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donutsweeper) wrote2007-11-17 04:05 pm
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Trapped
Title: Trapped
Pairing/Rating/Warning: Jack/Nine, rated G
Word Count: 148
Summary: Jack and the Doctor are trapped in an elevator
Author's Note: Written for
smithy161 and
_medley_ who supplied the prompt.
Pairing/Rating/Warning: Jack/Nine, rated G
Word Count: 148
Summary: Jack and the Doctor are trapped in an elevator
Author's Note: Written for
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“Maybe if we...”
“Nope.”
“Well, what about...”
“Tried that.”
“We could always...”
“Only if you want to blow us up.”
“Are you going to let me finish a sentence here, Doctor?”
“Not when I know what you’re going to say, Jack.”
“Then how, pray tell, are you planning on getting us out of this blasted elevator?”
“Like I told Rose the night we met you, psychology!”
“You do realize you make me nervous when you grin like that.”
“I thought you liked my grin?”
“I do like your grin but I... Erg! Doctor!! We need to focus! Can you get us out of this damned elevator or not?”
“You humans, always rushing about... what’s wrong with being stuck in a lift? Or, excuse me, an elevator. Lots of things you can do in an elevator.”
“Oh yeah? Name one.”
“How ‘bout I show you?”
“Show? Doctor, I... oohh.....”
“Nope.”
“Well, what about...”
“Tried that.”
“We could always...”
“Only if you want to blow us up.”
“Are you going to let me finish a sentence here, Doctor?”
“Not when I know what you’re going to say, Jack.”
“Then how, pray tell, are you planning on getting us out of this blasted elevator?”
“Like I told Rose the night we met you, psychology!”
“You do realize you make me nervous when you grin like that.”
“I thought you liked my grin?”
“I do like your grin but I... Erg! Doctor!! We need to focus! Can you get us out of this damned elevator or not?”
“You humans, always rushing about... what’s wrong with being stuck in a lift? Or, excuse me, an elevator. Lots of things you can do in an elevator.”
“Oh yeah? Name one.”
“How ‘bout I show you?”
“Show? Doctor, I... oohh.....”
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“Not when I know what you’re going to say, Jack.”
Hee! Love that, and love this fic! Thank you! I'm glad Smithy thought of it and I seconded it. *g*
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Great fic
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Loved "Or, excuse me, an elevator." Very Nine. Could really him saying that line. :-)
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Lovely fic!
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That's not nervous Jack that's PST (pre-sexual tension) I'd have expected you to recognise it by now :D
Great work as always
Did I know you'd written a follow up tot he squirrel thing for
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