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TAKING REQUESTS FOR VALENTINE'S DAY DRABBLES YEAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Give me an OTP and a detailed prompt, and I will give you a 100-300 word fic in response! I have been particularly itching to do crack fic lately - like, off-the-wall non-canon ships (like Samuel and Jay making out in the elevator). Or canon ships in really cracky AUs (Devo and Galen in Pokemon AU). OR PLAIN STUFF IF YOU WANNA BE VANILLA. I want to smash through them tomorrow (day off FINALLY), but I will have them done by the end of the week. Put multiple requests if you want, and I'll pick my favorite.
I also have my schmoop bingo board to get through, so you can use that as reference! It's here.
Gearing back into action, posting like a beast soon!
Give me an OTP and a detailed prompt, and I will give you a 100-300 word fic in response! I have been particularly itching to do crack fic lately - like, off-the-wall non-canon ships (like Samuel and Jay making out in the elevator). Or canon ships in really cracky AUs (Devo and Galen in Pokemon AU). OR PLAIN STUFF IF YOU WANNA BE VANILLA. I want to smash through them tomorrow (day off FINALLY), but I will have them done by the end of the week. Put multiple requests if you want, and I'll pick my favorite.
I also have my schmoop bingo board to get through, so you can use that as reference! It's here.
Gearing back into action, posting like a beast soon!
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YEAH I SAID IT
Ari = Dadda, Deon = Poppa, Mara = KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN
And with how carefully Ari attended to the boy, with gentle conversation and precise treatment, nobody in their right mind would blame him. Somehow, they'd think the kid running head-first into the control counter was Deon's fault.
But in truth, neither Deon or Ari knew what to attribute these injuries to.
"It's owie," the kid moaned, his eyes squeezed shut against the pain. He tried to reach up and press his chubby palms against his forehead, but Deon cut in.
"Ease up, scout. Your dadda's got you covered," he said, pulling the kid's hand back down so that Dadda could properly apply the medicine. The kid looked back up at both of them, tears in the corner of his mis-matched green and purple eyes. It reminded Deon of her, of course, though after all of this time, and with this new family, reminders of her shouldn't hurt anymore...
Still, Deon affected a smile, purely for the kid's benefit. "Feel that tingly thing on your forehead? Dadda's got a magic washcloth for that hard head of yours."
Ari glanced over at Deon, and his frustration at what Deon said was painfully evident. The washcloth held a complex bio-chemical medicine, a compound Bones had taught Ari to make, and that he was rather proud of mastering. But he didn't cross what Deon had said, especially cause 'magic' seemed to calm the kid down. "Very sciencey magic," he said, by way of compromise. "Will you eat this, please?"
The kid sat up, his legs dangling over the side of the metal table, and ate the aspirin dutifully. Deon had a small cup of water ready, and passed it to the kid. Ari kept the washcloth over the hurt forehead while the kid drank, but already Deon could see the purpling of the bruise fade off.
"I can cure his injuries whenever we need to," Ari said, though pain was evident in his words and his eyes. Deon nodded, agreeing more to Ari's frustration than words.
"It's better to figure out why this happens," Deon said. He sighed, and rubbed the back of his neck with his palm. "I don't get it. It's almost like he has no idea where he's going sometimes."
Something worked in Ari's mind, clearly. Deon watched him as he touched his own face, moved his fingertips behind his ears and hair. Ari took off his glasses, and carefully put them on the kid.
"Huh," Deon said, and watched with fascination. Ari wouldn't be able to tell the kid's reaction one way or another, not without his glasses. But Deon was sure he saw something shift in their boy's focus. "Well, let's see what happens." He stepped forward, then grabbed the kid under the armpits and put him on the ground.
The child stamped his feet, maybe to confirm that he was on the ground, and slowly looked up at his fathers. The surprise in his eyes couldn't be confused for anything else. He tried looking down next and clapped his hands over the arms of the large glasses, keeping them from falling off his face. Something the kid saw made him gasp in surprise.
Deon crouched, his hands on his knees, so he was at eye level with the kid. "Well? How's that feel, scout?"
"Poppa," he said. The kid stared up at Deon, then pointed down at his feet. "I can see the ground!"
Deon stared for a moment, silent, then cupped his face with both of his hands. The kid touched Deon's hand after a few moments, probably in concern, so he paused his despairing and instead ruffled the kid's hair. He grinned for the kid, even if Deon looked like he was just holding back nausea. "That's nice, scout."
"His vision must have been very poor," Ari stated. He rang out the washcloth and folded it, leaving on the shelf. But he kept his hand on the counter after it was necessary, like he needed the balance. "Ah, additionally, I must report to Captain Kirk. I don't believe I can handle navigation duties today."
"Good." The kid had wandered off, to look at the tables and chairs that he now could actually see. Deon found the little flask he kept on him, and knocked back a swig of it. "Cause I can't handle flying."
Sage = RAD
How did those two wind up with such a cute kid anyway? (Aside from the obvious answer of Vegas Drink Times).
And what is Deon's connection to Mara Khan?
AND WHY DO THEY END UP GETTING HIM THOSE DERPY PINK FRAMES?
This story raises more questions than it answers!
Re: Sage = RAD
I pretend that the kid is a Space Anomaly Eggbaby between Ari/Deon/Mara. Somehow????
Deon just wants to be kidnapped and brainwashed by Mara. Just a little bit. Like old times.
THE PINK FRAMES WERE THE ONLY SPARE FRAMES THAT THE CREW HAD ON HAND. WHY THEY WERE IN PARIS-SPOCK'S CLOSET THOUGH, NO ONE KNOWS.
Re: Sage = RAD
I pretend that the kid is a Space Anomaly Eggbaby between Ari/Deon/Mara. Somehow????
There were at least a dozen episodes in the franchise with this exact plotline (emphasis on the somehow) so yes, this seems very likely to me.
ACTUALLY. YOU KNOW WHAT. This story kind of makes me want to see Ari and Deon in some kind of Melanie babysitting adventure, but I'm pretty sure the Doc is smarter than that, so.
Re: Sage = RAD