personal profile] ladycallie) wrote2007-01-02 11:58 pm

Farscape Micro fics

Shameless rec' ing post, I'm not fishing for nominations. I'd honestly forgotten to cross post these here. 


Responses to the "I Love You" mirco fic challenge at Terra Firma. 

A New Song for 1812
106 words

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The tri-colored DRD cautiously approached Moya’s Pilot. Being from another Leviathan had never bothered 1812 before, but because he had a special request to ask of Pilot, he was suddenly very aware that he was different, that he wasn’t connected with the ship and her pilot the way the other DRDs were.

“May I help you?” 

1812 chirped hurriedly, explaining what brought him to the Den quickly, feeling awkward and bothersome.

Pilot tilted his head, silently asking Moya her thoughts about the unusual request.

“Access to music databanks granted DRD 1812.”

Elated whistles burst from the DRD as he started to download lullabies for the baby.
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I'm not sure if this fits the topic of "I love you"..... but it spawned out of WSS:FA-

Sikozu: "If we rescue Aeryn..."
Chiana: "Don't say... 'if'."
Sikozu: "I'm sorry.  Yes.  When we rescue Aeryn...."

Possession
110 words

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Chiana stayed with Crichton as D’Argo moved the lifeless body onto a cart and rolled it away, Sikozu following. Chiana didn’t attempt to touch or go near John as he gazed sightlessly out the viewport. She trailed him to Aeryn’s quarters, watched as John laid down on the bed, knees drawn to his chest. The room smelled of Aeryn, her clothes, fresh from the wash were folded neatly on the shelves.

Chiana darted down the hall, calling into her comm, “D’Argo! Wait!”

Rushing into the bay she opened the crate holding the bioloid corpse. “We-we have to keep her jacket. It’s her favorite. She’ll need it when-when she gets back.”
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"Earth Food" challenge

Sharing
108 words
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"Back off Slugo! I got to it first!" Chiana protectively held the yellow box to her chest.

"Dren. You've already eaten half the box; the rest belong to me."

"So? I think you just want them because I have them. Yeah." The gray girl nodded, shifting away from Rygel.

"Don't frell with me; I had to wait all morning for someone to drive me to the store for this..." the Hynerian gestured. "I've got my E-SAY CheeseY and Jerry is starting soon. So give me the frelling box!"

"No! You can't have it!"

John yelled into the kitchen, "Sparky! Pip! Did you forget that crackers don't matter?"
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