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cygna_himeTitle: Because of Quantum
Part: 1/2 or more
Subtitle: OMG. WTF am I on?!
Genre: Fusion, Cracktastic
Fandom: That would be telling.
Summary: This world has probably never shown up in a Quantum Mirror. This is just because the Narrative Gods of Comedy have yet to catch wind of it.
Notes: Not written on a sugar high, or any other kind of high. I'm just that crazy.
It was a dark and stormy night—only without the storm, and isn’t ‘dark night’ redundant? So, it was a clear night lit by moon, stars, and distant light pollution, the perfect night for the forces of good to be out and about.
And they were. The giant bird flew down the street, scattering destruction in its wake, but at the end of the road a figure stood waiting for it. The figure watched the magical creature approach, then said,
“Uh, Ronon? Do you have any idea how I’m supposed to stop it?”
The figure (a boy, from the height and voice) threw himself to the ground as the bird swooped over him, giant claws barely missing his back. From somewhere in the sky, a voice called, “Sorry, kid! You’re on your own!”
“Great,” John griped, “just great. Ack!” The bird had circled around for another pass. John jumped onto his skateboard and started down the steep hill as fast as he could. Nothing to worry about, he told himself. You’ve been down this street every day for years. You could skate this in your sleep.
Unfortunately, he was not being pursued by giant magical birds in his sleep. That made it much harder.
There had to be some way he could touch the stupid thing without getting caught and dismembered. Ronon said the other card—Kaze, or whatever—would only work if he could get close enough to the bird to use it. His day was just getting better and better.
Wait a minute…John looked sideways at the curve of the wall running down the street. He’d always wanted to try this…
He landed on top of the bird exactly as he’d planned, except for the part where he fell and rolled for a few feet before grabbing onto what looked like feathers but probably weren’t. “Wind become a binding chain!” he shouted, mildly horrified at how stupid he sounded. “Kaze!”
“Return to the shape you were meant to be in! Atlantis Card!”
“So,” he asked Ronon when he’d found the so-called Guardian again (in a briar patch), “what does this do?”
The winged beast shook his fluffy head with a grin. “Why don’t you try it and find out?”
“Okay.” John gestured with the Atlantis Staff. “Tobu!”
“Now this,” said John, “is cool.” He looked down at the houses, what seemed like miles above him. “Hey, Ronon?”
“Yeah?”
“How fast does this thing go?”
“I don’t—waaah!” Ronon kept from being blown off only by clinging to John’s hair. “Warn me next time you decide to break the sound barrier, won’t you!”
John just laughed and shouted in delight as he made his new favorite toy do a loop. “This is great!”
Ronon crept down John’s neck and nestled under his collar. “I knew you’d like being a Cardcaptor once you got started.”
John twitched. “Don’t get me wrong, the whole flying thing is great, but…’Cardcaptor’? I’m not a saving-the-world type of guy.”
“There are other Cards that can do all kinds of things. Even make you run faster than anyone else in the world. You think you’ve seen fast? You have no idea what fast really is. No idea.”
“Really? Well, I guess I could keep doing this for a bit, just, you know, for the heck of it.”
Ronon smirked. “Good. Now let’s go home. I want pudding.”
“Not yet! I wonder if I can—wheeeeee!!”
It was a clear and noisy night.
1. I am a crazy, crazy woman. I blame SGA, the Fandom of Crack. If other people can write Rodney-the-mini-dinosaur, I can write whatever I darn well want.
2. That said...were they in character, more or less? I've not met Ronon, so he's the one I'm most worried about. (Yes, Ronon is Kero. You didn't dream that bit.)
3. The skateboard thing...I arbitrated that you can hang in the air on a skateboard as well as going zoom down hills, so Sheppard would like it. Yea? Nay?
4. I reversed the language of the Cards' names to provide the same sense of foreign-language as the original. Should I undo it? Is it too confusing and/or fangirly?
5. John is ten or so, like Sakura at the start of the season. I was tempted to make him fourteen instead, but I have no particular desire to venture into the sordid depths of the fourteen-year-old male mind. Besides, he's so darn cute.
