Rec: Adversaries
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calufraxStory: Adversaries
Author: eve11
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1662
Author's Summary: Instead of Configurable Analog Transmitter Stack, box contained vermin. Would not buy again.
Characters/Pairings: the Doctor (11th)
Warnings: none
Recced because: To finish up the week, how about some sweet, sweet crossover nerdcrack?
This is a charming, funny short story, told in an amusing style that strikes me as vaguely Pratchett-y. It's somewhat cracky, yes, but the eleventh Doctor is pretty much his usual daft self—and besides, crack isn't always a bad thing. This story is, in some ways, feels as if it was designed to be the perfect nerd drug. As a nerd, I don't mind in the slightest.
Also, it involves kittens. Excessive amounts of kittens. Excessive amounts of kittens which foil evil. There are few things in the world that cannot be improved by this.
Somewhere in the early twenty-first century, in the civilization known as Earth--likely in a nondescript location in a North American town with ample wireless hotspots and a name like Buford, or Richland, or Gibsonia--there is a secret workshop. It is on this workshop that we focus our attention for the moment. Particularly, on a corner.
This corner of the workshop is blank and unremarkable except for four inanimate objects: a spindly table on which sits a laptop computer (we can only see the thin sliver of its screen from the side), an office chair, and a large somewhat battered cardboard box with an assortment of shipping labels on it, laying open on its side.
The only other features of this corner are its current occupants. In the chair sits a person, also entirely unremarkable save for a black fedora rakishly tilted on his head. This person is pounding furiously at the laptop keyboard while being surrounded by approximately twenty-three kittens--who, having recently escaped the confines of the cardboard box, are milling about as kittens do. Some are climbing onto his lap. Some are weaving about the chair's swivel base. One is atop the table, batting at the back of the laptop screen. One is purring loudly and trying to insinuate its nose under his fingers, uncaring of the fact that said fingers are otherwise occupied. The kitten steps on the keys/.;;;;;;;lllllllll'[[[[[[[[[[l,,,,,,until it is shooed away.
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Date: 2012-04-17 07:38 pm (UTC)I loved this fic when I first read it... I had no clue it was a crossover! LOL
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Date: 2012-04-17 08:00 pm (UTC)There was also one where he was outlining the basics of some kind of ridiculous Voice Over (something) protocol, but I can't for the life of me find it again. ETA: ha, it's this one: http://xkcd.com/190/
(EATA: and this http://tools.ietf.org/html/rfc1149 But I guess I should have said IPoJF not VoJF, oops)
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Date: 2012-04-17 11:00 pm (UTC)Ah haha! I have that second comic printed out and stuck to the wall right above my computer! :D
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Date: 2012-04-16 07:39 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2012-04-16 04:55 pm (UTC)Can't take credit for it, of course, but I'm glad you liked it!