rec: searching
Dec. 27th, 2008 12:06 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
elyssadc.livejournal.com posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
calufraxStory: Searching
Author: Paranoid Seat
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1343
Author's Summary: Evelyn finds some unexpected company.
Characters/Pairings: Evelyn Smythe, Wilfred Mott, Sixth Doctor
Warnings: None
Recced because: This story makes me SO happy. I'm a sucker for old skool meeting new skool and Wilf and Evelyn have beautiful chemistry. A gorgeous idea beautifully realized.
“You all right, love?” The thick grey eyebrows of the man in the next allotment were drawn together with concern.
Evelyn managed to sit upright and give him a friendly smile. “Just fine, thanks,” she replied, but the slight chattering of her teeth gave her away.
“You want some hot chocolate?” He waved the thermos above his head.
Moments later, Evelyn was gratefully wrapping her hands around a warm plastic mug as she sat on a wooden stool next to the man, who'd said his name was Wilf.
“Are you looking for something, then?” he asked, nodding towards the allotment she had been searching in.
Evelyn nodded. “I’m helping out my friend. He buried something in one of these gardens about ten years ago, and now he wants it back, only he can't remember which garden, and the lease expired ages ago.” She found herself smiling at that, only just realising the absurdity of the Doctor’s little quest now that she wasn’t so cold and grumpy and alone.
Author: Paranoid Seat
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1343
Author's Summary: Evelyn finds some unexpected company.
Characters/Pairings: Evelyn Smythe, Wilfred Mott, Sixth Doctor
Warnings: None
Recced because: This story makes me SO happy. I'm a sucker for old skool meeting new skool and Wilf and Evelyn have beautiful chemistry. A gorgeous idea beautifully realized.
“You all right, love?” The thick grey eyebrows of the man in the next allotment were drawn together with concern.
Evelyn managed to sit upright and give him a friendly smile. “Just fine, thanks,” she replied, but the slight chattering of her teeth gave her away.
“You want some hot chocolate?” He waved the thermos above his head.
Moments later, Evelyn was gratefully wrapping her hands around a warm plastic mug as she sat on a wooden stool next to the man, who'd said his name was Wilf.
“Are you looking for something, then?” he asked, nodding towards the allotment she had been searching in.
Evelyn nodded. “I’m helping out my friend. He buried something in one of these gardens about ten years ago, and now he wants it back, only he can't remember which garden, and the lease expired ages ago.” She found herself smiling at that, only just realising the absurdity of the Doctor’s little quest now that she wasn’t so cold and grumpy and alone.
no subject
Date: 2008-12-27 06:46 pm (UTC)