6. Should a second part exist, there would be Rodney. Would you read this?
Part: 1/2 or more
Subtitle: OMG. WTF am I on?!
Genre: Fusion, Cracktastic
Fandom: That would be telling.
Summary: This world has probably never shown up in a Quantum Mirror. This is just because the Narrative Gods of Comedy have yet to catch wind of it.
Notes: Not written on a sugar high, or any other kind of high. I'm just that crazy.
It was a dark and stormy night—only without the storm, and isn’t ‘dark night’ redundant? So, it was a clear night lit by moon, stars, and distant light pollution, the perfect night for the forces of good to be out and about.
And they were. The giant bird flew down the street, scattering destruction in its wake, but at the end of the road a figure stood waiting for it. The figure watched the magical creature approach, then said,
“Uh, Ronon? Do you have any idea how I’m supposed to stop it?”
The figure (a boy, from the height and voice) threw himself to the ground as the bird swooped over him, giant claws barely missing his back. From somewhere in the sky, a voice called, “Sorry, kid! You’re on your own!”
“Great,” John griped, “just great. Ack!” The bird had circled around for another pass. John jumped onto his skateboard and started down the steep hill as fast as he could. Nothing to worry about, he told himself. You’ve been down this street every day for years. You could skate this in your sleep.
Unfortunately, he was not being pursued by giant magical birds in his sleep. That made it much harder.
There had to be some way he could touch the stupid thing without getting caught and dismembered. Ronon said the other card—Kaze, or whatever—would only work if he could get close enough to the bird to use it. His day was just getting better and better.
Wait a minute…John looked sideways at the curve of the wall running down the street. He’d always wanted to try this…
He landed on top of the bird exactly as he’d planned, except for the part where he fell and rolled for a few feet before grabbing onto what looked like feathers but probably weren’t. “Wind become a binding chain!” he shouted, mildly horrified at how stupid he sounded. “Kaze!”
“Return to the shape you were meant to be in! Atlantis Card!”
“So,” he asked Ronon when he’d found the so-called Guardian again (in a briar patch), “what does this do?”
The winged beast shook his fluffy head with a grin. “Why don’t you try it and find out?”
“Okay.” John gestured with the Atlantis Staff. “Tobu!”
“Now this,” said John, “is cool.” He looked down at the houses, what seemed like miles above him. “Hey, Ronon?”
“Yeah?”
“How fast does this thing go?”
“I don’t—waaah!” Ronon kept from being blown off only by clinging to John’s hair. “Warn me next time you decide to break the sound barrier, won’t you!”
John just laughed and shouted in delight as he made his new favorite toy do a loop. “This is great!”
Ronon crept down John’s neck and nestled under his collar. “I knew you’d like being a Cardcaptor once you got started.”
John twitched. “Don’t get me wrong, the whole flying thing is great, but…’Cardcaptor’? I’m not a saving-the-world type of guy.”
“There are other Cards that can do all kinds of things. Even make you run faster than anyone else in the world. You think you’ve seen fast? You have no idea what fast really is. No idea.”
“Really? Well, I guess I could keep doing this for a bit, just, you know, for the heck of it.”
Ronon smirked. “Good. Now let’s go home. I want pudding.”
“Not yet! I wonder if I can—wheeeeee!!”
It was a clear and noisy night.
1. I am a crazy, crazy woman. I blame SGA, the Fandom of Crack. If other people can write Rodney-the-mini-dinosaur, I can write whatever I darn well want.
2. That said...were they in character, more or less? I've not met Ronon, so he's the one I'm most worried about. (Yes, Ronon is Kero. You didn't dream that bit.)
3. The skateboard thing...I arbitrated that you can hang in the air on a skateboard as well as going zoom down hills, so Sheppard would like it. Yea? Nay?
4. I reversed the language of the Cards' names to provide the same sense of foreign-language as the original. Should I undo it? Is it too confusing and/or fangirly?
5. John is ten or so, like Sakura at the start of the season. I was tempted to make him fourteen instead, but I have no particular desire to venture into the sordid depths of the fourteen-year-old male mind. Besides, he's so darn cute.
6. Should a second part exist, there would be Rodney. Would you read this?
