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donutsweeper) wrote2008-11-30 06:34 pm
donutsweeper) wrote2008-11-30 06:34 pm
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When It All Went Out
Title: When It All Went Out
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Discworld/Torchwood crossover, no spoilers, rated G
Word Count: 273
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Summary: The universe finally comes to an end and Jack's not quite sure what to do next.
Author's Note: Written for day one of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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The universe finally came to an end on a Wednesday, which was quite a surprise. It should have been on a Friday, like one of those parties that keeps getting louder and wilder until the cops came to shut it down in one fell swoop. Instead it just stumbled and flickered, like a candle on its last gasp of wax, before burning out completely.
When the show was finally over Jack turned to his friend. “So, what will you do now?”
WAIT FOR IT TO BEGIN AGAIN.
“Will it?” For as long as he’d lived, to the end of time and back again, he’d always wondered if his own spark of life would fade out along with everything else’s.
IT IS AS IT ALWAYS WAS. THERE IS A CYCLE ALL MUST FOLLOW.
“You really should have gone into writing fortune cookies. You’re quite good at cryptic, upbeat gobbledygook Could have made a kill...fortune. I mean fortune.”
They waited in companionable silence for awhile. Well, what was probably only a short time anyway. With no sun or moon or stars telling time was a tad on the difficult side.
SQUEAK
YES. THERE.
Jack looked where Death pointed. Before, there had been nothing but an endless sea of black, but now there was... something. A small smudge of color, like a fingerprint accidentally left on a windowpane, stood out noticeably against the darkness.
“I suppose it’ll be a bit before that’s worth checking out.” Jack rolled his shoulders, working out a kink in his neck. “While we’re waiting.... Did I ever tell you the one about the royal exchequer, the zombie and the seamstress?”
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Discworld/Torchwood crossover, no spoilers, rated G
Word Count: 273
Beta:
_medley_ Summary: The universe finally comes to an end and Jack's not quite sure what to do next.
Author's Note: Written for day one of
consci_fan_moThe universe finally came to an end on a Wednesday, which was quite a surprise. It should have been on a Friday, like one of those parties that keeps getting louder and wilder until the cops came to shut it down in one fell swoop. Instead it just stumbled and flickered, like a candle on its last gasp of wax, before burning out completely.
When the show was finally over Jack turned to his friend. “So, what will you do now?”
WAIT FOR IT TO BEGIN AGAIN.
“Will it?” For as long as he’d lived, to the end of time and back again, he’d always wondered if his own spark of life would fade out along with everything else’s.
IT IS AS IT ALWAYS WAS. THERE IS A CYCLE ALL MUST FOLLOW.
“You really should have gone into writing fortune cookies. You’re quite good at cryptic, upbeat gobbledygook Could have made a kill...fortune. I mean fortune.”
They waited in companionable silence for awhile. Well, what was probably only a short time anyway. With no sun or moon or stars telling time was a tad on the difficult side.
SQUEAK
YES. THERE.
Jack looked where Death pointed. Before, there had been nothing but an endless sea of black, but now there was... something. A small smudge of color, like a fingerprint accidentally left on a windowpane, stood out noticeably against the darkness.
“I suppose it’ll be a bit before that’s worth checking out.” Jack rolled his shoulders, working out a kink in his neck. “While we’re waiting.... Did I ever tell you the one about the royal exchequer, the zombie and the seamstress?”